<?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-7524659081503591987</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:34:35.395+08:00</updated><category term='3 things in a guy...'/><category term='BLOGTHINGS'/><category term='movies'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='culture'/><category term='my gurl drama'/><category term='love hurts'/><category term='CELEBRATION'/><category term='school'/><category term='general stuffs'/><category term='my family'/><category term='horoscope'/><category term='BaTaM'/><category term='time'/><category term='life'/><category term='my class'/><category term='Love is Cinta'/><category term='parents'/><category term='love n relationship'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='people'/><category term='society'/><category term='celebrity'/><category term='LOVE'/><category term='FYI'/><category term='muthu'/><category term='Racing'/><title type='text'>Optimize your optimism</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the addict</name><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>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-5364951395509431608</id><published>2009-06-13T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:59:16.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><title type='text'>Society mindset</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;fight fight fight just because of a my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Its true what the society used to say... " relationship is a distraction to studies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;But I am going to prove the society WRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;you can juggle between studies and relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;it just take alittle bit of positive thinking, determination and a little effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;That's why my blog's name is "Optimize your optimism".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Make full use thinking positive than negative...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;When you are thinking negative, you won't move forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Being realistic is different from thinking negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;realistic doesn't stop you from moving forward in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Whatever the society thinks, I'm just gonna do it my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;They are just too narrowed minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Society used to look down on Normal Academic students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;And guess wat...alot of Normal academic students made it to poly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Normal tech student also can make it to poly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;So, whatever the society thinks, just BELIEVE IN YOURSELF, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;don't let the society mindset destroy your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-5364951395509431608?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5364951395509431608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=5364951395509431608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5364951395509431608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5364951395509431608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/society-mindset.html' title='Society mindset'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-2415823256288833987</id><published>2009-04-21T21:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:41:24.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Is he worth it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey ppl, "17 again" is a very good movie!MUST watch..the moral of the story is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My bro was right about that guy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;recalling back, he's selfish.childish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;he's not worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, i am saying this because i chit chat with my aunty who is so open minded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;talk to me about guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she ask me if i like guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come on. which aunty would ask me tat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My family don't even ask me that. She's so open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My answer to her question is: Guys give me problems, stress. they expect you to spend 99.999% of your time with them. They waste my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they think we,gurls have no life, or no goals to achieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My aunty was testing me actually.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-2415823256288833987?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2415823256288833987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=2415823256288833987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2415823256288833987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2415823256288833987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-he-worth-it.html' title='Is he worth it?'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-1713459766051197505</id><published>2009-04-18T01:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T02:04:18.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Sei-cSntzkI/AAAAAAAAAyM/wD8u501UPb4/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Sei6x9FEhjI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Lm2nLmcDsLE/s1600-h/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Sei6x9FEhjI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Lm2nLmcDsLE/s400/IMG_0422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325711926737798706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Port dickson @ Malacca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying my last day of holidays...AHHH! SCH IS STARTING SOON! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;travel, take pictures... capturing every moment. shop, movies, house cleaning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i think we need to enjoy life a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;two days to make full use of the time to ENJOY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Friday, Sat, Sun, I am not going to think about sch, fyp... just SWITCH OFF your mind from sch can...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Sei8WSsPjdI/AAAAAAAAAx8/-_qyuH__3vA/s400/IMG_0408.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325713650526162386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Sei6x9FEhjI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Lm2nLmcDsLE/s1600-h/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Sei6x9FEhjI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Lm2nLmcDsLE/s1600-h/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;KL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Sei-cSntzkI/AAAAAAAAAyM/wD8u501UPb4/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Sei-cSntzkI/AAAAAAAAAyM/wD8u501UPb4/s400/IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325715952609644098" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Met Someone unexpected in KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Movies...I'm a Movie freak now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Looking forward to watching '17 again'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;not forgeting 'push'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My sis Friend offer me to go water rafting. hmm..y not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Two years ago,I played archery and i stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thinking of going back to archery. Anyone wanna join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;On Monday morning, 6am, then i will think of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-1713459766051197505?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1713459766051197505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=1713459766051197505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1713459766051197505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1713459766051197505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/port-dickson-malacca-enjoying-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Sei6x9FEhjI/AAAAAAAAAx0/Lm2nLmcDsLE/s72-c/IMG_0422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-877047852060971650</id><published>2009-04-16T22:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T02:28:31.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sensitive side reveals....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh my..Recalling back wat happen during the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;When i'm sensitive + mood swing = mean words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, im i say something mean, or rude with the arrogant look, it means i am in sensitive mode and having mood swing. So, forgive me, if say something a little mean to u and tell me tat if i say smth mean, coz sumtimes i dun realise. human makes mistakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I kinda break off a friendship with a friend, a gurl...she said, something on the day wen something big happen in my life. So, i was kinda sensitive and didnt reply to her sms after she sent me some sms. She sent me sms that make me feel tat she is being sarcastic about wat happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some guy told me to treat him as his elder brother... huh??. i dunno wat was he thinking man. first, i was born first before him. i am older than him by 9 days. haizzz... and secondly, i don't feel like a sister around him.oppsss..lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, about "the one..", i leave it to my family to decide. There's no such thing as ' My Love Life' anymore...and also bcoz, my brother very picky. he wants someone who has a clean past. aiya, let him decide la. im tired. follow the flow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It use to be all about me n my life, my rules, but now...its different. Some of the people in my past can't accept that. But, i have to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they make me of who i am today. Without them, maybe I wun be in RP. it's a way to repay them back 4 all their hardwork and support.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-877047852060971650?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/877047852060971650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=877047852060971650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/877047852060971650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/877047852060971650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-sensitive-side-reveals.html' title='My sensitive side reveals....'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-8910507703995599398</id><published>2009-04-03T14:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:30:55.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Stressed out...about being Leader</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,102)"&gt;it's been a while I updated this blog. Let me tell you why. STRESS is the cause of me not updating for a long time.LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,102)"&gt;Thinking of my final year project and being a leader for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,102)"&gt;I am a leader for two major projects : final year project and aeromodelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,102)"&gt;It’s not easy being a leader, its damn challenging. I really hope I can make it through this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,102)"&gt;Juggling two projects at one time. And I need to improve in so many areas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,102)"&gt;That’s not the end. There are more responsibilities to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,102)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;You know why. This is because since year 2 semester one, most of the time, I have always been chosen to be leader for every module. You think it’s so wonderful to be a leader each day you arrive school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;Being a leader is fun but sometimes you want to be a team player for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;You just want to have a break and just be a team player. The only chance for me to be a team player is when the facilitator chooses others to be the leader..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;So, this year 3, I will most probably be leader again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;There are possible reasons why people might not want to be leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;It may be because no one dares to voice out their views. (so when someone voice out more opinions, then they should be leader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;-_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt;OR no one wants to be leader because of the huge responsibility that they have to take. OR nobody cares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;When you are the leader, you divide task and that’s easy. But when you give the task to the person, she / he don’t do it with their best effort because he/ she don’t care or they are lack of motivation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;And then you have to think of how to motivate them...and I’m tired of doing motivation. Because there is so many of them that needs motivation. I wish I have a power or miracle that can just motivate everyone at once. Those who are my leaders or instructors told me that I just have to improve on the way I motivate people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Tired and sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;One will just tell me: don’t give up. It’s just a test.&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/7524659081503591987-8910507703995599398?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8910507703995599398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=8910507703995599398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8910507703995599398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8910507703995599398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/stressed-outabout-being-leader.html' title='Stressed out...about being Leader'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-2229418460558079884</id><published>2008-12-28T01:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T02:54:11.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Racing'/><title type='text'>I’m not going to race anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Racing has always been my fantasy/dream since I was 9. Well, not only me in the family. My other cousin also likes racing. This all started from my uncle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284540778037511170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SVZ11sP-BAI/AAAAAAAAAwg/fx4S5DGI2vI/s400/delete+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My uncle is a person who loves speed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don’t know how many times he got motor bike accident and still have not learned his lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;During his time, he likes to race so much until it went down to my generation which end up me and my cousins likes racing too. Haiz..that’s bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;After the accident that happened to me and my sister at the go cart place in Melaka, I start to think f ways to control myself from speeding. I was speeding and I crash onto my sister’s go cart.&lt;br /&gt;I got a few blue back on my hand and leg and those are minor injuries. But I am more worried of my sister. She got back muscle pain. That’s internal injury! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I’ve been messaging her back hoping that she will no longer have muscle back pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In racing movies such as ‘2 fast and 2 furious’ or ‘KL menjerit’ (malay racing movie) and etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284541052819723634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SVZ2Fr5J1XI/AAAAAAAAAwo/rWbHB3Q_d1c/s400/delete+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SVZ3sEMdrTI/AAAAAAAAAxA/LJei97-662Y/s1600-h/delete+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284542811689823538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SVZ3sEMdrTI/AAAAAAAAAxA/LJei97-662Y/s400/delete+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;They always show racing risk your life and you might die. But they never show that it also kill other people lives.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you speed driving and crash into someone else’s vehicle. After that, you realized that you only get minor injuries while other driver got killed because of your carelessness and speeding. Tats ridiculous! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284541360911443618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SVZ2Xnn8ZqI/AAAAAAAAAww/Mrj888p0sxI/s400/delete+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;You have to face guilt for your whole life and see other people get killed for your own mistake of not thinking of the consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;You will face so much guilt that you wish u can reverse back the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Why other people must faced the consequences for the mistake you have done&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lesson to learn: I will stop racing but drive safely next time.&lt;br /&gt;So think before you go speeding coz it’s not only risking your own life but the life of others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SVZ3c5TYMcI/AAAAAAAAAw4/d4Ycm1nIh6k/s1600-h/delete+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284542551067996610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SVZ3c5TYMcI/AAAAAAAAAw4/d4Ycm1nIh6k/s400/delete+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-2229418460558079884?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2229418460558079884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=2229418460558079884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2229418460558079884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2229418460558079884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-not-going-to-race-anymore.html' title='I’m not going to race anymore'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SVZ11sP-BAI/AAAAAAAAAwg/fx4S5DGI2vI/s72-c/delete+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-1303887641601953093</id><published>2008-12-14T12:01:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:39:28.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for takeoff….</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It’s 930am, and we board a school bus to Singapore flyer.&lt;br /&gt;We are going to Singapore flyer for to simulate a flight..hahaha..LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;The real student price is actually 65 dollars but paid 40 dollars for it because school subsidized.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..I don’t know how to put it into words. hehe. So these are the pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279699931465471538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUVDHVenVjI/AAAAAAAAAvI/D-_YJZVyyv8/s400/DCAM0278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280207090306068178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUcQX3YxLtI/AAAAAAAAAwA/TWpAUQvml3I/s400/DSC01981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279701509377133202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUVEjLqEipI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/3Xl1_a5njcU/s400/DCAM0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280203707144360194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUcNS8IKUQI/AAAAAAAAAvo/C5dM07kWj0c/s400/DSC01976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280204691893861586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUcOMQmvPNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/UTzEQjHWoSU/s400/DSC01977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280205374622940354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUcOz_-CPMI/AAAAAAAAAv4/XpmE86nQ7_A/s400/DSC01978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUcRR1XzS0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/WUkYSZPHHak/s1600-h/DSC01985.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280208086197553986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUcRR1XzS0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/WUkYSZPHHak/s400/DSC01985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUcRKUDjcGI/AAAAAAAAAwI/qLGleJ-ZxqQ/s1600-h/DSC01983.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280207956995174498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUcRKUDjcGI/AAAAAAAAAwI/qLGleJ-ZxqQ/s400/DSC01983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280208804596028706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUcR7pnWFSI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7IuckP6aphA/s400/DSC01986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUVPytE6NAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CyYi01vH_zY/s1600-h/DCAM0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279713870674015234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUVPytE6NAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/CyYi01vH_zY/s400/DCAM0343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that's how our day ended at the flight simulator experience. no way....not for me, jonathan and sebastian. After that, we went to esplanade to study..ummm..study? errr...i guess so.. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-1303887641601953093?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1303887641601953093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=1303887641601953093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1303887641601953093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1303887641601953093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/ready-for-takeoff.html' title='Ready for takeoff….'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SUVDHVenVjI/AAAAAAAAAvI/D-_YJZVyyv8/s72-c/DCAM0278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-6727369259750467286</id><published>2008-12-09T19:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:08:36.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RP meets ITE simei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Haiyo...Early in the morning, i got flu and headache... and its been raining for 3 days non-stop!&lt;br /&gt;reason for being sick is... for skipping my meals and sleeping at 3am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up and the first thing is ACHOO!haha.. So, end up i don't go to school today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...went to volunteer to help for the standard chartered race marathon.&lt;br /&gt;it damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, i thought its only RP students but there also students from other schools like TP, MI, some JC sch and ITE simei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITE simei guys are quite cute...some dont look like mat rep but more descent boy look, with pretty eyes. awww... but too bad lar, i cant click with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even though i got talk to them, i feel like cannot click ah.. Communication is very important no matter how good looking guys can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would rather choose average looking guys who i can communicate with. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the event, my team decided to use names of food in MCdonald. For e.g. if you want to Male shirt, small size, you say, " Mc Spicy.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;there was one time, the ITE cute guy say " Mc Spicy with no coke.." hahaha...LOLs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-6727369259750467286?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6727369259750467286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=6727369259750467286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6727369259750467286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6727369259750467286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/rp-meets-ite-simei.html' title='RP meets ITE simei'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-7187034248773643183</id><published>2008-12-08T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:43:08.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look into his cunning eyes...fuh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/ST0-pdRJ7bI/AAAAAAAAAvA/BoxNEOpNhPQ/s1600-h/keanu+reeves.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277443220300230066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/ST0-pdRJ7bI/AAAAAAAAAvA/BoxNEOpNhPQ/s400/keanu+reeves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Dun care about your faults and your weaknesses,&lt;br /&gt;Dun care what you gonna say about me,&lt;br /&gt;Because no one is perfect, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I believe that your heart is kind and will protect me from those who wants to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;Even though u don’t show your feelings,&lt;br /&gt;But yet I know what you are feeling,&lt;br /&gt;How was I able to do that? You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;How was I able to understand you without you telling me everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-from the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7524659081503591987-7187034248773643183?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7187034248773643183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=7187034248773643183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7187034248773643183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7187034248773643183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/look-into-his-cunning-eyesfuh.html' title='Look into his cunning eyes...fuh.'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/ST0-pdRJ7bI/AAAAAAAAAvA/BoxNEOpNhPQ/s72-c/keanu+reeves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-461520982370327303</id><published>2008-12-05T22:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:32:40.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the movie 'LOST' just released...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Remember the drama series&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; ‘LOST’?&lt;/span&gt; Yesterday, my god sis and I create our own episode of ‘LOST’… &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277437480427021826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/ST05bWkvZgI/AAAAAAAAAug/uN2XGVSqWs8/s400/THE+LOST.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Basically, this episode, Dinah and Nad get themselves lost from city hall to bugis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;We start walking at 12pm and end at 5pm… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So, we walk for 5 hours without any transport..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;First, we eat KFC at Orchard…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;then we took MRT to city hall…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and walk all around city hall until Bugis…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We have no detail plan of where to go… we both were like…should we go right or left?...HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I can even ask a stupid question. “Have we reach Bugis?”…LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277441687233737634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/ST09QOJns6I/AAAAAAAAAu4/u2TgRdysCI0/s400/DSC01959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;We just get ourselves lost, dancing while walking around the streets..just like I the movie ‘Step up to the streets’… look like crazy ppl but its worth the laughter. u will never know how fun it can be until you &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;tried it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;We went to explore hotels like pan pacific hotel, golden landmark , allson, Victoria… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276314546349014994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/STk8H_Jb_9I/AAAAAAAAAtI/CEMS241nRR0/s400/DSC01955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276320402525395986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/STlBc3GsHBI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/bijrAFYLWEU/s400/DSC01956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And we visited a church. LOLs…I dunno why. We just want to explore what it is like inside church. (sebelum masuk, baca bismillah..seram.haha.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277438919745438482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/ST06vIc_gxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ir7IHsgmzdk/s400/DSC01964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276321352270777010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/STlCUJLoirI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Bnk4h7r7xpY/s400/DSC01963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lastly, we find ourselves in SMU… woah…we are in university already…skip poly life. We only get to go the SMU roof top only lar. HAHA..LOL…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/STqJsNuo7aI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ddA-WeEPjSs/s1600-h/DSC01971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276681306110487970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/STqJsNuo7aI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ddA-WeEPjSs/s400/DSC01971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/STqGvNMj2eI/AAAAAAAAAtw/3fBgJMy6qyo/s1600-h/DSC01970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276678058972273122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/STqGvNMj2eI/AAAAAAAAAtw/3fBgJMy6qyo/s400/DSC01970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We ended the journey with a short visit to SMU...LOLs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-461520982370327303?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/461520982370327303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=461520982370327303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/461520982370327303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/461520982370327303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/12/movie-lost-just-released.html' title='the movie &apos;LOST&apos; just released...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/ST05bWkvZgI/AAAAAAAAAug/uN2XGVSqWs8/s72-c/THE+LOST.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-8988146414912553745</id><published>2008-11-23T00:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:51:03.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my class'/><title type='text'>W24M Class photo up for grabs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;All W24M Class photo, you can ask from Fazli, the guy with his new Nikon camera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pic Below: all took such a long time to pose infront of the camera...haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272058673056639666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSodbjqO6rI/AAAAAAAAAso/oUWwxG6gr4k/s400/_DSC0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pic Below: okay...say "cheese!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSpG9N7ZpZI/AAAAAAAAAsw/xLrEnL0luIU/s1600-h/_DSC0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272104331315357074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 404px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSpG9N7ZpZI/AAAAAAAAAsw/xLrEnL0luIU/s400/_DSC0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Look further down is a pic of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSgutrA7YHI/AAAAAAAAAsg/l0dK3cG9wlU/s1600-h/digital+faci.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271514726012772466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSgutrA7YHI/AAAAAAAAAsg/l0dK3cG9wlU/s400/digital+faci.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Digital Facilitator (LOL!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;He is the winner for being "The most observant digital faci"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Haha..Why I say observant? Becoz he knows when I am in lazy mode…&lt;br /&gt;If you think I am hardworking, think back…hahaha! Coz this faci can spot my slacking mode well!&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when I start to slack, he will put it in under comments. Basically he observes every student. But when he put those comments, its true la…&lt;br /&gt;And he gave me a C for being in a slacking mode. humph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digital Team of the Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSguPP1doeI/AAAAAAAAAsY/0hRJ0PeYzJw/s1600-h/digi+team.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271514203320852962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSguPP1doeI/AAAAAAAAAsY/0hRJ0PeYzJw/s400/digi+team.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Last but not least, our photographer of the day wic is also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;our classmate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272106920116313106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSpJT59pXBI/AAAAAAAAAs4/SdJ6qhDv9AI/s400/anan.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;W24M is a fun class but E45K (Yr 2 sem 1) is the HAPPENING class!!&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember the environment of E45K…the CS environment, putting “aruna” name in CS..zul’s birthday bash!! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;LOL…will never forget those moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;W24M, the class that helps me to survive through all the modules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Becoz W24M has its way of knowning how to learn in a fun way and help each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272107311275515282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 442px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSpJqrJRHZI/AAAAAAAAAtA/hIq2GGNogck/s400/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;IN CONCLUSION, Both class is Fun!!hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&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/7524659081503591987-8988146414912553745?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8988146414912553745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=8988146414912553745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8988146414912553745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8988146414912553745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/w24m-class-photo-up-for-grabs.html' title='W24M Class photo up for grabs!!'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSodbjqO6rI/AAAAAAAAAso/oUWwxG6gr4k/s72-c/_DSC0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-3863275151910250506</id><published>2008-11-08T22:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:52:18.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To friends who have work hard to organise outings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Plans for Saturday morning?!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I planned to go to library, to do my stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sometimes, I treat school &amp;amp; library like my second home.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because my heart is so close to school and the library...&lt;br /&gt;I know people might think I am crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266295321799654290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SRWjsXIre5I/AAAAAAAAArs/2vi8sqpJkAk/s400/i+love+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;People will wander, “why school. Think of school and you will be stress..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;But for me, School is a place where I can do things freely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Like, if I want to go anywhere, no one stop me and disturbing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;And why I like library? Because it so quiet and peaceful, and the best, no distractions..So quiet that I can even fall asleep...haha.LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So, I told my mum that I’m going to the library.But then, they restrict me because they thought I was going to meet my friend for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;She argue, why do you need to go to school on a Saturday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I mean, I rarely go out with my friends nowadays. I have so many things to settle until all my friends say I’m always busy. Actually, how I wish I could manage my time for my friends and family too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266296838847511330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SRWlEqlEuyI/AAAAAAAAAr8/YDPj_5wlMjg/s400/ILoveMyFamily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266296634399078290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SRWk4w8xN5I/AAAAAAAAAr0/8SGjFtGWtik/s400/i+luv+my+friends.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You see, my friends...how can I not be busy... I couldn’t even have time for my friends and have to make time for my family since family always come first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When I have time for family, I have no time for friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When I need to spend some time for friends, my family say I spend too much time for myself and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;When I spend time for both family and friends, I have no time for school and my hobbies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So, how? I have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just hope you guys or any of my friends out there organise an outing understands if I end up saying things like,” I’m not going...” or “I can’t go”,,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really apreciate all your hard work trying to organise outing to for class bonding...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; But It’s not that I don’t want to go. I just can’t make it but I will always try to make it. At least I try, right?? :))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-3863275151910250506?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3863275151910250506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=3863275151910250506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/3863275151910250506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/3863275151910250506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-friends-who-have-work-hard-to.html' title='To friends who have work hard to organise outings...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SRWjsXIre5I/AAAAAAAAArs/2vi8sqpJkAk/s72-c/i+love+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-3404482550674149192</id><published>2008-11-06T15:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:47:49.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>W24M for the first time of the SEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last week&lt;/strong&gt;, W24 For the first time, more than half of the class went out to lunch together, play arcade! Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Di ying, so poor thing, she got hit by a basket ball when playing arcade until her head got blue black. Blame Xu Hao for it! Haah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We took the most seats in KFC…people all need around 2 tables. We took 6 tables in KFC. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268121421288754258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SRwghV2KzFI/AAAAAAAAAsE/nQX3GPjr_rs/s400/DSC00668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271014051066786258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SSZnWjftsdI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/pkAR4WgMHhI/s400/DSC01921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read one of my friend’s blog and she write in her post that “she realizes that she have left out her really true friends…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, no offence but I find it true because it does happen to me. I think that this is what happens to our life especially being in RP. We keep changing classes every semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hence, we tend to have more time for those who are in the same class as you. Maybe because RP students know that we only have a few months to know each other so we tend to have more time for classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But, however, there is msn to always make sure we always keep in touch no matter how busy we can be. So, not to worry.... all we need is msn and save some of your time for all of your friends... hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-3404482550674149192?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3404482550674149192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=3404482550674149192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/3404482550674149192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/3404482550674149192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/w24m-for-first-time-of-sem.html' title='W24M for the first time of the SEM'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SRwghV2KzFI/AAAAAAAAAsE/nQX3GPjr_rs/s72-c/DSC00668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-8756809852132597420</id><published>2008-10-21T15:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:40:32.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my class'/><title type='text'>"Ayo...dinah is angry..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;In my course, we have to take up this module called PCB (prototyping of circuit board) Sounds chim but can be fun with wire wrapping and soldering then get your hand burn! wakaka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SP2GH8y9f0I/AAAAAAAAArk/9DDL2c2BIWU/s1600-h/Wire_Wrapping.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259507410975686466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SP2GH8y9f0I/AAAAAAAAArk/9DDL2c2BIWU/s400/Wire_Wrapping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SP2Fs7chMEI/AAAAAAAAArc/hgyCNc8qx1g/s1600-h/Soldering%2520Iron%2520solder.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259506946756653122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SP2Fs7chMEI/AAAAAAAAArc/hgyCNc8qx1g/s400/Soldering%2520Iron%2520solder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual RP, we must do presentation slides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;One of my team members, PERSON X…I know is someone who is not the participative type of person.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not participative…least you could do is by being cooperative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is how the conversation started with PERSON X...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah : “where is your slide on features?”&lt;br /&gt;Person X: “umm..havent do..I dunno how”&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Fine.. I was thinking maybe I give ‘PERSON X’ a guide or help..so I said..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah: “ u look at question 3…”&lt;br /&gt;Dinah was about to discuss the question with person X and so…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person X looks at question 3…then silence for like 5 mins ++&lt;br /&gt;Dinah assume that ‘PERSON X’ has gotten the answer since ‘PERSON X’ seems to look serious at his computer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah: “so..Gotten the answer already…wats the answer?”&lt;br /&gt;PERSON X: “umm..i still duno how to do..”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah blood boiling but she tries to show the calm face…&lt;br /&gt;Dinah: “Ouh ok…so what are goin to do? What are goin to present?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERSON X: “ umm..let me take a look at the powerpoint slides. Hmm…I dun noe leh..”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah gets frustrated whenever ‘PERSON X’ says “I DON’T Know” phrase. She doesn’t understand what PERSON X is trying to tell her. She’s confused, frustrated and trying to clear her doubts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah: “then how? so you not presenting anything?”&lt;br /&gt;PERSON X just raises his shoulder up and down and keep saying I Don’t know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinah: Ouh….so tat means you never do work?&lt;br /&gt;She did not realize what she was saying but because she is so confused…She blurted out those unintentional hurtful words.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then, my two other team mates scare PERSON X in a joking manner and say," ayo...dinah angry already.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He just keep quiet…then I immediately ask one of my team mates to give one of his slides to PERSON X as I only have one slide to present.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Conclusion……..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;If you don’t want to do work, please find something to contribute even though you are just going to present only one part of the worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to apologize if I did ever say hurtful words but during work or project, I take it seriously…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, if you are around the bush, I can be confused and get stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t want to be direct in personal stuff, I don’t mind but when involving work, please don’t confuse me. Hehe…coz I will get frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-8756809852132597420?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8756809852132597420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=8756809852132597420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8756809852132597420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8756809852132597420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/ayodinah-is-angry.html' title='&quot;Ayo...dinah is angry...&quot;'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SP2GH8y9f0I/AAAAAAAAArk/9DDL2c2BIWU/s72-c/Wire_Wrapping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-1619512871467292729</id><published>2008-10-12T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T01:00:45.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Oh my goodness!! He winks…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is this guy in my school…well, dun mention which class he is in…(coz I noe some ppl will come to his class just to find out who he is..HAHA.LOL)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I can say that he is not a Malay guy, is older than me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway…he winks at me twice for two different days. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh no! Does he think I am interested in him just becoz im being friendly?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean…most guys I meet won’t be so confident to even wink at me. The most courageous step that guys will do is to get to know me through MSN. Hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this guy just talk to me for a few weeks and now, so confidently winks at me and smile..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just gave him the look that shows “I didn’t notice what your eyes were doing”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe he is just flirting. Eee…! Haha..oh my..Suddenly, I feel so bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-1619512871467292729?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1619512871467292729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=1619512871467292729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1619512871467292729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1619512871467292729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-my-goodness-he-winks.html' title='Oh my goodness!! He winks…'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-7492092579485123066</id><published>2008-10-02T22:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T16:41:07.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>LOVE sparks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;what is love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hmmm...in my context, love is when you cannot live without that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;before today, i havent met someone i can't live with. But now, i think i have met that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;hehe...I'm just taking my time to get to know the person. all i can say is that he is such a nice person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well, that's all i can tell you for now lar...haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i did some survey and this is what i get....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;My love based on Commitment sey! woohoo..LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252841380525410050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SOXXZ6OwhwI/AAAAAAAAArI/5mW_48C5OSI/s400/love.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-7492092579485123066?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7492092579485123066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=7492092579485123066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7492092579485123066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7492092579485123066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-and-love.html' title='LOVE sparks....'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SOXXZ6OwhwI/AAAAAAAAArI/5mW_48C5OSI/s72-c/love.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-4492244080925554502</id><published>2008-09-07T15:36:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:27:17.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>SDC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going out, shopping, watch movies, chit chat, eat, walk in malls....that most common thigns teenagers always do....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To do it again and again..wasting money and time....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i start to think to do something different..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nad, i treat he like my god-sis...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i suggested to her "Gurl...let's go discovery centre..i want to do something different ah..i get bored going out to town..." She agrees to also try out somethign different.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we went to Spore discovery centre and as usual, i always plan the journey so that we dun waste time finding what bus to take, which stop to alight and so on... this all can be done through research on the internet. this is bcoz i dun like unplanned journey. Waste time and energy..haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557381630051058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTbqDNvwvI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ST9Tike_8-4/s400/100_1047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Pic above): We took the SAFTI bus tour!! It's a Singapore Armed Forces Training institute..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is a place where they train those Singaporeans mens to be officers...COOL...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(Pic below): before that, we watch 2 3D shows called the 'i werks'. Its kinda cool coz it makes the images look so real! The images are like just right infront of ur face! i feel so funny wearing the 3D specs...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243553602925288594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTYOGcU3JI/AAAAAAAAAhM/NeBJA0zrOVc/s400/100_1041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243553029149391586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTXss9feuI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ABP7WtDTUJw/s400/100_1043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(pic below): Then after that, went to the army museum.....such a nice scenery..There's kayaking! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planning to come here again just for the kayaking..It's only 1 dollar or 2 dollar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, its gonna worth the adventure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243553949033724402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTYiPzAefI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ybbVLd0YEVg/s400/100_1053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We also tried out the rifles where they use it in the army...called the individual marksmanship trainer...we shoot the target.."BANG, BANG!" like in CS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243554349807536274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTY5ky7iJI/AAAAAAAAAhc/QMa2IajhJZQ/s400/100_1059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then...after the SAFTI tour and i werks, then we went to realize that discovery centre is more like about singapore future, its technologies and weapons, the singapore armed forces...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTawjOv7eI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kUc3tD944Wg/s1600-h/100_1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243556393791778274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTawjOv7eI/AAAAAAAAAiM/kUc3tD944Wg/s400/100_1110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; (pic above): Discovery is all about using ur senses, "hear what, see what, touch wat"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTacjyIqsI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fpXNZjfzRk8/s1600-h/100_1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243556050342816450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTacjyIqsI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fpXNZjfzRk8/s400/100_1090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; (Pic above): Nad on TV!! she is acting to be a news broadcaster. Broadcasting about the history of TV in singapore...errr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTZ7CC6sjI/AAAAAAAAAh8/MiDg3IRVPOU/s1600-h/100_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243555474350715442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTZ7CC6sjI/AAAAAAAAAh8/MiDg3IRVPOU/s400/100_1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;We built Singapore...we decide where to put the HDB flats, neighbourhood post, hospital , hotel..and this is what we have done so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTZuo1pW9I/AAAAAAAAAh0/SG7xJlmgziU/s1600-h/100_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243555261425736658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTZuo1pW9I/AAAAAAAAAh0/SG7xJlmgziU/s400/100_1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTZVciUGXI/AAAAAAAAAhs/nVnDskHuRg4/s1600-h/100_1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243554828626696562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTZVciUGXI/AAAAAAAAAhs/nVnDskHuRg4/s400/100_1074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTZKIQhHSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/2XVhHqsXCN0/s1600-h/100_1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243554634204781858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTZKIQhHSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/2XVhHqsXCN0/s400/100_1073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (pic above): Ok...i am stepping at one part in singapore i think i am stepping at bukit batok...LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243181718014512754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMOF_jMTznI/AAAAAAAAAg0/tqFX6H2jQ5E/s400/100_1036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Peace.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTXfzFVcAI/AAAAAAAAAg8/pGSw-v48mB0/s1600-h/100_1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243552807454601218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTXfzFVcAI/AAAAAAAAAg8/pGSw-v48mB0/s400/100_1035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pic above): Trying to be lame b4 we leave SDC, so we put our names at this black board we found in SDC...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-4492244080925554502?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4492244080925554502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=4492244080925554502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/4492244080925554502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/4492244080925554502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/sdc.html' title='SDC'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SMTbqDNvwvI/AAAAAAAAAiU/ST9Tike_8-4/s72-c/100_1047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-306033804799306110</id><published>2008-08-22T22:36:00.032+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:24:58.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Experience Madness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7QN2tjUYI/AAAAAAAAAds/uR_8z-CDwd8/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237352353121915266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="282" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7QN2tjUYI/AAAAAAAAAds/uR_8z-CDwd8/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" width="423" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt; Entering Sofitel Hotel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237353167416554194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7Q9QMhctI/AAAAAAAAAd8/e9rmNxjfU2k/s400/100_0938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic(above): after looking around the hotel for a while, Ms Linda call our names out to give us the hotel card key. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237352812210302962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7Qok8wL_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/h7oH-A23Wjw/s400/100_0934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic(above): i saw this thing above me. I said to myself ,"a bar..wow..i've never had a drink in a bar before, maybe drink orange juice or something..lol". i was hoping to have a drink in a bar one day but dun bother much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237356777152061986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7UPXgiIiI/AAAAAAAAAeE/TAwnWisXCHo/s400/100_0942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic(above): To my surprise, Mr mohan wanted to treat us a drink to the bar. We didn't ask for it but he just want to treat us.Hehe! what a day... but he also treat some of the year 3 in the pic below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238369413511308066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLJtOj6c4yI/AAAAAAAAAfc/L_grwqSWBvY/s400/100_0940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Next morning, we have to wake up at 5:30am because at 6am, we are suppossed to have our breakfast. To eat breakfast at 6 am? can you imagine? So early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238368364692873346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 492px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="343" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLJsRgwpoII/AAAAAAAAAfM/bATV624CLUw/s400/IMG_8368.JPG" width="656" border="0" /&gt;Pic(above): the team of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238373977136404306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLJxYMvdl1I/AAAAAAAAAfk/QQ8QC-dKejw/s400/100_0982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic(above): this is a room where they will first tell us what to do then, keep telling us about safety. safety, safety... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237363661143102146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7agEX5UsI/AAAAAAAAAek/D5j9Io7ExR8/s400/100_0979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic(above): As we we walking towards the tarmac, this is the first thing that capture my eye.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;it's written so damn big..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;if i stand like 5 metres away, i think i can still see the words. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238377138606547090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLJ0QOIroJI/AAAAAAAAAfs/CU4EhkfenHs/s400/IMG_8371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic(above): we are given a checklist. Everyone in my team were moving around the plane and do the checking together. So, we have to check every part of the plane is working, check the fuel level, no leaking...etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238377373936193506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLJ0d6zpD-I/AAAAAAAAAf0/FT3CGZMr4c8/s400/IMG_8374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pic(above): the flying instructor showing us how to check fuel level of a Cessna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pic(below): refuelling a Piper Warrior...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237754335745871698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLA90UrlD1I/AAAAAAAAAes/OUHIa9Nlb08/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pic(below): this is where there are tons of fuel here. this thing is like Caltex for planes, where they get fuel for refuelling.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238379417215846914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLJ2U2neSgI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Ztxu0bIdQd4/s400/IMG_8449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237755198873023058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLA-mkFIMlI/AAAAAAAAAe0/anZwwYeGex4/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pic(above): giving us some insights about what is inside the Piper Warrior plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237362532486357362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7ZeXzKIXI/AAAAAAAAAeU/hf9BQnrpXV0/s400/IMG_8370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic(above): checking if the fuel is contaminated with water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237363158351365362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7aCzVARPI/AAAAAAAAAec/NVS8Ys262R8/s400/IMG_8401.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pic(above): Ladies first!..hehehe...we fly first..yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238395187302974578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLKEqyxPRHI/AAAAAAAAAgk/YWLlQmHQBg8/s400/100_0971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pic(above) : Aircraft instruments...Any instruments look familiar to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238392940675073250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLKCoBbaBOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qxNl6G8NyKg/s400/IMG_8412.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We fly to Kota tinggi at about 1.5 feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238393423141414706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLKDEGwWJzI/AAAAAAAAAgU/aShmLhhNKFo/s400/IMG_8410.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238394540455330978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLKEFJEvhKI/AAAAAAAAAgc/lSHCZPmSoas/s400/IMG_8404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238385007349818242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLJ7aPfRY4I/AAAAAAAAAgE/G9AlNXUOh30/s400/IMG_8439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic(above): when we were about to take off, we have to stand by because the A380 is landing and then it take off again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I heard that there are students in that A380 who are learning to fly, take off and land the A380. So, they are having their training here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237756869064201634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 514px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 406px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLBAHyBvFaI/AAAAAAAAAe8/AWDU49wkuGo/s400/IMG_8447.JPG" width="480" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pic(above): My closest pals during the trip,to my right is Maverick and to my left is Wolfman...&lt;br /&gt;They are doing marshalling, some of us are doing flight planning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238366995294811186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLJrBzWtdDI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Uv2Yy1ElrU4/s400/100_0990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pic(above): after doing all the flying, marshalling, etc...., we decided to relax for a while, chit chat and see planes and helicopter land and take off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238396297470413922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLKFradyDGI/AAAAAAAAAgs/hBETySz4_jo/s400/100_0986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237360050360565586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7XN5KQP1I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Jsu1kxMDGvY/s400/IMG_8362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic(above): Went back to hotel, took a bath then went for our dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After dinner, i decided to go to sleep coz i was too tired and have to complete the worksheet they gave to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think some of the year 3 guys went to play bowling and pool...walao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238368825317480338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SLJssUuHV5I/AAAAAAAAAfU/0DBQ3sF9OL4/s400/IMG_8469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pic (above): last day of the trip... we had to do our presentation... One guy got sick and so, all of the 4 teams have to present in 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So, the total time for all 4 teams to present is only 30 minutes. this is even faster than presenting in RP. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7PcS5HPQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ZBZ-dKa_HAA/s1600-h/100_0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237351501693140226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 480px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="309" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7PcS5HPQI/AAAAAAAAAdk/ZBZ-dKa_HAA/s400/100_0931.JPG" width="438" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-306033804799306110?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/306033804799306110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=306033804799306110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/306033804799306110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/306033804799306110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/flying-experience-madness.html' title='Flying Experience Madness...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SK7QN2tjUYI/AAAAAAAAAds/uR_8z-CDwd8/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-1082463565349780456</id><published>2008-08-19T08:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T02:07:04.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love n relationship'/><title type='text'>'Love' elective?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a name="love"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Straits Times, 18 August 2008&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love 101 proves top hit in class"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236023885902555682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SKoX-4quqiI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/qIKw-3kI2fc/s400/cohabitate.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pic(above): Topics such as &lt;strong&gt;cohabitation&lt;/strong&gt; are part of the 'love' elective at the Singapore Polytechnic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;STUDENTS are falling for the &lt;strong&gt;'love' elective&lt;/strong&gt; offered at two polytechnics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At Singapore Polytechnic (SP), 'Love relations for life - a journey of romance, love and sexuality' made the top 10 list of most popular general elective courses last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is in such demand that the polytechnic has doubled the number of available places from 360 last year to 720 this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At Ngee Ann Polytechnic, close to 400 students have sat for the elective on 'Understanding relationships: love and sexuality'&lt;/strong&gt;, introduced last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These 'love' courses aim to teach students all about love and relationships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Madam Sukie Tong, who teaches the elective at SP, told The Straits Times: 'The class is not about getting students to pair up, but teaching them relationship skills so that if and when they are in one, they can handle things better.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Skills to resolve conflicts, and&lt;strong&gt; lessons on why men and women think and react differently&lt;/strong&gt; are all part and parcel of the 15-week course, said Madam Tong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She added: 'Students say their relationships improved after they took the elective, for example, as they realised &lt;strong&gt;the importance of giving their boyfriends more space.&lt;/strong&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is so pleased by the success of the 'love' electives that it now wants to &lt;strong&gt;extend them to junior college students,&lt;/strong&gt; The Straits Times reported earlier this month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But why are students rushing to learn about love? They are not as starry-eyed as you might think. &lt;strong&gt;The elective is easy to score in&lt;/strong&gt;, say students interviewed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ng Zhi Xian, 19, said: &lt;strong&gt;'I took the elective to get an A. All my friends who took the elective scored an A.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;As Madam Tong put it: &lt;strong&gt;'Nobody has failed this elective yet&lt;/strong&gt;. It's impossible to fail unless you don't do any work at all.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My response&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I think this is a good module as in it gives tips on how to resolve conflicts and such…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Of course, most students will get A lar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;if there were to have a first record of student failing this module, i think there is something wrong with the student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;But I’m sure that if I am one of the students there, I will be debating there in the love elective. I will agree to some things in this elective but not all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, they encourage cohabitation. (cohabitation is when a couple decide to live together before they get married.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything can happen during cohabitation period like what if teenage cannot control their temptations and resort to having sex …by then, it’s not love but just lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that cohabitation helps to prevent divorce and such…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think cohabitation is not the only way to relsove conflicts but it is how well the couple communicate with each other, understanding, love, etc…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236660905429960674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="308" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SKxbWTVUB-I/AAAAAAAAAdc/_gB9xyEPsEY/s400/license-to-wed-300-300.jpg" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like in the movie ‘&lt;strong&gt;license to wed’&lt;/strong&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this movie, the couple cohabitate but at the end of the movie, what they realize is that all they have to do is to juz communicate to solve their problems.&lt;br /&gt;&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/7524659081503591987-1082463565349780456?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1082463565349780456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=1082463565349780456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1082463565349780456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1082463565349780456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-elective.html' title='&apos;Love&apos; elective?...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SKoX-4quqiI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/qIKw-3kI2fc/s72-c/cohabitate.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-7702927119309395491</id><published>2008-08-17T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:53:04.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bro Bdae present...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bought a perfume for my brother for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my mum was commenting, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“he has too many perfumes. Why buy perfume?” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe she does not want me to waste money because &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;she knows I will skip my lunch just to save money. Opps..hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235157945306332562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SKcEagkMPZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rzKZ2F5Ms80/s400/Picture%2520008%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, after I give the present to him, he kinda like it. He said,” adidas seh…waaah..”&lt;br /&gt;Glad he like it.&lt;br /&gt;Mum got jealous…hehe..alahai…then I tell her,” next year, your bdae, I buy for you also lar..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-7702927119309395491?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7702927119309395491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=7702927119309395491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7702927119309395491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7702927119309395491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/bro-bdae-present.html' title='Bro Bdae present...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SKcEagkMPZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/rzKZ2F5Ms80/s72-c/Picture%2520008%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-6245161483744547930</id><published>2008-08-08T10:59:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T11:29:04.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my class'/><title type='text'>Saying goodbye to E45K....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosh...can't believe that i'm writing this post while listening to the song "Goodbye" by spicegirls...haha..EMO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I remembered I wrote about my first week in school…and guess what now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It’s the last week of school...aww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maybe because the people in class is having so much fun together that didn’t realized time flies so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are E45K Moments…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233461738675584594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SKD9uSdbPlI/AAAAAAAAAcs/68PxfHQAR8Y/s400/Mcd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;At Mcdonalds....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231993357633290162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="304" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvGPQzvf7I/AAAAAAAAAb0/Jsb2nu82oOI/s400/DSC00173.JPG" width="408" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I still remember when I first come to this class…&lt;br /&gt;Most of the guys in the class know each other already…I think they know each other from the SEG camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231981545303899698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="341" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJu7fsc8_jI/AAAAAAAAAZk/uwRuvNQrjhA/s400/DSC00170.JPG" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233463664702092802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SKD_eZd7dgI/AAAAAAAAAc8/JBJjxVVgL5k/s400/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231982104417315346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJu8APT-qhI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/23_BKiQFj_c/s400/ST830138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know ain from airshow and I know jade from my last sem classmate.&lt;br /&gt;But still we were not so close yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But becoz the guys bond so well, we gurls also bond very well…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And we share a lot of secrets! Ahha..shhh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pic (below): Bollywood LOVERs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231991406469111682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvEdsJ834I/AAAAAAAAAbs/Yk_y5OPRz_4/s400/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvEViXeE9I/AAAAAAAAAbk/cS2m2h0kiQI/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231991266402505682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvEViXeE9I/AAAAAAAAAbk/cS2m2h0kiQI/s400/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pic(left): 3 tourists lost in Town...lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvEKCxelpI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Wf-umHSho3I/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvD_2KvrvI/AAAAAAAAAbU/RNwakKl1R4s/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvCSZzUP5I/AAAAAAAAAbM/23LlcVHAG1U/s1600-h/ST830149.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231989013540519826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvCSZzUP5I/AAAAAAAAAbM/23LlcVHAG1U/s400/ST830149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvCKJN7IPI/AAAAAAAAAbE/JsP2trKC0jo/s1600-h/ST830149.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Pic(right): the unbeatable player...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvB-gbi-DI/AAAAAAAAAa8/v9Dg-Az_xz0/s1600-h/ST830145.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231988671722485810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvB-gbi-DI/AAAAAAAAAa8/v9Dg-Az_xz0/s400/ST830145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pic(left): the best player for pool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvBuWMoZ1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/X2i5TotzSVo/s1600-h/ST830121.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231988394097665874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvBuWMoZ1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/X2i5TotzSVo/s400/ST830121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pic (right): Play bowling at SAFRA yishun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvBQmJvvNI/AAAAAAAAAas/2y7I0dpNoLk/s1600-h/ST830114.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231987882984455378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvBQmJvvNI/AAAAAAAAAas/2y7I0dpNoLk/s400/ST830114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pic (left): Zul aiming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232013737778333602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJvYxiw9x6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/hOrVdB0OgQ8/s400/ST830123.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pic(above): Will Zul make it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;                                                hmm...i dunno..U decide. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233462199156583522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SKD-JF4prGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/RuKN276fCV4/s400/vin.jpg" width="466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Pic(below): A few days ago....we went to shissha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231984291294049698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJu9_iEBdaI/AAAAAAAAAac/il-1P_xWA_0/s400/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pic(below): they look like dragons sia...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJu94zHSg4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/aC8Mcmt5CEk/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231984175612068738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJu94zHSg4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/aC8Mcmt5CEk/s400/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJu9qYRBLFI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pi1QUMoOhBg/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231983927886949458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJu9qYRBLFI/AAAAAAAAAaM/pi1QUMoOhBg/s400/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pic(below): do u think yantio is sleeping in this picture?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;the answer is NO..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJu9eCBEvbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/c2N69wiKOiY/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231983715756064178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJu9eCBEvbI/AAAAAAAAAaE/c2N69wiKOiY/s400/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Definitely, I will miss this class,E45K but what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Next semester, We have to changed class… all of us have to move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;We can’t stick to the past forever because time is moving forward and not backwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;So, let’s be prepared for the adventure, challenges &amp;amp; more surprises to come!&lt;br /&gt;Meet new friends, new class…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Dun worry, we still have msn to keep in contact with each other. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll end this post with a pic of the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"HOT HUNKS OF E45K"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231981712194741506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 466px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="307" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJu7paK1JQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/4rprHsBIAiw/s400/DSC00177.JPG" width="431" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-signing off : Dinah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-6245161483744547930?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6245161483744547930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=6245161483744547930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6245161483744547930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6245161483744547930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/saying-goodbye-to-e45k.html' title='Saying goodbye to E45K....'/><author><name>the addict</name><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/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SKD9uSdbPlI/AAAAAAAAAcs/68PxfHQAR8Y/s72-c/Mcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-452694588726777996</id><published>2008-08-03T22:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:33:48.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Adventurous Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday Night, watched the Mummy with jade, ain and zul...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like the yeti in the movie...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are so white and full of fur! haha..they are like big teddybear..during cold days, can keep me warm..lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230308202367140738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 496px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="289" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJXJmUPnw4I/AAAAAAAAAZY/j_fcktY6qfI/s400/mummy1.jpg" width="467" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after watching movie, i accompany ain coz she is waiting for her father to fetch her. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actually, i wanted to go home but reluctant to leave her alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, we sit at Mcdonalds and she went to buy sundae. While she was buying sundae, i was busy typing my RJ, too engrossed with RJ. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suddenly, someone asked " escuse me ma'am, are u busy with ur work?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i looked up, i was so shocked to see zacky!..all of a sudden, he was just infront of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then he ask about PP...and i did made alot of promises with him like having lunch, etc...but because of time and situation, i am not able fulfill that promises yet. Come to think of it, he is a a very mysterious guy...so full of secrets.haha...lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SATURDAY WAS FUN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me and my god sister, we didnt plan anything. we just go to town to walk around. we have no direction to go. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we explore the whole orchard...exhausted, running around just to find tanglin Mall..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know how to get to tanglin mall by bus...but if its from MRT station, im totally lost...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha..we took 2 hrs to explore around town..its like treasure hunt!...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had to rush down to Woodlands by 7pm becoz our parents are fetching us there...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230306436375582002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJXH_habFTI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/pX-OQNyuw34/s400/sis.bmp" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My gosh..thinking about when me and my godsister running at MRT station just to get to Woodlands on time...hahaha! kecoh habis..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are totally crazy people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~signing off , dinah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-452694588726777996?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/452694588726777996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=452694588726777996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/452694588726777996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/452694588726777996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/08/adventurous-weekend.html' title='Adventurous Weekend!!'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SJXJmUPnw4I/AAAAAAAAAZY/j_fcktY6qfI/s72-c/mummy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-2577826287114564506</id><published>2008-06-30T17:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:42:30.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's gone Bad !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SI8tlM0zktI/AAAAAAAAAZI/QxO4lP4ZlRA/s1600-h/buck_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228447809521554130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SI8tlM0zktI/AAAAAAAAAZI/QxO4lP4ZlRA/s400/buck_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom's gone to overseas, and i am gonna be bad at home...Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dun get me wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Things i would do when she is not around like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;-chatting till late at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;-watching DVD, comedy, action and thiller movies with popcorn and ice blended drinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;-cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;-doing the household chores my own way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;-jumping around the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;-put the TV or radio volume out loud...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My brother...all went out to work and come home late at night. so, i am all alone but i get to do things that i am not allowed to do when parents are around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;well..when parents are home, i have to be a good gurl which has to lead a boring , routine life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;every day, she will put malaysia channel which is RTM 1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;every weekend especially sundays is always the torturing day of the week, which is doing the household chores using my mom's way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;And her way of doing things is to do the work with no fun and doing it all in once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Which means after u sweep, it is a must, that you mop the whole house...btw, my mom uses a traditionally way of mopping... have u ever seen people mop using just wet cloth and hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;well..that's how i have to mop the house. grrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;when i have my own house, i am not going to continue moping the floor the traditional way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Coz its damn tiring and u will backache all over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Trust me..its not good for health.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;but she sometimes does allows to go out and chill out only after i do the house hold chores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;tat part, i like about about my mum and also when she cook rendang..hehe..trying to take some cooking tips from her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yum yum..can't wait for hari raya coz tats when she cook rendang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-2577826287114564506?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2577826287114564506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=2577826287114564506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2577826287114564506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2577826287114564506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-spend-money-but-enjoy.html' title='She&apos;s gone Bad !!!'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SI8tlM0zktI/AAAAAAAAAZI/QxO4lP4ZlRA/s72-c/buck_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-3619072093216251106</id><published>2008-06-20T15:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T18:35:23.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a crowd of different personalities in one game...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SFtn3zz7-nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/bJbKz4lyAoc/s1600-h/conditionAzeroC01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213875202109995634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SFtn3zz7-nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/bJbKz4lyAoc/s400/conditionAzeroC01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;a crowd of different&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;personalities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;TALENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;in one game??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the crowd i'm referring to is my classmates, E45K peepz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;people with different &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;personalities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; such as the &lt;strong&gt;'the joker'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, the 'studious' type , 'the metallica guy' , etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and with various &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too..like some are known to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;play soccer well, dance,sing, play bowling&lt;/span&gt;, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Different personalities &amp;amp; talents but yet all into one game which is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COUNTER STRIKE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213875548323683762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/SFtoL9jtnbI/AAAAAAAAAYw/_Kf2lHqT0Aw/s400/Counter-Strike_%2520Condition%2520Zero.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;bang2 here..bang2 there...and lots of shouting "fuck u", "cibai.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hahaha...almost everyone in the class play CS except me...lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;No worries...i will play CS with the class but just waiting for the right time....&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/7524659081503591987-3619072093216251106?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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it's a funny story but i like the fact that, the movie is trying to tell something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it's like there is a moral story behind it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it's about this young couple who make out, u noe..like intimacy and the gurl has to suffer through a lot of hardships....and also about being mature...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;and so, along the way, she finally realize that Love is not just about being close and intimate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;but it's more than tat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it's a gd movie....which even get nominated at the academy awards..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it's worth watching especially when you get to see the moral story behind it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it will cause you toreflect back about your life...&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/7524659081503591987-5137345804793984693?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5137345804793984693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=5137345804793984693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5137345804793984693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5137345804793984693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/intimacy-is-not-equal-to-love.html' title='intimacy is not equal to LOVE'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-280765599098329173</id><published>2008-05-06T09:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:29:12.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My inspiration person</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Today is analogue electronics lesson and it is soooo...Boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yesterday UT (understanding Test) was paper-based.&lt;br /&gt;it really reminds me of secondary school days where I did my 'O' levels.&lt;br /&gt;and my mind flash back to those days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i was thinking of Rusydi, the way he sit, write during examination period.&lt;br /&gt;his pen will easily run out of ink, and he will shake his pen up and down.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..no personal feelings about him but... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;whenever i am taking exams or test, my mind will always think of him.&lt;br /&gt;becoz..he is my inspiration when i'm doing my exams. he is always getting first for most of the subjects in class. thinking of him during test gives me motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden, my body automatically follow like the way he sit, write...my mind was so focus..all because i feel inspired by Rusydi.Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;well, there is more test to come..and..will be thinking of that inspiration person most of the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-280765599098329173?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/280765599098329173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=280765599098329173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/280765599098329173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/280765599098329173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-inspiration-person.html' title='My inspiration person'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-4346908239485130332</id><published>2008-04-25T18:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:34:19.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gosh...it's been so long...well..it's normal..me been busy with school and stuff..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if people say RP is easy compared to SP and NP, tel them " Bullshit!" PBL learning is not as easy as u think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we got projects to do. and we are graded every day...everyday, its not easy to get A everyday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we don't get answers from textbooks...we get answers from the internet and we need to makesure that the whatever in the website is a reliable source.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and sometimes we can't even find the website that we want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SP &amp;amp;NP, they all got textbooks infront of them..they don't need to think whether its reliable or not. they got lectures where they can get notes.. they can sleep during lecture, tutorial lesson...and study at home and they are just graded by exams. it's just like secondary school method. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiz...well..i believe one day RP will become a recognised school...just wait and see..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw, i have been sick,having headache, sorethroat,flu...all in one..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;alot of people are geting sick nowdays. my friends say its because of the wheather in singapore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;time to take medicine..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tmr labour day..No school! hooray.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Holiday, people!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-4346908239485130332?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4346908239485130332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=4346908239485130332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/4346908239485130332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/4346908239485130332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-day-in-my-life.html' title='Another day in my life'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-123381617503093010</id><published>2008-04-11T22:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T01:04:14.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my class'/><title type='text'>1st Week of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Week of sch has passed....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Same class with Zacky for 3 semesters...haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So far, i find my class quite FUN...all of us get along pretty well...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For 3 modules, all my faci's are guys...and for today faci's is......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187993779669353522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_902v4gxDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sT5xITnvygY/s400/Picture%2520014%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Female (pic above)..her name is Ms Aruna....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's quite demanding....in my team's ppt, we already have the circuit picture on the slides...but then, she expect us to draw the circuit on the white board...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At first, i was ok...i dun mind drawing...but then, she expect the drawing to be prefect and she will spot any missing line or circle in the circuit diagram that u draw on the board..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every slide, she will ask u at least one question...haiz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why do i waste so much energy putting the circuit pic on the slides when have to draw the circuit on the board?... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i knoe tat i need to draw the circuit diagram on the board, i will not do any ppt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Actually, i realise it's a gd thing that she make us draw...becoz we get to understand more about logic gates and learn...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is becoz sometimes when u draw it, it makes it more clearer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;during sch Break today, i watch a funny video of Rowan Atkinson from Luqman's Laptop, my classmate....it's Damn Funny, lar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after sch, watch "she's the Man" wif one of my classmate...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188000978034541634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_97Zv4gxEI/AAAAAAAAAXc/KKHvnhy_L9A/s400/shesthe+man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188001124063429714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_97iP4gxFI/AAAAAAAAAXk/tK1T2Dz7N8A/s400/shesthemanpubb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's a COOL movie...especially wif CHANNING TATUM acting in the movie...HEHE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime when i see him in the movie, i keep saying.."wah..he so handsome...hai..", and afterwards slap my own face so tat i will wake up from dream land...haha.lol...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok...i shall stop talking about Channing tatum or else i will end up not doing my RJ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Adios*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-123381617503093010?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/123381617503093010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=123381617503093010' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-6451277473284454843</id><published>2008-04-08T18:02:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:29:03.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spending my last week of sch holiday at...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tDV1NrE1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/JFCjRNB_KfU/s1600-h/100_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186813438188000082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="254" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tDV1NrE1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/JFCjRNB_KfU/s400/100_0801.JPG" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Changi Airport control tower &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;VS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surabaya Airport control tower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186816655118504834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tGRFNrE4I/AAAAAAAAAV8/-mzMeLA0g_I/s400/100_0825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Spend Last week of sch holiday at Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(below) this is Spore from the top view.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;took a plane to Surabaya..then took a train to my grandmother's village..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186813816145122146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tDr1NrE2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/wI2dHFjBLAc/s400/100_0820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186818166946993042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tHpFNrE5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/UGXPjtOE38I/s400/100_0835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;went to Madiun, indonesia to visit my grandmother....&lt;br /&gt;(above) the village that my grandmother lives look something like this ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at last i get to relax especially with the peaceful live in Madiun even though i lost my MP4 in Surabaya :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is less vehicle...no stress...breathe in fresh air rather than u breathe in exhaust fumes from vehicles..haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;living in the village can be peaceful...especially when school is going to start n a few days time.. it's a good time to be at somewhere where u can feel relax.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and u dun get to see chickens anywhere around ur house in Spore...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At one of my grandmother neighbours,have 2 huge cows..and a few goats.there was this one goat that keep following me around..i was quite shocked and a bit scared..i was wondering do i look like food to tat goat? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so...my uncle did something to distract the goat so tat it will stop following me. haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186824987355059202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tN2FNrFAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/C_3xw5eoR9E/s400/100_0872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 dyas later, i went to a mountainous place...it's something like Genting Highland but it's juz tat it does not have a theme park..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;without theme park but still, it was quite fun...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's called SARANGAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186818699522937762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tIIFNrE6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/_B9vbNOv0g8/s400/100_0837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186821925043377074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tLD1NrE7I/AAAAAAAAAWU/m4G8B-CuliI/s400/100_0840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i went to ride a horse...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after i ride this horse, i felt my butt itchy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder when is the last time this horse took a bath...hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and below is the SATAY MAN..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the satay meat that he is selling is rabbit meat..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i did not eat especially if it is rabbit meat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i wun swallow..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186822268640760770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tLX1NrE8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/kbJYhefRd3o/s400/100_0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186822998785201106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tMCVNrE9I/AAAAAAAAAWk/au69OQVVsg4/s400/100_0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then i saw a guy with a pushcart...and with the word "BAKSO"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so, i ate 2 bowls of Bakso..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it is so delicious...even though there is bakso selling at specific places in Singapore but still nothing can be compared to the one made in Indonesia..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then me and my mum took the speed boat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when we took the speed boat, we were kind of freezing actually..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186823617260491746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tMmVNrE-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/mHmYv1mYWTo/s400/100_0859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186942184127665186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_u4b1NrFCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/bM_CtdoGs7w/s400/100_0863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;reach Singapore on Sunday 6th april..&lt;br /&gt;the day before my first day of school...&lt;br /&gt;reach home at 11:30 pm..&lt;br /&gt;next morning, have to wake up at 5:30 am becoz sch start earlier for yr 2 students... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i felt so tired and was quite unprepared...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i still come to sch coz i dun wan to miss my first day of sch&lt;br /&gt;but luckily, first lesson for the module wasn't tat tough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-6451277473284454843?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6451277473284454843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=6451277473284454843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6451277473284454843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6451277473284454843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-to-indon.html' title='spending my last week of sch holiday at...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_tDV1NrE1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/JFCjRNB_KfU/s72-c/100_0801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-7400565002861263527</id><published>2008-04-07T16:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:19:24.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general stuffs'/><title type='text'>when i lost my Mp4, i realized...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_nnblNrE0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Hfq5hnoM31U/s1600-h/pravs-j-appreciate-simple-things.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186430906925781826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_nnblNrE0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Hfq5hnoM31U/s400/pravs-j-appreciate-simple-things.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt; My next trip was to Madiun...a city in indonesia...and guess wat.. i lost my Mp4 at indonesia... haiz..wat to do...&lt;br /&gt;when my mother &amp;amp; I took a train from madiun to Surabaya, i was in a rush to alight from the train and hence, i am not aware that my Mp4 is still at my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so upset when i realised that my Mp4 is lost. becoz tat Mp4 is a special gift by my brother when i get to passed all my 'O' level subjects. it contain sentimental value..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind was having so many bad thoughts about what had happen to my Mp4..but somehow, i felt that i should accept the fact that i lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why...why is this happening to me? why must it be that Mp4 that I lost?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i started thinking and recalling back the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life before i lost my Mp4, i always wanted so many things...such as latest hp, new earpiece..want this and that...things that i dun really need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becoz my hp is still working even though it can sometimes have problems texting msg. and i still have a earpiece tat is still working. but it's juz tat it's a bit old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186430696472384306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_nnPVNrEzI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qx0SPxU9yKI/s400/thankful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, i realise i dun want any of those but just my Mp4 back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is wat happens when you are ungrateful to the things we have or to the situation we are in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl always complain about...life is hard...hard to get a job...no money...always family problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's just obstacles tat everyone in this world have to go through. everyone have problems but it's juz how they handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we are facing difficulties, actually there are ppl who are worse than us. maybe some are fighting for food, water...or maybe can't even go to sch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever, we face a difficult situation, juz think of the good side and be grateful with wat u have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becoz if we always think our life is full of problems, we will never improve ourselves..and will nvr get to improve our endurance level when facing obstacles..&lt;br /&gt;and just by thinking too much about the problem and not solving it can cause us to ignore many little things in life that we ihould be grateful of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And to 'batu chick' : pls dun tell ur mum tat i lost my Mp4..coz she might accidentally blurt it out to my mother on the phone...:) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not tell my parents that i lost my Mp4 coz they will get worried and after tat pity me...&lt;br /&gt;which end up buying a new mp4 for me. i dun want this to happen coz it will make me feel guilty. and i lost my Mp4 is all due to my own carelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;there must be a reason why things/events happen...&lt;br /&gt;if i have not lost my Mp4, maybe until now, i wouldn't realise how grateful i am suppose to be to many things i life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now onwards, i have to live without an Mp4. i keep humming every where i go coz i am so use to listening to music most of the time. but i am grateful tat i can still listen to music from my laptop... :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/be_grateful_for_the_home_you_have-knowing_that_at/297621.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Be grateful for the home you have, knowing that at this moment, all you have is all you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/sarah_ban_breathnach/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sarah Ban 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href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-i-lost-my-mp4-i-realized.html' title='when i lost my Mp4, i realized...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R_nnblNrE0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Hfq5hnoM31U/s72-c/pravs-j-appreciate-simple-things.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-4213214400497147391</id><published>2008-03-26T11:51:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:44:44.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Jakarta, Melaka trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;School Holidays...feels quite relax..dun have to wake up early in the morning...dun have to worry about test...grades...hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i've just realise tat i've been traveling alot...first, i went to KL...then, to Jakarta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;travelling allows me to see the world in a different angle... sometimes you'll get to learn things that can't be found inside the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Went to Jakarta becoz my mum needs to settle some business issue..i'm not sure wat its about...but i am sure tat i did a lot of shopping there... bought some LV bags, t-shirts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182104393094992450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="184" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-qIfVNrEkI/AAAAAAAAATc/sxsVclHpwN4/s200/100_0739.JPG" width="225" border="0" /&gt; and meet my cousin who lives in a street called Bukit Kencana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And...A few days later after, went to Melaka/Malacca..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i did not stay that long in Melaka..only 3 days, 2 nights.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I did went to Melaka before but that was like 10 yrs ago... it was so long time ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melaka has changed alot! it has developed...and there are quite alot of shopping centres at the town of Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;first day, went for shopping at one of the shopping mall....one of them is called the Dataran Pahlawan... the things there are nice &amp;amp; affordable there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182278008557998866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-smZFNrExI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Cr-ml9z1QVs/s400/dahtaran+pahlawan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-nPE1NrEiI/AAAAAAAAATI/6tP8wFo1o4U/s1600-h/100_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181900528177320482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-nPE1NrEiI/AAAAAAAAATI/6tP8wFo1o4U/s320/100_0766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; This pic is a man on a 'becak'...i forgot wat they called it in English...Opps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But anyway, they use this 'becak' as a transport...u can try it wen u go Melaka one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm not so sure how the 'becak' looks like in other countries..but in Melaka, it looks so special. they decorate it with flowers... i saw some of them even look like some royalty palace...decorate all the 'becak' with gold color. too bad i did not get to take a pic of tat gold color becak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-nR3FNrEjI/AAAAAAAAATQ/1T0z3sdKkhw/s1600-h/100_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181903590489002546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-nR3FNrEjI/AAAAAAAAATQ/1T0z3sdKkhw/s320/100_0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;this is a very big damn shit.err..i mean ship.....it's so big..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it's actually a museum called Samudera Museum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-qK31NrElI/AAAAAAAAATk/yZRe0idWRKo/s1600-h/100_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182107013025043026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-qK31NrElI/AAAAAAAAATk/yZRe0idWRKo/s320/100_0756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ship looks like the one in the movie Pirates of the Caribbean...&lt;br /&gt;actually, you'll need to pay if u want to go inside this ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i did not go inside. coz I want to visit other places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sSClNrEmI/AAAAAAAAATs/GpZg0KMIPsI/s1600-h/100_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182255631778386530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sSClNrEmI/AAAAAAAAATs/GpZg0KMIPsI/s400/100_0757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There is a reason why it is built like a ship...there's a history behind it..and it's all written on the black stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it's stated on the black stone that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"The museum in the model of a Portuguese galleon reminds us of the ship “FLORA DE LA MAR”. it exhibits the maritime history of Malacca during the seven eras : THE FAMED MALAY SULTANATE ERA FROM THE 15TH CENTURY TO THE 1511 : THE PORTUGUESE ERA 1511 – 1641 : THE DUTCH ERA 1641 – 1795 : THE BRITISH ERA 1795 -1941 : MALAYSIA INDEPENDENCE ERA 1957 TO DATE.&lt;br /&gt;Herein lies in the Cargo hold the invaluable treasures of the nation, taken away by the colonial masters after they had conquered Malacca in 1511. But by the will of God, the ship sank on January 26, 1512 in the straits of Malacca on her voyage to Europe. This museum serves as a reminder that once the political power is lost. Hence, everything will be lost." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sn4FNrEyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/SsrCFB3-qyo/s1600-h/100_0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182279640645571362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sn4FNrEyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/SsrCFB3-qyo/s400/100_0753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me and my sis at the Masjid Kampung Hulu (Kampung hulu Mosque)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it was built in 1728(PS : gosh..1728?! tats like my great- great grandfather yr of birth!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;this mosque is said to be the oldest Mosque in Malaysia. Coool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182270376401113826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sfc1NrEuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/IMdasspHhKg/s400/100_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt; thic pic..hmm..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's called the STADTHUYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it was an official residence of the Dutch Govenor in 1650.. so, at that time the dutch stay ard this church...now, it has become a historic museum and they display many traditional bridal costumes in there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sU7lNrEpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/N2n2UYrrYUw/s1600-h/100_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182258810054185618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="221" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sU7lNrEpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/N2n2UYrrYUw/s400/100_0779.JPG" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hmm..coconut...yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sVWlNrEqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Tr8-BYCNqRs/s1600-h/100_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182259273910653602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sVWlNrEqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Tr8-BYCNqRs/s400/100_0785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wah..my sister really make me lose weight by going up the stairs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;in this pic..we almost reach the top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sWEVNrErI/AAAAAAAAAUU/U3EMqBdVDgM/s1600-h/100_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182260059889668786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sWEVNrErI/AAAAAAAAAUU/U3EMqBdVDgM/s400/100_0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ATLAST!! this is the last staircase that i have to take....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;do u realise tat the the staircase..one is made of stone and the other is made of red tiles? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the tiles are the new ones while the stones are the old ones...imagine how ppl in the olen days have to walk up the stairs that are made of stone...it must have been very slippery during rainy days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sXoFNrEsI/AAAAAAAAAUc/C0_RIOuGO-o/s1600-h/100_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182261773581619906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-sXoFNrEsI/AAAAAAAAAUc/C0_RIOuGO-o/s400/100_0789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Go all the way up just to see a tomb... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-slClNrEvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Na8MXULYxa0/s1600-h/100_0790.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182276522499314418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" height="302" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-slClNrEvI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Na8MXULYxa0/s400/100_0790.JPG" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;anyway...just an interesting hint..these tomb, the words can only be seen during the rainy days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;there was once, my brother was sent to Melaka to do treasure hunt with his working friends and they were supposed to read the words tat are written on the tomb... but they couldn't see the words... then his friend told him to spill water onto the tomb..and afterwards, the words can be seen...wooo..scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;there is so many other places tat i did not get to see but still, i had fun...as long as my mum buy me Pisang Goreng(fried banana)..everything will be ok. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;alamak...i've juz realized something in the pics...i forgot to change the date in my digital cam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;well..well..well..I'll continue with the next post on my next trip. I'm going to travel somewhere today....can't tell u where i'm goin...haha..surprise, surprise,surprise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;u'll have to wait for the next post.. * winking eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;“The use of traveling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.” - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samueljohnson.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Samuel Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-4213214400497147391?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4213214400497147391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=4213214400497147391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/4213214400497147391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/4213214400497147391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/jakarta-melaka-trip.html' title='Jakarta, Melaka trip...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-qIfVNrEkI/AAAAAAAAATc/sxsVclHpwN4/s72-c/100_0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-1900933535715540449</id><published>2008-03-24T12:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:39:22.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's life without confidence?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;     “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/if-my-mind-can-conceive-it-and-my-heart-can/362008.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it, I know I can achieve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-d36FNrEhI/AAAAAAAAAS8/JFRnfPhYu2k/s1600-h/self-esteem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181241736028688914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="311" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-d36FNrEhI/AAAAAAAAAS8/JFRnfPhYu2k/s400/self-esteem.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;last week, i called my friend who used my best friend in secondary sch 3 yrs ago but because we have to take a different route, we did not have time to interact more with each other like we used to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i called her, she told me everything, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;i felt very sorry for her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;both of us were in the same class until we are sec 4. when we are sec 4, we took our 'N' levels..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;unfortunately, she did not make for her 'N' level. So, we had to go to different classes. but the second time she took her 'N' levels, she made it. by that time, i had already taken my 'O' levels&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181241177682940418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-d3ZlNrEgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/uwr0Z8fsUFg/s400/AW_SelfEsteem.jpg" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;before she took 'O' level for the first time, she was very confident and i thought she would get better grades than me. becoz... i've never seen her so confident before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but i was wrong... she did not make it.she only passed 2 subjects...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;and so now, she had to take 'O' levels again, she told me that she have no confidence in herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i know her style of studying...since sec 1, she will not ask her teacher questions to clarify her doubts. she's too shy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;this is very difficult beoz if you don't ask, you will never get to know the answer and will never improve in your studies. not only in studies but anything in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone needs confidence in their life...for example, if you are a teacher/ taxi driver/ chef, u need confidence to teach, drive, cook...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;without confidence, you can't move on with life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;so...i told her that i am going to help her in building her self-esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i hope that by helping her to build her confidence level, she can at least make her passed all the 4 subjects tat she retake this yr ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-1900933535715540449?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1900933535715540449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=1900933535715540449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1900933535715540449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1900933535715540449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/whats-life-without-confidence.html' title='what&apos;s life without confidence?'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R-d36FNrEhI/AAAAAAAAAS8/JFRnfPhYu2k/s72-c/self-esteem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-6135667309242054483</id><published>2008-03-21T00:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:39:20.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Phew...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was thinking...should i tell my mum about how i feel about the blind date thing?..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ahh...it's better that i tell her..at least she knows.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, i decided to tell her about how i feel and how uncomfortable it can be for me and that guy to interact as normal..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at first, her eyes widen but then with my detailed and reasonable explanation, she understand..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phew...hehe.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a few days ago, i went to KL by bus... i would prefer to go to KL by train... even though it is 8 hrs travelling time, but it's very comfortable..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there will be like a bed for you to sleep...and by the time you wake up, you've reach KL. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, after taking this bus to KL, i think i will want to take this bus again when i go to KL next time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not just any bus. it's an aeroline bus. it's a double decker bus!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the fare is quite expensive but food is serve during the journey. there is even a lounge in the bus.. the lounge seats are nice soft sofa whereby you can strecth your legs..haha! tats wat i do for like 20 minutes, it feels like i am in my own living room. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the reason why i do it for only 20 minutes and not more than that is because a few people were looking at me..haha..lol..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the journey should take around 4 hrs... but because of that missing Masselamat, the policeman at the immigration is doing strict checking of each buses..hence, the travelling time to KL took around 6.5 hrs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, i take this opprtunity to watch 4 DVD movies. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember i said that there is a lounge? yup..so i watch the movies in the lounge..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they even let me choose what movie i want to watch! hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i watch national treasure, a french movie, freaky friday, etc..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the singapore immigration, i saw policeman checking every bus and policeman carrying weapons, guns...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wat if some guy happen to look like Masselamat, i think the policeman will just shoot him straight away. scary...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm..reason for going to KL is to attend some family function...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the fun part is when my family and I want to go back from KL to spore, we took the aeroline bus again!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and guess wat... i watch another 3 movies at the bus lounge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i watch john tucker must die, enchanted and tokyo drift..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;actually all these 3 movies i watched already, but i feel like watching it again since all the other movies are those that i have already watch and i know that it's quite boring...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but of all the movies, i love the movie, tokyo drift!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it has always been my favorite..too fast too furious is also my favorite!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love car racing stuff since i was 10 yrs old. when i was young, i would play car racing games and challenge with the guys...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at that time, the gurls don't want to play car racing games with me so i play with the boys. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;most of the time, i will be able to defeat the boys...yeah! coz i really practice alot..haha..was so obsessed with car racing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i always dream of being involved in a real car racing...i love nitro.. should i be involved?...hmm..maybe...maybe not..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay.. tat's all for today...i think i better stop before i continue typing even a longer post.. there's so much to tell..but i think i'll stop here for now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-6135667309242054483?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6135667309242054483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=6135667309242054483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6135667309242054483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6135667309242054483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/phew.html' title='Phew...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-959804206598618866</id><published>2008-03-11T22:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:09:08.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was packing my table and all of a sudden i saw these 5 thick exercise books in a small hiden cabinet.And these exercise bks are my diaries!! . During my secondary school years, i always write everything that happen on that day on my diary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gosh...it's like my life from sec 1 to sec 5..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So, i decided to stop packing my table and read my diaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i keep laughing at some of the pages because in those diaries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i talk about alot of ppl in my sch, my love life, my teachers, my 2 BESTFRIENDS!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i even wrote about being scolded by my physics teacher..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;during those yrs, we created names for our classmates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i remember me and my best friends are called as ' multi racial gang'... becoz the three of us are from different races...chinese, malay n indian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;there is a grp of boys known as "the Jacks"... there were 5 boys in the grp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;one of them was called 'jack and the beanstalk, jack on the elevator, jack...and so on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;all their name started with "jack". LoL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And there was one moment, i said to myself while reading my diary, "i can't believe i've said tat!"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;valentine's day cards..gosh, so embarrassing!(face turning red)..i can't believe wat i wrote in the valentine card... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;well, i guess this is all part of growing up..HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-959804206598618866?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/959804206598618866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=959804206598618866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/959804206598618866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/959804206598618866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/growing-up.html' title='Growing up'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-7761547551415846123</id><published>2008-03-08T19:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T12:04:51.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><title type='text'>A blind date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Is ‘blind date’ still happening at this era?&lt;br /&gt;I thought it does not happen anymore but it did happen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;My mum arranged a ‘blind date’ without even telling me.&lt;br /&gt;That is so unfair. I met with the guy called Lan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i did not even know it was a blind date...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The first day, when I first see him, he wasn’t happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;But end up, we interact well. We talked most about school stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i talked to him liked how i talk to other people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;jus being normal around him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;But a few days after tat, I realize my mum is trying to put me and him together.&lt;br /&gt;Lan's dad is also trying to make us together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;My mum keep telling me “I think he likes you..”&lt;br /&gt;Which I dun think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;A few months later, which is this month,March ’08..&lt;br /&gt;We met again. But now, we are not talking to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;His dad and my mum have a hard time talking to each other because they see us not talking to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;They feel restless and my mum keep asking me why I don’t talk to him at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I said “ I don’t know..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Until now, she still force me to talk to him. She demand me to call him. She pressed the number on the phone for me and kind of demand me to talk to him on the phone. She raised her voice when I say “NO..” and she will still want me to talk to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;in the end, i still have to talk to him and the phone and it made me sound like some desperate girl. surprisingly,he didn’t even call me or sms me once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;My mother suddenly came and talk to me that she thinks Lan is scared of his father. “I think he get scolded by his father and brother for not calling you", she said to me personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I said to myself, “his brother scolded him? What for? His brother doesn’t even know me. this is definitely a set up. No wonder when we first met, Lan wasn’t really happy to see me..i gues he is also being forced to date with me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Gosh…we both are in the same situation. HaHa.. I guess he is also being forced to call me. his dad scolded him for not calling me and my mum scolded me for not calling him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;She told me once before,” maybe you can be friends with him..who knows you might fall in love and get married to him in the future…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Becoz of this sentence that she said, it has made me not to talk to him at all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;She set up a blind date without telling me and then now, talk about marriage!&lt;br /&gt;What is this?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;well, i dun mind being friends with him but geting married...tat's like too fast for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;But Hey..come on..i’m just 19 yrs old.. I want to find on my own..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;But if she were to set up another blind date again, I think I will run away from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I am too young to deal with this ‘blind date’ thing… if I am 30 and still not married, I don’t mind going for a blind date but still I won’t comfortable…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Arghh!! Can someone give me a better suggestion to deal with this problem?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-7761547551415846123?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7761547551415846123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=7761547551415846123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7761547551415846123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7761547551415846123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/blind-date.html' title='A blind date'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-796373661967866818</id><published>2008-03-05T12:40:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:48:12.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><title type='text'>Culture SHOCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;today's just gonna share with you a new phrase tat i have learn from my uncle who is from KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i just found out that there is such word as 'culture shock'...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;actually, when he say the word "culture shock", it reminds me of culture module...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i kind of miss culture module. i get to learn meaningful things.. those who go to RP, you know what is culture module all about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174121046344850306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R84rrZBB24I/AAAAAAAAASE/-VG4mRpNWCU/s400/cultureshock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it is a term used to describe the feelings of surprise, disorientation, confusion, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's felt when people have to live within an entirely different cultural such as a foreign country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sometimes, just becoz he/she cannot cope/adapt in the new culture, it can even cause the person to not know what is appropriate or what is not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://climbtothestars.org/archives/2006/08/14/culture-shock-in-second-life/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;http://climbtothestars.org/archives/2006/08/14/culture-shock-in-second-life/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-796373661967866818?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/796373661967866818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=796373661967866818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/796373661967866818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/796373661967866818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/culture-shock.html' title='Culture SHOCK'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R84rrZBB24I/AAAAAAAAASE/-VG4mRpNWCU/s72-c/cultureshock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-7094746097614890269</id><published>2008-03-01T23:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T13:23:35.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>JLO gave birth and HSM 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;today, i've heard quite a handful of news happening...&lt;br /&gt;according to what i read in the magazine... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Lopez, gave birth to twins...one girl and the other is a boy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;the twins are named Emme and Max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the media are paying her 6 million to 7 million just to take a picture of her babies..&lt;br /&gt;Wow, she's making money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, she is my favourite because in every concert that she used to performed, she will make sure it is 100% or maybe even 200% excellent.. she will put in so much effort to give the best performance... even though she was pregnant, she make it for her concert (the pic below..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174595322403478434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="354" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R8_bB5BB26I/AAAAAAAAASU/eM8UjbxZIZE/s400/jennifer-lopez-in-concert.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt; hmm..She put on weight..hehe..but she still look great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174595927993867186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R8_blJBB27I/AAAAAAAAASc/MIoZeOo5L5I/s400/jlo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i read in teen's magazine that there is going to be (HSM) high school musical 3....they seriously going to make another one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174593960898845586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="332" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R8_ZypBB25I/AAAAAAAAASM/mqSd3adwI3Y/s400/hsm.bmp" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will be much better than high school musical 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be 12 midnight soon...gotta go to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;before i end this post, i'll share with you a joke that i just read from the internet.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;but i dun really find it tat funny,actually..Haha..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called, &lt;strong&gt;"the Devil You know"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;One bright, beautiful Sunday morning, everyone in tiny Smithville wakes up early and goes to their local church. Before the service starts, the townspeople sit in their pews and talk about their lives, their families, etc. Suddenly, at the altar, Satan appears! Everyone starts screaming and running for the front entrance, trampling each other in their frantic efforts to get away from Evil Incarnate. Soon, everyone is evacuated from the church except for one man, who sits calmly in his pew, seemingly oblivious to the fact that God's ultimate enemy is in his presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan approaches the man and says, "Hey, don't you know who I am?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man says, "Yep, sure do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan asks, "Well, aren't you afraid of me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man says, "Nope, sure ain't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan, perturbed, says, "And why aren't you afraid of me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I've been married to your sister for 25 years."&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/7524659081503591987-7094746097614890269?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7094746097614890269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=7094746097614890269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7094746097614890269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7094746097614890269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/jlo-give-birth-and-hsm-3.html' title='JLO gave birth and HSM 3'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R8_bB5BB26I/AAAAAAAAASU/eM8UjbxZIZE/s72-c/jennifer-lopez-in-concert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-130242954913485169</id><published>2008-02-28T21:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:21:48.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><title type='text'>why can't i just be myself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My parents keep saying that i can't wear this and that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i bought some clothes and my mum say, "ppl who wear these clothes loves fashion and it doesn't suits you becoz u are in engineering course..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i just choose tees that have designs on it..tat's all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she says ppl who take engineering course wears plain t-shirt, look plain and simple and nerd...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was like, "Maaa...that's not true.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is stereotyping..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's up to every individual to dress what they want...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;but guess wat, i will still buy the clothes tat i like...HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/7524659081503591987-130242954913485169?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/130242954913485169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=130242954913485169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/130242954913485169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/130242954913485169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-cant-i-just-be-myself.html' title='why can&apos;t i just be myself?'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-8684150933898606061</id><published>2008-02-27T19:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:57:52.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>celebritie twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R8VFw-Q7kqI/AAAAAAAAARg/HQL05gKteno/s1600-h/parie.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171616454754931362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="264" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R8VFw-Q7kqI/AAAAAAAAARg/HQL05gKteno/s400/parie.gif" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Paris hilton have a twin sister? that was my first impression when i look at the photo below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its a pic of paris &amp;amp; Chantelle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171617167719502514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R8VGaeQ7krI/AAAAAAAAARo/FX7hjkSutrM/s400/paris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, apperently, they are not twin sister....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;they just happen to look alike....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Chantelle is the first 'non-celebrity' to feature in the TV reality show of Celebrity Big brother in 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171617833439433410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R8VHBOQ7ksI/AAAAAAAAARw/n4Da4BBZr54/s400/parisss.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Another look alike celebrity i know is adam sandler and Jason biggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;if i'm not wrong, jason biggs acted in american pie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171623648825152210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R8VMTuQ7ktI/AAAAAAAAAR4/WKlOi2OU0Ws/s400/jasonadam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;these two kinda have the same features...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;their nose kinda looks the same...LoL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and they even share the same pose by putting their hands in their pocket..&lt;br /&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/7524659081503591987-8684150933898606061?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8684150933898606061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=8684150933898606061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8684150933898606061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8684150933898606061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/celebritie-twins.html' title='celebritie twins'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R8VFw-Q7kqI/AAAAAAAAARg/HQL05gKteno/s72-c/parie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-2735704209538188995</id><published>2008-02-26T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:53:59.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the way girls are when in relationship..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i was surfing the net and i found this interesting blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its about "why you should start all relationship as casual.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i find the post very true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;well, there is other interesting post in the blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;this is the link : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://approachanxiety.com/?cat=3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://approachanxiety.com/?cat=3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;tell me what you think about it after you read the blog...ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-2735704209538188995?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2735704209538188995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=2735704209538188995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2735704209538188995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2735704209538188995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/way-girls-think.html' title='the way girls are when in relationship..'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-2558672048898977809</id><published>2008-02-18T15:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T13:26:12.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love n relationship'/><title type='text'>15 signals that he/she interested in you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was listening to all my friends talking about their crushes...and they are wondering if their crush ever likes them.. then i start to wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;how does she knows tat he likes her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is what i found out from the website.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;they say it's true...can say the guys have shown then around 10 signals out of the 15...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;15 signals that will help you decide if the man or woman you are attracted to -- or are with -- loves you or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;1. He/she shows interest in your life - asks about your day, family, friends and work; remembers whatever say and do etc.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He/she knows exactly what makes you smile, feel special and taken care of;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He/she is very affectionate, attentive, sensitive, considerate and cares about your needs, wants and desires;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He/she calls you just because he/she was thinking about you, misses you, or just felt like it etc.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He/she wants to spend as much with you as is possible - clears up his/her busy schedule and makes plans just for you, travels long distances just to be with you etc.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He/she talks to you about things he/she doesn't talk about with anybody else;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He/she walks that special extra mile just for you - shares your interests even if he/she doesn't like what you like, puts aside what they could be doing just to talk, listen or do something for you instead etc.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;8. He/she tells you how wonderful you make him/her feel and how having you in his/her life enriches it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He/she does small unexpected things to pleasantly surprise you- sends an email message, shows up at your workplace, gets you something you always wanted etc.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He/she loves and enjoys being physically close to you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. He/she takes time to choose his/her gifts for you - regardless of the price tag;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. He/she gives without being asked and accepts from you with gratitude;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. He/she wants a future with you in it – talks about it and plans for it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. He/she tells you he/she loves you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You just know it – no doubting, no questioning, no wondering, no convincing or trying to make him/her love you and no strings attached. You look into his/her eyes and you know it. Something inside of you just knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is taken from : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchwarp.com/swa145379.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://searchwarp.com/swa145379&lt;/span&gt;.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-2558672048898977809?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2558672048898977809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=2558672048898977809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2558672048898977809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2558672048898977809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/15-signals-that-heshe-interested-in-you.html' title='15 signals that he/she interested in you?'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-3860964989690948500</id><published>2008-02-16T19:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T13:34:50.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentines day GAME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R7bRHeQ7koI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Cpo6WQixTPY/s1600-h/2863443450011778759UQpdGo_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167547548767588994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R7bRHeQ7koI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Cpo6WQixTPY/s400/2863443450011778759UQpdGo_fs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; valentines day? hmm..i dun really celebrate it..&lt;br /&gt;all my friends asking me out and wondering, what are we goin to do...&lt;br /&gt;i mean even though, we dun celebrate it.. there is surely an activity we can do..&lt;br /&gt;i decided to play a game with my friends after we went for shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i want to share with you how to play VALENTINE DAY GAME...&lt;br /&gt;try it....it gonna be so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to play:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give each player a piece of paper and a pencil.&lt;br /&gt;Explain to them that they are working as a team to write a Love Story section by section.&lt;br /&gt;Each player writes a portion of the story as per your instructions.&lt;br /&gt;After each instruction the papers are folded and passed to the next writer.&lt;br /&gt;When the instructions are completed, each player/writer will have a story in their hands.&lt;br /&gt;Take turns unfolding the papers and reading the stories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suggested writing instructions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl Character’s name –&gt;pass&lt;br /&gt;Description of Girl –&gt;pass&lt;br /&gt;Boy character’s name –&gt;pass&lt;br /&gt;Description of him–&gt;pass&lt;br /&gt;How the boy and girl meet–&gt;pass&lt;br /&gt;First words boy said to girl–&gt;pass&lt;br /&gt;How she replied–&gt;pass&lt;br /&gt;What happened next–&gt;pass&lt;br /&gt;What did their friends say/do? –&gt;pass&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other options for plot turns:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the neighbors say ?&lt;br /&gt;What happened on their first Date?&lt;br /&gt;Where did they get married ? Kids ? Pets ? Adventures ?&lt;br /&gt;What did the newspaper print about them ?&lt;br /&gt;Use famous people and places.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so we sit at Mcdonalds and i tell them the instructions of playing the game..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hmm, it turned out well and it was damn fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were all laughing out loudly at mcdonalds coz we make funny stories..n some people look at us...&lt;br /&gt;maybe they think me and my friends are crazy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-3860964989690948500?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3860964989690948500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=3860964989690948500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/3860964989690948500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/3860964989690948500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day-game.html' title='happy valentines day GAME!'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R7bRHeQ7koI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Cpo6WQixTPY/s72-c/2863443450011778759UQpdGo_fs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-7186392014755723176</id><published>2008-02-11T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T12:22:34.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grateful there is someone to cheer me up when i'm sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am soo..having a bad flu today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im sick.. i guess becoz early in the morning, it was raining heavily..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and plus the fan was switched on the whole night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so that was the main cause of my flu today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and when i woke up, i said..."ACHOOO!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haiz..when i am sick, i am so weak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my body isn't weak but it is my mind...i feel like my head feels so heavy that it feels like being on a pillow for the whole day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Gosh. i am sooo... lazy to do housework today becoz i'm having flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when i am sick, dun force me to think but motivate me to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so, tat's wat my family did today...trying to motivate me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my mum tried to cheer me up by singing the karaoke songs that i like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she ROCK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and plus my brother who came back home for a while and woke me up when i was taking an evening nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He help me wash the dishes...awww...thanks, bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I watched 'Bratz' today...it did cheer me up. And suddenly, i realized...that one character of the Bratz, Jade is like my personality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Gurlz, to find out if ur personality is inside the story, watch the movie "BRATZ"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165713017911611970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R7BMnuQ7kkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HxpN6EOUBNM/s400/jade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;btw, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;the moral of the story is " to always be yourself!" and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;in this story, it shows how friendship is a big deal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&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/7524659081503591987-7186392014755723176?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7186392014755723176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=7186392014755723176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7186392014755723176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7186392014755723176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-sickof.html' title='grateful there is someone to cheer me up when i&apos;m sick'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R7BMnuQ7kkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HxpN6EOUBNM/s72-c/jade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-7983008194766883659</id><published>2008-02-10T15:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:06:48.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BaTaM'/><title type='text'>Chinese New year holidays at Batam?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My cousin,her sis &amp;amp; mom, my mom and I decided to spent 2 days, I night to celebrate our Chinese New Year holidays in Batam!...LoL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My cousin, Nurul and I went shopping, eat at A&amp;amp;W*(reminds me of my childhood times when eating in A&amp;amp;W), we cam whore like as if its goin to be our first and last trip to Batam..LOL! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all sleep at a hotel which is called ‘puri Garden’&lt;br /&gt;I can say the hotel room is like 4 star or 3 star... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It was all good except fot the hotel breakfast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the next day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After eating breakfast, went to the hyper market at Nagoya…&lt;br /&gt;Nurul and I went for SHOPPING again but this time our parents shop too!haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i buy so many shirts from batam..and one cool sunglasses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At 4:10pm, we have to board the boat to go back to S’pore.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the first boat that I took from spore to Batam coz it was more spacious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after we reached Spore, my brother fetch us &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and ask if we want to see fireworks at esplanade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who in a world would say NO to fireworks?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of course, i want to see the fireworks... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even though i was quite tired tat moment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, we went esplanade… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;fireworks was soo cool and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was a very nice view..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it would have been great if i could share that nice view with someone special...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-7983008194766883659?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7983008194766883659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=7983008194766883659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7983008194766883659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7983008194766883659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/celebrate-cny-at-batam.html' title='Chinese New year holidays at Batam?!!'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-5529322650673468221</id><published>2008-02-05T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:07:20.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FYI'/><title type='text'>Wet market is going to be extinct soon…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Early in the morning, I get fed up with the wet market.&lt;br /&gt;It is so disorganized and people don't wait for their turn to pay their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;My mother say……&lt;br /&gt;The wet market might be demolished. It will change to all supermarket in 10 to 20 years from now…&lt;br /&gt;And when we need something from the supermarket, we can use online too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;COOL...&lt;br /&gt;Supermarket like Fairprice, cold storage are already doing it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Check out this fairprice online Grocery! There’s delivery and other stuff!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;http://www.fairprice.com.sg/Faq.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-5529322650673468221?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5529322650673468221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=5529322650673468221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5529322650673468221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5529322650673468221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/wet-market-is-going-to-be-extinct-soon.html' title='Wet market is going to be extinct soon…'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-5642329067640304469</id><published>2008-02-05T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:08:19.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLOGTHINGS'/><title type='text'>someTHING i found out in BLOGTHINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163750056702410610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R6lTUV6mf3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/3Ssz6Mc22EY/s400/delete+now+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;DINAH&lt;/span&gt; Communicate &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;USING HER&lt;/span&gt; Body &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(PS: really, meh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This isn't as bad as it sounds, it just means that you're a "touchy-feely" person.You need a lot of affection in your life. And for you, this means both giving and receiving little touches.Warm hearted, you bond with people easily. In fact, you often feel a little sad when you're not in the company of others.A little moody, you tend to be controlled by your emotions. But a bit hug always comforts you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dinah's response: hmmm....after reading, seems like only some of it are true..LoL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IF INTERESTED TO SEE MORE ABOUT BLOG THINGS, U MAY GO TO THIS LINK***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/"&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-5642329067640304469?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5642329067640304469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=5642329067640304469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5642329067640304469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5642329067640304469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/something-i-found-out-in-blogthings.html' title='someTHING i found out in BLOGTHINGS'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R6lTUV6mf3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/3Ssz6Mc22EY/s72-c/delete+now+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-1465379538465239211</id><published>2008-02-04T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:36:38.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horoscope'/><title type='text'>Hey.."Virgo LAdy"...that's me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;all these horoscope thingy...&lt;br /&gt;Well, i dun really believe everything they say..coz horoscope are just assumptions made by research..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not all the things are really true. but i find reading horoscope interesting...&lt;br /&gt;So this is what i found out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slim woman who walks with confident. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(PS : sometimes)&lt;/span&gt; She has an egg shape facial structure, high and round forehead. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(PS: very true)&lt;/span&gt; She likes to look straight as if she is searching. She is not a pretentious type and will always saywhat she thinks. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(PS: yup, i will always say what i think..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You will see Virgo woman walks fast.(&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;PS : yes...of course! i hate to walk very slow..) &lt;/span&gt;She will try her best to be perfect, to look perfect and to feel perfect even though there is no such perfection. She is very delicate of what and how she dress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Ps: hmm..sometimes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;If she finds her dream man, she will not go away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(PS: yes, still looking for my dream guy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;If she does not like you, she will always keep a certain distant. Act proper and appropriate is her discipline. She does not like and can not stand bad languages, cursing words or phrase. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(PS: true...i dun like people who keep saying bad words..it irritates me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;she can slip and say something unpredictable and unbearable to you too. When she stops getting mad, she will totally forget what she just said and be an angle again. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(ya..quite true..if i am angry, it will just be for a while..a few minutes, i will calm down.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to say sorry, make it brief and straight forward. Do not drag your apologetic words into a long making it up event; it could lead you to another world war. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(yes, pls...if you want to say sorry...just make ur reason brief and reasonable..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves books, stage play and music and likes to criticize about them too. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(PS : hmm..sometimes..i love  going to movies, library and concert too.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading horoscope can be quite interesting, especially when you realise some of it is ur personality, so try it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECK OUT UR HOROSCOPE THROUGH THIS LINK....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fantasyworld.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;http://fantasyworld.wordpress.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*IN THE WEBSITE, U CAN FIND UR HOROSCOPE UNDER THE CATEGORIES...AT THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE WEBSITE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-1465379538465239211?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1465379538465239211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=1465379538465239211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1465379538465239211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1465379538465239211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/heyvirgo-ladythats-me.html' title='Hey..&quot;Virgo LAdy&quot;...that&apos;s me!'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-2316198379693257820</id><published>2008-02-03T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:43:54.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my class'/><title type='text'>Gonna miss the "OLD" classmates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this post is for&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; E36Q&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;juz wanna let u guys know that i will never forget all the good times we had together....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;never will i forget u guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;thanks for being the best and happiest class i ever met.&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/7524659081503591987-2316198379693257820?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2316198379693257820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=2316198379693257820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2316198379693257820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/2316198379693257820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/gonna-miss-old-classmates.html' title='Gonna miss the &quot;OLD&quot; classmates...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-6718785692919491436</id><published>2008-01-17T09:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T19:54:42.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Home cooked food…Nice…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R46yuvabLQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/c6pGlVrqsPo/s1600-h/mkn+indo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156255139456822530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="242" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R46yuvabLQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/c6pGlVrqsPo/s400/mkn+indo.jpg" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I realized that I like to bring home cook food to school nowdays..&lt;br /&gt;Home cook food is always delicious….&lt;br /&gt;Every day, there is always a variety in home cooked food.&lt;br /&gt;I get bored with food in school…&lt;br /&gt;Because, you know what you are going to expect because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you can choose what to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;However, for home cooked food, you can’t predict!&lt;br /&gt;It’s like a surprise to me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can’t really choose because it all depends on the food that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;your mother cook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;to me,&lt;br /&gt;Home cooked Food is always the best…&lt;br /&gt;It will make me happy in some ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-6718785692919491436?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6718785692919491436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=6718785692919491436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6718785692919491436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6718785692919491436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2008/01/home-cooked-foodnice.html' title='Home cooked food…Nice…'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R46yuvabLQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/c6pGlVrqsPo/s72-c/mkn+indo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-5311437961913447357</id><published>2007-12-24T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T14:39:42.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i Want for christmas is... Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;yahoo! Christmas means christmas Sale..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Guess wat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i bought a new bag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;soon new clothes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;then...all the new stuffs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;all on SALE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;So, hurry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;grab n buy all the things u always wanted before christmas WHILE STOCKS LAST!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;this is a great time for shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-5311437961913447357?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5311437961913447357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=5311437961913447357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5311437961913447357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5311437961913447357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-shopping.html' title='all i Want for christmas is... Shopping!'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-328238777292480289</id><published>2007-11-26T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T15:52:27.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Game plan, the movie…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R0oCi9oEqmI/AAAAAAAAANE/Au_wIrs5Ws0/s1600-h/the-game-plan-poster-425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136921124650920546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R0oCi9oEqmI/AAAAAAAAANE/Au_wIrs5Ws0/s400/the-game-plan-poster-425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Those who love touching story should watch this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My main reason why I watch this movie is because of the “ROCK”…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All I can summarize about this movie is that it is more about a father’s love.&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/7524659081503591987-328238777292480289?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/328238777292480289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=328238777292480289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/328238777292480289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/328238777292480289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/game-plan-movie.html' title='Game plan, the movie…'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R0oCi9oEqmI/AAAAAAAAANE/Au_wIrs5Ws0/s72-c/the-game-plan-poster-425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-6595696665705794836</id><published>2007-11-21T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T16:02:46.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>south park so cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R0QAadoEqjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Ntia9hk3S-g/s1600-h/dinah+dun+care.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135229929738512946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R0QAadoEqjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Ntia9hk3S-g/s400/dinah+dun+care.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;this is south park characters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i create it myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&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/7524659081503591987-6595696665705794836?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6595696665705794836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=6595696665705794836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6595696665705794836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6595696665705794836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/south-park-so-cute.html' title='south park so cute'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/R0QAadoEqjI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Ntia9hk3S-g/s72-c/dinah+dun+care.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-6798107766971637367</id><published>2007-11-20T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T11:11:38.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Long time ago....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long time ago in ancient Greece, there was a man named Socrates who was highly knowledgeable and an esteemed philosopher. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was approached by a fellow one day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;That person told Socrates that he has some information to tell him about his friend. Before he could even start talking about his friend, Socrates told him to take a test known as the Triple Filter Test.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first test was the filter of truth. Socrates asked him if the information he had was the truth. The person said that he had just heard it on the way and was not sure if it was the absolute truth. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The second filter was that of Goodness. He asked if the information was regarding anything good about his friend. The man said it was actually the opposite. The third filter was that of Usefulness. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Socrates asked if the information was useful to him in any way. The man replied in the negative. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Socrates then replied that when the information regarding a friend is not true, good or useful, then why it should be conveyed at all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The moral of the story is that you may always participate in loose gossip, but when it comes to your friends it is just not worth it. You know your friends better than others. So you must avoid talking behind the back of your dearest friends. It only leads to strained relations and shows that you are not reliable or trustworthy as a friend.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&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/7524659081503591987-6798107766971637367?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6798107766971637367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=6798107766971637367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6798107766971637367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6798107766971637367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-friends-are-precious-of-all.html' title='Long time ago....'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-6481121603674102706</id><published>2007-11-09T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T11:30:22.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can all those future husbands compromise?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was talking to my brother about house wife vs house husband thing and i remember him saying...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Guys wun look for girls who don't know how to be a house wife."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was like...Serious?!..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what if some guy is blinded by love, and dun care if the gurl doesn't do housework..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Who noes?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but still, my brother say," no such thing.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think Ladies are juz more capable in housework and multi tasking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but,can i compromise?...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my mother told me before that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"if your husband really loves you, he will help you do some of the housework.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Like maybe the guy mop the floor, then i will do the dishes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAHA...I Love to do the dishes! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;like maybe do the housework together rather than all the housework is done by the housewife alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wat do u think? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-6481121603674102706?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6481121603674102706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=6481121603674102706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6481121603674102706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6481121603674102706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/house-husband-or-house-wife.html' title='can all those future husbands compromise?'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-8278413827087149378</id><published>2007-11-06T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T15:55:25.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><title type='text'>tick, tick, tick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;these past few days, i feel that time passed by so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;by the time, i thought it was sunday.but actually it's monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and suddenly, today, it is already tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;when i go out to the shop nearby my house for a while, suddenly i realized that i have spent 2 hours or even more than tat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;i panic when i realized that time pass by faster than i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;like people always say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;"time waits for no one"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So guys, if you have a task to accomplish, do it now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Don't procrastinate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Time is preciousssss....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-8278413827087149378?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8278413827087149378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=8278413827087149378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8278413827087149378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8278413827087149378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-am-i-feeling-this-way.html' title='tick, tick, tick...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-369899683522734605</id><published>2007-11-04T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:26:41.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muthu'/><title type='text'>TATUM’s wives declared on MSN that they hate muthu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“muthu is ugly!” – ALL THE 3 WIVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“awwman fugly Muthu is so ugly that he deserves to mati” – 1ST WIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“YOU"RE FUGLY, muthu!” – 2nd wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“fugly muthu must die!!” – 3RD WIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;THIS CASE IS JUST ANOTHER VERSION OF THE MOVIE "JOHN TUCKER MUST DIE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;AND..apparently, it happens in real lfe to 3 RP students... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-369899683522734605?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/369899683522734605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=369899683522734605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/369899683522734605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/369899683522734605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/tatums-wives-declared-on-msn-that-they.html' title='TATUM’s wives declared on MSN that they hate muthu!'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-46730569807745050</id><published>2007-11-04T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:07:16.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my class'/><title type='text'>NOW holiday and I’m gonna miss my classmates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am gonna miss everyone in E36Q.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days where we make jokes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ikhlas&lt;/span&gt; funny faces,     &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kai’s &lt;/span&gt;racism jokes,     funny hot issues btw   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shameer n leon&lt;/span&gt; ,       &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wang lu’s&lt;/span&gt; funny facial expressions (her voice very funny),     &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; liyana&lt;/span&gt; loud voice,     miss teasing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nuyul,&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;douglas&lt;/span&gt; jokes(like totally),      miss the times where me n &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the tatum’s wives disturb MUTHU&lt;/span&gt; and so many more la…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Don’t know whether to go out as a class.&lt;br /&gt;Currently, we only have girls outing.&lt;br /&gt;About the outing, I hope there is no last minute family outing come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-46730569807745050?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/46730569807745050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=46730569807745050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/46730569807745050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/46730569807745050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-holiday-and-im-gonna-miss-my.html' title='NOW holiday and I’m gonna miss my classmates.'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-4259386267004151880</id><published>2007-10-22T17:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:31:08.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love n relationship'/><title type='text'>a handsome boyfriend = good life...well, think again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;today i am going to post about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;the difference between a good boyfriend and a good looking boyfriend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;this is what got me thinking today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;when i was young, i used to think that i only want a handsome boyfriend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;because it makes me popular in some way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;pathetic isn't it? haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;but it turn out that handsome guy is a playboy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;he cheated me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;what's the point of having a boyfriend who betrayed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;it doesn't make your life happier either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;then i decided...that a guy who is working...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;have his own schedule...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;some one who has his own stuff to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but then, he is very very busy working and breaks his promise alot of times, i will feel unhappy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and he buy me gifts like teddy bear and so on to cover up those promises that he break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but he still break the promise over and over again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and will buy me present every time he did a mistake&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;hmm, think again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Can MONEY buy LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;well, guess wat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;the answer is no..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;one day, i met with this guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;erm..he does not have a job yet...but he always make me smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;he always argue with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;that makes me think more about him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;hmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;well, maybe i will update about him in the later post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;coz now, its too soon to say..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-4259386267004151880?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4259386267004151880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=4259386267004151880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/4259386267004151880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/4259386267004151880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/gurlz-looking-for-handsome-boyfriend.html' title='a handsome boyfriend = good life...well, think again..'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-7835520693252267726</id><published>2007-10-15T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:48:04.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATION'/><title type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI...13 OCT 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJZG9kXJgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ovcLQ4zmquY/s1600-h/Picture%20048[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121253702414837250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJZG9kXJgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ovcLQ4zmquY/s400/Picture%2520048%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY SIS TENGAH SIBUK KEMAS RUMAH....HAIZ..*(penat..penat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: langsir hijau..lepas tu tukar jadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121254552818361890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJZ4dkXJiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/NHL8i-CKmok/s400/Picture%2520049%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;TUKAR JADI LANGSIR KUNING....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*(my mum says its not yellow but its gold color..hah..watever...they both look nearly the same)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJY6tkXJfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3kM70gI0s38/s1600-h/Picture%20047[1]"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121253491961439730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJY6tkXJfI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3kM70gI0s38/s320/Picture%2520047%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; jemur cadar kat dlm rumah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;berserak seh rumah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;PS: tak pe biar dinah yang kemas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;swoosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121253260033205730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJYtNkXJeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/AwZmAkhK-YA/s320/Picture%2520046%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAMPU KELAP KELIP..i not sure in english what it is called but i guess it is call as flourescent light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i purposely hang the lights to arouse the feeling of hari raya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121255248603063858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJag9kXJjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jpEZOO2rt68/s400/Picture%2520050%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hey...aku pun masak tau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*(mcm ye jer dinah nie)&lt;br /&gt;this is how my mum cook the ketupat and lepat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJYf9kXJdI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2PlD4uD7oMI/s1600-h/Picture%20040[1]"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121253032399939026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="290" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJYf9kXJdI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2PlD4uD7oMI/s320/Picture%2520040%5B1%5D" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LANGSIR BILIK ABG KU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i kinda like the bed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Nice cadar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AFTER ALL THE TIREDNESS AND ARGUING WITH MY ELDER SIS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;FIRST DAY, I WEARING MY BAJU KURUNG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121255489121232450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJau9kXJkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/5Aekar0D7sA/s400/Picture%2520038%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;this is my NEW baju kurung for the first day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&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/7524659081503591987-7835520693252267726?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7835520693252267726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=7835520693252267726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7835520693252267726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7835520693252267726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri13-oct-07.html' title='SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI...13 OCT 07'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RxJZG9kXJgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ovcLQ4zmquY/s72-c/Picture%2520048%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-1052888528472899433</id><published>2007-10-06T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:09:43.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>THE CULTURE of KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RwerOdkXJXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Fks4-COgIzc/s1600-h/IMGP0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118247766473516402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RwerOdkXJXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Fks4-COgIzc/s320/IMGP0561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;MERDEKA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 august, early morning dah sampai KL…haiz…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I come with a mission in KL which is to study the culture of Malaysians when they celebrating national day, nothing more than that…and just planning to go shopping and make mama happie…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually she wants to make me happy becoz we are celebrating my bdae but I also want to make her happy becoz I hope this trip can de-stress herself a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At KL sentral, I can hear the sound of my plane…the F-16!! Gosh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was traffic jam when we want to go to KL international hotel. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know why? Becoz there is a road close at Dataran merdeka. Haiyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, not a lot of people in Malaysia wear Red and white to show their patriotism. But people in Malaysia hang the Malaysian Flag on their cars! Wow…Singaporeans are not like that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu..my mum and I shopping kat Sogo untuk beli kek bdae and food for later. Coz we plan to celebrate with Kak icka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118234752722609490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="204" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RwefY9kXJVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ZnnWgYu407E/s320/IMGP0524.JPG" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118238145746773346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RweiedkXJWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/FsT7vxGZAus/s320/IMGP0525.JPG" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118250635511670146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rwet1dkXJYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AfEOU_jn0FI/s320/IMGP0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;THE BAD WHEATHER IN KL...&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/7524659081503591987-1052888528472899433?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1052888528472899433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=1052888528472899433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1052888528472899433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1052888528472899433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/culture-of-kl.html' title='THE CULTURE of KL'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RwerOdkXJXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Fks4-COgIzc/s72-c/IMGP0561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-8948373644578270658</id><published>2007-09-29T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:52:44.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>j'aime Paris = i like paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rv3ZeNkXJSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dXxmjH83Zsk/s1600-h/IMGP0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115483864824227106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rv3ZeNkXJSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dXxmjH83Zsk/s320/IMGP0353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Welcome to PARIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;can i come here during my honeymoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;dearest future husband, i booked Paris for our honeymoon, k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*(PS: nobody answer my question..LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115485866278987058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rv3bStkXJTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Jd_jfXYBclE/s320/IMGP0359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mummy and me in paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;being in Paris is so much differnet from Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;a different surrounding with the fact that there is only white people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i change my english ascent when i was in paris...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i mean i tend to follow their ascent when i speak to them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Still, have difficulty talking to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115489456871646530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rv3ejtkXJUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ScWbskn69fo/s320/IMGP0448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not just any ordinary person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;he is a taxi driver who is so friendly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;this paris taxi driver told us alot about princess Diana visit to&lt;br /&gt;Paris, the time before she died.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and how she died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i just wish someone will reveal who murdered Princess Diana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&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/7524659081503591987-8948373644578270658?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8948373644578270658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=8948373644578270658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8948373644578270658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/8948373644578270658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/09/parispariebonjour.html' title='j&apos;aime Paris = i like paris'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rv3ZeNkXJSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dXxmjH83Zsk/s72-c/IMGP0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-5916994934751273235</id><published>2007-08-26T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T18:58:30.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>makcik cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at 7pm +, I went to Kenduri.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I met with this mak cik who is so ‘down to earth’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean the way she talk and how she make jokes.&lt;br /&gt;She is so cool! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i call her "MAKCIK COOL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too bad, my mum is not like that. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean I like these kind of people who can share their perspectives and know about the current issues and also not emotional…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, i can at least share my opinion with them and we gain more knowledge about the culture and what is happening around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-5916994934751273235?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5916994934751273235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=5916994934751273235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5916994934751273235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5916994934751273235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/meet-all-weird-and-cool-people-on.html' title='makcik cool'/><author><name>the addict</name><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-7524659081503591987.post-4553612611009312385</id><published>2007-08-21T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:31:02.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love is Cinta'/><title type='text'>'Love is Cinta'...Rating is 3 and a half star...haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yesterday, my science facilitator sponsor my class pizza…&lt;br /&gt;She is so kind. But I did not get a chance to take picture with her…&lt;br /&gt;She got to rush…So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101169282666666482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rsr-b3h7GfI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eb4fUgK8XOE/s320/Picture%2520018%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W34F enjoying the pizza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Every week, Maths Computing is sooo… BORING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I was really quiet in class today.&lt;br /&gt;I am not in a mood, I guess… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I watch the movie ' love is Cinta'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101174221879056914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RssC7Xh7GhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bN0xJLGTKfg/s320/img_loveincinta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101174329253239330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RssDBnh7GiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Eqw-8cHRVVY/s320/loveiscinta_d.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there is two section in the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the top section is the first part of the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the below section is the last part of "Love is Cinta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I think the story is not really worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;Becoz it is just telling how strong the love of a guy towards the gurl.&lt;br /&gt;I assume those who really like this movie is mostly becoz of the hero and heroin in the story. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101176790269499970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RssFQ3h7GkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9cGx1rCkHWI/s320/acha%2520irwan%25205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I judge a movie by its content and how well the actors and acteress can act. Well, there are a lot of elements(e.g settings, music back ground, graphics) that makes up a best movie. But, I put the most priority on its content and what is the moral story behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; movie is so sad. Oh my goodness…my tears nearly dropped.&lt;br /&gt;And worse still, that time I was in class…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily no one see my tears rolling down. If people see, I paiseh sia… Hehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;There is this guy in MSN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he add me and we chat but then he show me this pic and say this is him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;in my mind, i was like...ouh really? guess wat? i dun believe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101177679327730274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="171" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RssGEnh7GmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/VhNAtkMewWM/s320/1_319940357m.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Have We Met?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He add me but I don’t know him. Then he say, he just see which email and add me on MSN…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we chat and chat, but I dun noe whether I should continue coz the more we chat, the more he wants to know me as in personally…&lt;br /&gt;I mean we never met before…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ouh ya… its been a long time I never chat with Shameer on the phone… I dun noe why… maybe he is angry because that time I was busy doing Entreprise ppt and I did not reply him when he MSN me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101179483213994610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RssHtnh7GnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/sugiRAlKRuI/s320/P1010444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guess which one is him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Why he doesn’t understand me arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I got tell him before that in class, I am quite busy and I can’t reply often becoz i have soemtimes finish the ppt on time and must makesure that there is no flaws in the ppt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;haha....i guess i am prefectionist in doing ppt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i mean my facilitator always remind me not to have any flaws in ppt ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;he says it will be a good practice in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I and Aisyah went to banquet…&lt;br /&gt;And we talk about our past and what we have learn from our past mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, reach home, mum was so emotional and I got scolded for something that I said. But I mean it as a joke. Whatever la, she is having mood swing, I think…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing mum's nagging, it feels like there is a large speaker infront of my face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;to set my mood to happy mode, i decided to watch....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;RATATOUILLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101180608495426178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RssIvHh7GoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U3BzVj-3Y_U/s320/ratatouille.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"aaahhhh!!! help!"&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/7524659081503591987-4553612611009312385?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4553612611009312385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=4553612611009312385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/4553612611009312385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/4553612611009312385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-is-cintarating-is-3-and-half.html' title='&apos;Love is Cinta&apos;...Rating is 3 and a half star...haha'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rsr-b3h7GfI/AAAAAAAAAFU/eb4fUgK8XOE/s72-c/Picture%2520018%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-1370960678061116401</id><published>2007-08-17T11:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:29:38.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The Second last lesson of Cognitive …</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cognitive was fun….&lt;br /&gt;Only left two teams….YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaha! (evil laughter) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then finish faster...&lt;br /&gt;Today is Mr. Ridwan’s second last lesson. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lot of people slack...hehe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099508496122714322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsUX9Xh7GNI/AAAAAAAAADE/OtWZ8KJ3pRU/s400/16-08-07_1459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I heard he is bias. Really? I am quite shocked to hear that.&lt;br /&gt;I assume all facilitators don’t use biasness to grade their students.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during first break, I saw Dareld sleeping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099510274239174882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsUZk3h7GOI/AAAAAAAAADM/J7t6madIcxw/s400/Picture%2520055%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so...i took a pic of him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;coz i'm bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;nothing better to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099510742390610162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsUaAHh7GPI/AAAAAAAAADU/3B3SYgLEGuY/s400/Picture%2520056%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to be able to hide my problems from people too..&lt;br /&gt;Then Natasha and I took some pictures…hehe&lt;br /&gt;We have nothing better to do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099511717348186370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsUa43h7GQI/AAAAAAAAADc/YsawCUQVlJI/s400/16-08-07_1339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me...laughing at myself because Nurul keep disturbing me.&lt;br /&gt;Walao...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099512859809487122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsUb7Xh7GRI/AAAAAAAAADk/DRshTvg-Shc/s400/16-08-07_1338.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;This is the only people that stayed during cognitive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE ARE THE SURIVIVORS!hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And they are Lina, Amirah, Nurul, Natasha, Aisyah,me, Lorenzo, Winna and Vishal....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/7524659081503591987-1370960678061116401?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1370960678061116401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=1370960678061116401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1370960678061116401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1370960678061116401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/second-last-lesson-of-cognitive.html' title='The Second last lesson of Cognitive …'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsUX9Xh7GNI/AAAAAAAAADE/OtWZ8KJ3pRU/s72-c/16-08-07_1459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-7138946203972923599</id><published>2007-08-17T10:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:22:30.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my gurl drama'/><title type='text'>quite a popular korean drama show : My Gurl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsUS1Hh7GMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CGaB0fcjZYA/s1600-h/mygirlbig.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099502856830654658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsUS1Hh7GMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CGaB0fcjZYA/s400/mygirlbig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;the korean show, "my girl"....a very romentic, comedian drama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;which is about this girl who pretended to be a some guy sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and...along the way...she fall in love with that guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;so, should she confess to him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;well, you decide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;haha..all i can say that this movie is worth watching....it's a funny story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;you should try watching it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-7138946203972923599?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7138946203972923599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=7138946203972923599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7138946203972923599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7138946203972923599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-realized-after-i-watched-korean-show.html' title='quite a popular korean drama show : My Gurl'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsUS1Hh7GMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CGaB0fcjZYA/s72-c/mygirlbig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-5616498730773102338</id><published>2007-08-16T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:48:19.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my family'/><title type='text'>My 'abang' birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;On the 13th of August, i said to my sister, "Oh no! tommorow abang's birthday! eh..i have not buy anything for him! Argh! alamak..i haven't do my RJ.." so i continue doing my RJ(reflection journal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;well, in RP system, at the end of the day, we have to reflect on the lesson and what we have learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;the next day, after i come back home from school, then my sister ask me," what you buy for brother?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;my jaw was immediately wide open...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i forgot!! was soo busy with skool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;then she sigh and say "nevermind..i bought a cake anyway..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;so okayla..at least something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099202458228037794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsQBnnh7GKI/AAAAAAAAACs/lWRgwCocEZE/s400/Picture%2520041%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the person who bought the cake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Credits to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;she save the day..LoL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&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/7524659081503591987-5616498730773102338?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5616498730773102338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=5616498730773102338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5616498730773102338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/5616498730773102338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-abang-birthday14-august-07.html' title='My &apos;abang&apos; birthday...'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsQBnnh7GKI/AAAAAAAAACs/lWRgwCocEZE/s72-c/Picture%2520041%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-1189796081837960694</id><published>2007-08-15T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T19:23:12.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication..."over..do u read me?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today communication module was about …&lt;br /&gt;“It is the year 2008. You are the first person on Earth to find out that aliens will be attacking in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;How can you make the most of computers and the internet to alert the entire population about this life-threatening event? Explain why and how you would use those tools.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099608324047575346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsVywHh7GTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/u40r0EbWgG4/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was a ‘hide and seek’ game. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we hide…then suddenly got attacked by the boys...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;we were like pushing the doors..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hehe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i went home with shameer, then i dozed off seh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he called me 3 times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i didn't hear...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then he used his elbow to wake me up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so paiseh...hehe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7524659081503591987-1189796081837960694?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1189796081837960694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=1189796081837960694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1189796081837960694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/1189796081837960694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/am-i-thinking-too-much.html' title='Communication...&quot;over..do u read me?&quot;'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsVywHh7GTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/u40r0EbWgG4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-7479754818376169275</id><published>2007-08-13T18:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:45:57.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love hurts'/><title type='text'>a picture which reflects the past..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Saturday(11/8) and Friday (10/ 8) was fun…my mother is not at home….yipee…&lt;br /&gt;She went to KL. Ha Ha Ha…I feel so peaceful at home.&lt;br /&gt;I can do whatever I want. i'm a Naughty gurl..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsAuJceeYJI/AAAAAAAAABE/WjSOLjveukc/s1600-h/cartoon2.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098125517981114514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsAuJceeYJI/AAAAAAAAABE/WjSOLjveukc/s320/cartoon2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can sleep, watch TV, do household chores without anyone nagging me.&lt;br /&gt;Play with my computer… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;once i see this pic, it really &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100302987763063138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rsfqi3h7GWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YDzUJNWeLBU/s400/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this picture really brings a lot of memories of my secondary school life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;recalling back my life in secondary school days, i changed the way i think, dress, speak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes i laugh to myself when i think of the times when i do stupid stuffs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;from childish to becoming mature...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;learning alot about friendships, puppy love...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in tat pic, i was just 16...and now...i'm 19 this yr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gosh..i'm so old..&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/7524659081503591987-7479754818376169275?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7479754818376169275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=7479754818376169275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7479754818376169275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/7479754818376169275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/saturday118-and-friday-10-8-was-funmy.html' title='a picture which reflects the past..'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RsAuJceeYJI/AAAAAAAAABE/WjSOLjveukc/s72-c/cartoon2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-6091136708378345824</id><published>2007-08-04T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T16:07:27.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love hurts'/><title type='text'>A poem by shameer...(ARYAN SHA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RrP_IMeeYFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RY4N6BFgzNg/s1600-h/CoupleSunsetBeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094696119739244626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RrP_IMeeYFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RY4N6BFgzNg/s320/CoupleSunsetBeach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still remember that brisk and cool day,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;that day we met and my fears were driven away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RrP8tMeeYDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_uKrFbPmzp0/s1600-h/CoupleSunsetBeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your perfect smile,your joyous laugh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the way your eyes lit up when we talked about the past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We would sit and talk for hours on endabout our secrets and our future plans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our friendship started to grow much more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It became a feeling so strong we could not ignore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You told me, it would be for the best, just wait and see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fate. You said, has brought you to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We believed those words, we thought they were true,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I guess they weren't because now we &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now your gone and now I see that it was all because of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hurt so many, yet cared so much,about the wrong person and felt the wrong touch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I played a game with two hearts,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought I was strong, I'd never be torn apart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you forgive &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I hope that you see,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those feelings I have are smothered inside of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someday soon I hope you will find a love that will last you all of time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You deserve the best in everything you do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe someday I will see you, with a smile on your face,hand in hand with somebody new.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until that day comes I will be here,I will be your angel in the light that's so clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll look out for you when you need me the most,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will always be around, I will not let you down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you know and I always will, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and even though your not mine,my heart holds you still. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;On earth,For this is surely it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-6091136708378345824?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6091136708378345824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=6091136708378345824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6091136708378345824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/6091136708378345824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/poem-by-shameer.html' title='A poem by shameer...(ARYAN SHA)'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/RrP_IMeeYFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RY4N6BFgzNg/s72-c/CoupleSunsetBeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7524659081503591987.post-406388959392002678</id><published>2007-08-01T08:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T13:28:29.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 things in a guy...'/><title type='text'>what are the 3 MUST things in my ideal guy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rq_cVceeYCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xUeL-g1yJ-4/s1600-h/crush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093531964558696482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rq_cVceeYCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xUeL-g1yJ-4/s320/crush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was chit chatting with my friend. we were playing quiz and answer. So, she ask me, "tell me 3 things that must have in ur ideal guy...it can be personality, looks, or monetary terms.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah..very very tricky question...&lt;br /&gt;Let me think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he got the looks,hmm..not bad…if he is rich, that is a bonus. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he is the smartest, that's good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, looks, rich and being the smartest is not my answer to the question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, the first thing, he must have a good sense of humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, CARING&gt;&gt;... of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, romantic...i would prefer Romantic, something out of the ordinary...rather than Ordinary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7524659081503591987-406388959392002678?l=dinahthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/406388959392002678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7524659081503591987&amp;postID=406388959392002678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/406388959392002678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7524659081503591987/posts/default/406388959392002678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dinahthoughts.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-he-has-these-3-characters-i-will.html' title='what are the 3 MUST things in my ideal guy?'/><author><name>the addict</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_Lv0iLICL_9A/Rq_cVceeYCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xUeL-g1yJ-4/s72-c/crush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
