<?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-4195051392775162097</id><updated>2011-08-02T04:22:05.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♠ When I Look At You ♣</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-1314793200887484880</id><published>2010-10-05T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T19:55:53.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ASSIGNMENTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TKsQ-QPJU2I/AAAAAAAABOU/wyr8WRerw2o/s1600/college-stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TKsQ-QPJU2I/AAAAAAAABOU/wyr8WRerw2o/s320/college-stress.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524528029596472162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One phase of life that everyone have to face when you enter College/University. Almost every high school students wishes to enter College/University life as soon as they can just because they thought that they have more freedom in many ways. More time to hang out with friends, dress according to your mood instead of wearing uniforms all the time, party, club, booze, not much strict rules that will tie you down.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, those are true and our seniors ain't lying. But I guess they forgot to mention on the fact that our work load and stress level increases as well at the same time? College/University life is way much more different than high school life. Due dates/deadlines for assignment and exam are always fixed near to each other, assignments aren't just essays which can be copied from the web and paste on our Word document and hand it up. NO! Oh yea, did I mention that our semester period range around 3 - 4 months in average? Shortest semester period can just be 2 months plus or so. Go figure on the amount of time you have to rush for your assignments on each subject you take for the course you enrolled in :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I'm not gonna explain everything here on how scary our assignments are and everything has to be originally written base on your own words after doing some research. For the benefit of our high school juniors out there, that is :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TKsRRxZ-_DI/AAAAAAAABOc/IH6J-QXTyk0/s320/result_of_stress_by_clemz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524528364917816370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me. ALL of us goes through this stage of life. So face it, cause you can't run away from it :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-1314793200887484880?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1314793200887484880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/10/assignments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1314793200887484880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1314793200887484880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/10/assignments.html' title='ASSIGNMENTS!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TKsQ-QPJU2I/AAAAAAAABOU/wyr8WRerw2o/s72-c/college-stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-2316250660145662253</id><published>2010-10-04T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T23:10:46.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A storyteller's tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Came across this video on Facebook and realize that it's yet another one of Yasmin Ahamd's brilliant work again! Reminds me of my grandmother in Old Folks Home now :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r3VT1PTI1GM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r3VT1PTI1GM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-2316250660145662253?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2316250660145662253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/10/storytellers-tale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2316250660145662253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2316250660145662253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/10/storytellers-tale.html' title='A storyteller&apos;s tale'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-7617081325122606312</id><published>2010-10-02T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T22:44:19.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yasmin Ahmad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not sure what has gotten into me to watch some of her inspiring videos all over again. I am probably one of those people out there who have never really know who she is and what are her contributions to Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. Though I have seen some of her advertisement videos elsewhere without realizing that it was her film some time ago, I guess like what I always thought in mind, "Maybe cause that was before I join Acts TV and hence, I know nothing about the film industry and have no interest in learning more about it anyway."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But truthfully speaking, I really never thought of all this until I join Acts TV, until I pursued in Mass Communication course in Taylor's. Not until last year. As time pass by, I slowly get to know more about film and all the hard work people goes through to produce a good film and all. I still don't really know who Yasmin Ahmad was when she passed away last year. Until recently, the course mates and I were given an assignment to watch an interview video of hers few years back on Star World and to analyze her story and bla bla bla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess the requirement for us to do a research on her really allows me to get to know this inspiring storyteller even more, even better. Watching her films, advertisements, the stories she tells by blending in a Malaysian/Singapore culture really does give people from other countries an insight on the beauty of Malaysia. But still, I don't get why the governments wants to censored her films and all just because of the whole racial issue thing as mentioned in one of her interviews. But that's beside the point, am not gonna bad-mouth about the government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yasmin Ahmad. Though I still may not know you well yet, but your contribution in the Malaysia film industry and the country itself really is something worth sharing to the next generations. An inspiring storyteller, filmmaker, someone who dares to dream and go beyond limitation with different challenges in your life and career, a great lost to the country and in the film industry. You'll be missed. Thanks for everything. Though you're no longer here with us, but your stories remains :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TKdEIzVvJcI/AAAAAAAABOM/lgR7fbZVPx8/s320/yasminahmad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523458386004223426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aLKV5C1XJcU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aLKV5C1XJcU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-7617081325122606312?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7617081325122606312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/10/yasmin-ahmad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/7617081325122606312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/7617081325122606312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/10/yasmin-ahmad.html' title='Yasmin Ahmad'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TKdEIzVvJcI/AAAAAAAABOM/lgR7fbZVPx8/s72-c/yasminahmad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-8804896736238554198</id><published>2010-09-28T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T23:02:48.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foolamak!</title><content type='html'>Look at my last post! 2nd of August 2010! D:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Konon-nye want to maintain my blog and update it with tons of blogpost as often as I can when I stated in one of my previous blogpost quite some time ago. Guess my blogging mojo just died on me as soon as I posted it up on this blog and I just abandoned it for almost 2 months since then -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What got me to start blogging again? &lt;b&gt;IPD&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Issues in Publication and Design&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) assignment 03. Yes, so it seems that we'll have to do another blogging assignment again and I never thought that this day would come after our previous blogging assignment in our Foundation year for one of the subjects. Which I can't really recall what subject is that but, don't bother. Heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh. What am I still doing here? I'm suppose to be updating my other blog instead of this one :S oh well, guess I need to search my blogging mojo back? And we'll see how long will this blogging thing last till I start abandoning it again :p teehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-8804896736238554198?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8804896736238554198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/09/foolamak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/8804896736238554198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/8804896736238554198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/09/foolamak.html' title='Foolamak!'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-2618718962114806412</id><published>2010-08-02T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:45:19.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfort Place</title><content type='html'>This would be the only place I would come to whenever I need to shout my complains that is buried within me! Rawr!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, I don't like it when people think that they're always right. Doesn't mean that you're older than me or you have more knowledge than I do, you are right in every ways. If I tell you about this, who knows that you'll be "sensitive" and get hurt by my words. But frankly speaking, do you think I actually like it when I actually think about how you feel first and decided not to talk about it? In case I embarrass you or something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Expect expect expect please don't expect too much from me. I feel pressured whenever you "expect" me to know this and know that. "Practice some wisdom, please." The more all these words come throwing towards me, the more you guys are pushing me further away. Do you know that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm doubting if I should attend the meeting this Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-2618718962114806412?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2618718962114806412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/08/comfort-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2618718962114806412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2618718962114806412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/08/comfort-place.html' title='Comfort Place'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-6532432175704714508</id><published>2010-07-11T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:29:02.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Was emotionally down after dinner just now. I'm thinking too much again and I really wonder when would I ever overcome this stupid habit of mine and get over with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were so many thoughts that came across my mind at that moment and instantly, all I want to do is to talk to someone that will make me feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, even as I manage to spill out those thoughts or feelings of mine to a friend or a family member, this irritating feeling in me will not go away that easily. I'll still feel the same as before and I really do not know how to get rid of that feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, whenever I start telling Him my problems, I can't help but to smile and feel relieve once I speak to Him. :) When all things fails, He's the One and Only that I can always depend on, count on, and turn towards to whenever I needed a helping hand, a friend that I can talk to, a comforter who will always comfort me, a Father who shows His undying love and care towards us, and a God who never forsakes you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without Him, I wouldn't be the person that I am today. Without Him, I wouldn't know where or what kind of situation would I end up at right now. Without Him, I was able to find joy in Him. Without Him, I am nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You Daddy God, for everything. I love you lots. :) ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-6532432175704714508?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6532432175704714508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/sometimes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6532432175704714508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6532432175704714508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-6803429685260379686</id><published>2010-07-10T23:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T23:20:23.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Attended &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Jack&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Jill&lt;/span&gt;'s wedding ceremony in the evening. It was indeed a lovely and beautiful garden wedding held in &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Cyberview Lodge Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDiN_Dv14yI/AAAAAAAABNg/GeU2OSe6rLs/s1600/nn4o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDiN_Dv14yI/AAAAAAAABNg/GeU2OSe6rLs/s320/nn4o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492295860055565090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Philip Gan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDiOcxNn5JI/AAAAAAAABNw/P-TcOjHC6CM/s1600/127667686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDiOcxNn5JI/AAAAAAAABNw/P-TcOjHC6CM/s320/127667686.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492296370476278930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDiOcxNn5JI/AAAAAAAABNw/P-TcOjHC6CM/s1600/127667686.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDiOTcqD6TI/AAAAAAAABNo/LQbFjPBqEwQ/s1600/127680378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDiOTcqD6TI/AAAAAAAABNo/LQbFjPBqEwQ/s320/127680378.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492296210339588402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Pastor Dave&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDiO1nOeGvI/AAAAAAAABN4/A4FTX8MsxsE/s1600/efe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDiO1nOeGvI/AAAAAAAABN4/A4FTX8MsxsE/s320/efe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492296797292206834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Michelle Ng&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures says it all. :) am not gonna further elaborate on how beautiful the weather is that time, which made the whole wedding ceremony even more beautiful! My very first time attending a garden wedding ceremony for your information :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations once again to the newly weds! And in case you're wondering, I'm not joking on the names as their names are really Jack AND Jill. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-6803429685260379686?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6803429685260379686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/attended-jack-jill-s-wedding-ceremony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6803429685260379686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6803429685260379686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/attended-jack-jill-s-wedding-ceremony.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDiN_Dv14yI/AAAAAAAABNg/GeU2OSe6rLs/s72-c/nn4o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-8579345671805461520</id><published>2010-07-09T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T00:03:25.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blamed</title><content type='html'>Am I being blamed now?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not too sure why but I have this funny feeling that some people aren't too happy that I did not show up at Homes Party just now. First thing first, I can't do or say anything but to apologize cause I was suddenly ill and I didn't plan for it to happen in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall not go into too much details but frankly speaking, I do not like it when you all sounded unhappy or dissatisfied when I say I could not make it last minute. If I don't go, will the whole event be affected? Isn't that bad news if that's really the reason? When some of you were away or not feeling well, did I make any complains or such? Did I sounded unhappy or unsatisfied when you weren't around? Why must I feel bad when my illness is out of my control?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said earlier, I would not go into details. And whatever it is, everything's over now. I better get more rest to prepare for yet another long day ahead tomorrow. Toodles. x ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-8579345671805461520?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8579345671805461520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/blamed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/8579345671805461520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/8579345671805461520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/blamed.html' title='Blamed'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-297512336601739907</id><published>2010-07-08T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:02:19.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Management</title><content type='html'>Second day of volunteering in AYA, and I almost cried at the end of the day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Partially my bad as well. I took a short nap around 10 plus last night and my mom woke me up around 2 something to watch the tense match between &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;y and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;. I got hungry and decided to cook a packet of maggi mee (curry flavor) around 4am. Around 5am (after the match), I went back to sleep to rest before waking up for another long day ahead in AYA. When I woke up around 8.15am, I wasn't feeling hungry as I was still full from what I ate earlier on so I thought, "maybe I could grab a quick bite before 12pm" as Thursday is our teens ministry's (Acts Teens) Fast &amp;amp; Pray day. But little did I know, time flew by like a wind, and it was 12.15pm already after VIP class. So I've committed to fast during lunch, I went on with an empty stomach throughout the rest of the afternoon, solely depending on 2 cans of cold nescafe and 2 eclipse sweet to survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Lord that I did not seek for strength from You. And because of that, I got myself all cranky and I can't seem to concentrate in my work. But thank God that I was still able to receive and listen to what &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Pastor Andy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Joel Wong&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt; shared what they need to share when I met up with them at different times. However, things didn't end well when we had CVA meeting just now. My stomach refuses to eat any sort of food as I was feeling nauseas already at that time and I seriously felt like vomiting a few times. I wasn't able to concentrate throughout the whole CVA meet with the team that I almost broke down in front of them. Because I do not want to show that weak side of me that easily, I held in my tears and told them what I think I should do at that time. Instead of staying back for Vision Casting at 8.30pm, I decided to come home early to rest as I know myself well for I was at the edge of wanting to break down already. So, what am I doing here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are still a few task which I've yet to complete it, that's why I'm here. After going through all this, I really need to buck up and learn how to manage myself and time well. With so many things in hand to handle already, crying and sulking won't help at all. I can only always turn to the one and only who was always there for us whenever we need a helping hand. Lord, I sincerely surrender my all unto You. I can't do this alone. Whatever negative thoughts and feelings I have now, help me remove it as I know myself well that I will keep on thinking and hold on to those feelings and thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physically and mentally tired. But I shall not claim all this for this is what the Satan wants. The more all this nonsense happen, the more I will do things the devils do not like to see. A good night rest is what I need now. I shall put my rest upon Him and know that everything is gonna be alright when I wake up the next day. Right, daddy God? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-297512336601739907?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/297512336601739907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-management.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/297512336601739907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/297512336601739907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-management.html' title='Time Management'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-1485656140173768621</id><published>2010-07-07T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:45:52.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteer</title><content type='html'>My first day volunteering in AYA :D and I'm right now blogging from the 2nd floor of the office! Haha! I sure have the nerve to blog at this hour :p it's lunch break la now. Currently waiting for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Pastor Andy&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Brian Ong&lt;/span&gt; to go grab our lunch and have a short meeting on what we're suppose to do while volunteering/intern-ing in AYA. Yes, our ever awesome genius Brian Ong is my colleague now :p he's just 15 this year and he'll be taking A Levels like, next year? :S&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-1485656140173768621?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1485656140173768621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/volunteer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1485656140173768621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1485656140173768621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/volunteer.html' title='Volunteer'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-4262479180622197130</id><published>2010-07-07T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:52:25.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juniors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDNd9KQVCzI/AAAAAAAABNY/i_tJ6QkrVV0/s1600/SMK+USJ+13+juniors+and+seniors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDNd9KQVCzI/AAAAAAAABNY/i_tJ6QkrVV0/s320/SMK+USJ+13+juniors+and+seniors.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490835676001012530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDNd9KQVCzI/AAAAAAAABNY/i_tJ6QkrVV0/s1600/SMK+USJ+13+juniors+and+seniors.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taken during Subang Rally 2010: IGNITE after the night party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason, I really thank God for awesome high school juniors like them :p though we may not have known each other for long, but it feels as though they have become a part of my life and I really don't mind having them as my pet brothers and sisters :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a few missing humans in the picture though. An Jie, Reuben, and the awesome and my favorite, David Teoh! Haha! Can't wait for this Friday's CF, so that I can meet and spend time with them again. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being really random now as I seriously do not know what to do at the moment. Starting work as a volunteer in AYA in a few hours time :p I is excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&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/4195051392775162097-4262479180622197130?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4262479180622197130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/juniors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4262479180622197130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4262479180622197130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/juniors.html' title='Juniors'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDNd9KQVCzI/AAAAAAAABNY/i_tJ6QkrVV0/s72-c/SMK+USJ+13+juniors+and+seniors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-2996938062925912649</id><published>2010-07-06T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:56:39.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have never made such decision in my entire life before. But guess it's the best choice for me to allow myself to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From now onwards, everything related to it will be erased from my memory and whatever that has happened all this while will not be remembered, anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye my friend. This will be my last goodbye to you and the next time we meet, it'll be a new hello you'll ever hear from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&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/4195051392775162097-2996938062925912649?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2996938062925912649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/decisions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2996938062925912649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2996938062925912649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-523878157874484109</id><published>2010-07-06T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T16:20:24.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry</title><content type='html'>Am still figuring out on what to eat since this morning. Gahhh!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so fickle minded that when I want to eat, I have to think of my budget and my weight. Goodbye to all my favorite food? Fried food, cheesy pizzas, any food that is high in calorie? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The power of media that shows stick thin model and those models made you feel fat even tho you are not fat till the extent that people will say you're overweight or obese :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am into Korean shows and singers and actress and actors and models and dramas nowadays and I seriously envy their (female artiste's) body size :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg omg omg omg omg omg someone please slap me for even having this kind of nonsense thoughts. On the bright side of the note (and totally off topic), I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;♥-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my holidays :p been sleeping like a lazy sloth/pig/panda till afternoon only I'll crawl out from the comfy bed and do random stuff randomly. Like now -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&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/4195051392775162097-523878157874484109?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/523878157874484109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/hungry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/523878157874484109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/523878157874484109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/hungry.html' title='Hungry'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-3061864506588600095</id><published>2010-07-06T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T01:36:22.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life And Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I just don't get how people can be so immature and not appreciate the things that were given to them? Honestly, this type of people irritates/annoy/disgust me a lot. It frustrates me that their silly/immature act/nonsensical actions are hurting the people around them and all they could think of/do is jump into conclusion and assume that all those dumb conclusions will come true. Who do you think you are now? God?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't feel good about something, just voice it out like a real human. Don't be such a coward and start saying bad stuff about it when you clearly do not have the rights to even say such mean things in the first place. Get your act right, please. Stop embarrassing yourself :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and if you dislike it when people talks about you/became topic of the town, then why did you create such havoc that allows me to mention about you in the first place? If you don't like it, think about who was the one that created all this mess in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuff said. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™ ♥&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/4195051392775162097-3061864506588600095?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3061864506588600095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-and-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/3061864506588600095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/3061864506588600095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-and-thoughts.html' title='Life And Thoughts'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-8159415797981143960</id><published>2010-07-03T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T01:05:06.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Brazil</title><content type='html'>Face it, people. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;i&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is out of the World Cup this year. So stop having grudge or dislikes against other team like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; just because they are Dutch and they are the same as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; who beats Brazil flat in the recent match.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Netherlands play cheat? Well, player &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Felipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Melo&lt;/span&gt; from the Brazil team sure did not play a fair game too. That's why he deserves a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;RED CARD&lt;/span&gt; for playing rough in the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on la Brazil supporters. They have won the match too many times now. It's time to allow the other teams to have the chance to win the World Cup match before World Cup turns into Brazil Cup?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it is, Brazil supporters are supporting the Argentina team now. I would go for Germany :) just like how I supported Germany when they had a face off with England! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-8159415797981143960?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8159415797981143960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye-brazil.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/8159415797981143960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/8159415797981143960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/07/goodbye-brazil.html' title='Goodbye Brazil'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-4896106503160978186</id><published>2010-06-17T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T21:55:34.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wherever I go in life, you're the one of the important things that I will always carry along with me. For you have left a great impact in my life, which is by leaving this painful feeling within me. Till the day we meet in Heaven again, please continue to be my source of inspiration and reminder in whatever I do :) I get to know so much more about you through other people and I was stupid for not getting to know more of you when we were senior-junior relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have really kept my mind occupied whole day long, and others too. Joash, if it's possible, I wish I could see you in my dreams. Even if it's just a dream, I believe that I really saw you, just like in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wish I could be there at your funeral tomorrow, but I guess it's kinda hard for some of us as all of this happened too sudden. Heard that people are still trying to get a place just for you to have a memory/wake service held in Taylor's Lakeside Campus. Don't you feel touch? Haha. I'll be there to "see you off" in whichever service I am able to attend. Hope I don't sound desperate here (or maybe I am?). I just didn't know the lost of you would affect me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-4896106503160978186?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4896106503160978186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/06/memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4896106503160978186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4896106503160978186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/06/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-254219200894329430</id><published>2010-06-17T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:55:00.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is All I Could Do For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joash oh Joash. Do you know that I can't stop thinking of you since I got the news from different ones and Lyon that you are no longer here? Whenever I tell people about the passing away of you and some of your family members, I can't stop but shed those tears. Like I said in my previous post, we may not be close friends, but the feeling of losing a friend like you is just so heart aching. Whenever you came across my mind, I'll be like "Ahh, it's still hard to believe that someone I know of just passed away. And to think that I still see you walking around campus few weeks back and you said hi to me. Why was I in a rush at that time?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that you're gone, I've been going around Twitter and Facebook, telling people that I've lost a friend like you. I don't care if people thinks that I'm trying to get attention since I'm not close to you, but I hope you understand that those are not my intentions, at all. I felt really bad not being able to get to know more about you before you leave. I felt really bad cause I did not appreciate the times when I have the chance to hang out with you. I felt bad, Joash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It feels weird for me all of a sudden that, this blog post(s) is slowly turning into a chatbox between me and you. Or was it just me doing the talking? However it is, I guess this would be the only way where I can share and express my thoughts out about you. Even if you're safe in His hands now with some of your family members, Lord, I ask of Your permission to let Joash read this. And Lord I pray, that you'll continue to protect Joash's sister (who's in shock), Joash's mom (who's still waiting to go for operation), and his brother (who's currently in the operation room now). Pray that You'll preserve their life's. I guess that prayer did not work on Joash's life and some of his family members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will not stop updating this blog in remembrance of you, Joash. Heard that your name appeared in TV3 news just now, and at that time, I was watching Korea scored a goal in the match against Argentina? An update on the scores for you (*laughs). I will not miss on the news later at 12am. I really miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-254219200894329430?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/254219200894329430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-all-i-could-do-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/254219200894329430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/254219200894329430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-all-i-could-do-for-you.html' title='This Is All I Could Do For You'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-5501858160203764979</id><published>2010-06-17T12:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T12:39:12.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joash Wee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This post is specially dedicated to a dear friend I know through CF, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Joash Wee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TBmhjLnmzLI/AAAAAAAABMw/QAHyj5Lngco/s1600/Joash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TBmhjLnmzLI/AAAAAAAABMw/QAHyj5Lngco/s320/Joash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483591647086693554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I still remember the first time I met him was rather funny. Before I get to know his existence, I have this crazy idea that next time in future, if I happen to give birth to a baby boy, I will name him Joash.&lt;/span&gt; Little did I know that this person with the exact same name I plan to give to my future baby boy actually exist, and he was one of the committee's in CF back then when we were still stuck in Taylor's PJ Campus. The day when I first met him, things was pretty awkward as I find this charming guy came into the picture with the same name as my future baby boy. Haha yes, that's how we first met each other :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we did not know each other well, it's been a blessing for me to be able to know someone like him. A passionate Christian himself, who so happens to be my senior of the same course. He just graduated not too long ago and the CF people threw a farewell for both him and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;. I wasn't there at that time during the farewell as I wasn't feeling too well at that time. Now, I felt really bad that I wasn't there for the farewell few weeks ago. He and a few of his family members met a car accident this morning and only his mom and another sister survived. When &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyon&lt;/span&gt; send me the message, I was utterly shock to hear about the news and I quickly did a simple prayer of protection upon the family's life. When I got back from gym, immediately I went and check my Twitter, with updates on the lost of the family and he himself. I tried to deny the fact that I might have interpret it wrongly, so I send Lyon a text message to get an update. Few seconds later, he called. I immediately broke down in tears when the information I got from Twitter was actually right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though him and I were never close friends, but in my entire life, I have never encounter anyone that I know of pass away. Most of the time, the news I heard of are people I do not know. This time, he became the first. At this point of time, I really felt bad that I did not get to spend more time with him, even though we study in the same campus. I regretted that I did not get to know more of him and hang out with him when he was still breathing. I just could not believe that he was one of the unlucky ones to have his life taken away. Quoting from what Miss T said when I saw what Nicole posted on Facebook,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;God needed an angel, so He picked one of His best work..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be missed, dear Joash. I really hope you can see this, even if you and your family has already went up and meet the Lord. Will be praying for the rest of your family who survived this tragic accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Joash. Though we may not be close, but this tears shed for you was real and it comes from the bottom of my heart. To be honest, I still can't accept the fact that you've passed away. I just can't accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-5501858160203764979?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5501858160203764979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/06/joash-wee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5501858160203764979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5501858160203764979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/06/joash-wee.html' title='Joash Wee'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TBmhjLnmzLI/AAAAAAAABMw/QAHyj5Lngco/s72-c/Joash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-1519911613460103781</id><published>2010-06-17T02:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T03:15:29.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this would be the only place that gives me the freedom to truly express how I really feel when I'm down. Years ago, I used to express my thoughts and emotions in this blog AND in Twitter (sometimes in Facebook too).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to say that I'm banned from doing so, but to avoid people from coming up to me and ask about my 'emo updates' both on Twitter and Facebook and maybe receive some 'lecturing' after that. No thanks. At least I know that not many people will come and drop by or visit this blog. I doubt not many knows about the existence of this blog, so it would be somewhat good news for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend, I was left with no choice but to follow my family back to Kluang to celebrate grandma's (Mom's side of the family) birthday. At the same time, the day I head back to Kluang is also the 3rd and final day of Revo RE:UNION. And so happen the Lightbulb dance team are scheduled to perform on that day. Obviously, I was really sad (and angry at the same time) when I heard about the news that I could not join and perform with the team this time round. Not only do I get to not perform dance with the team, but what frustrates me most is that I'm gonna miss the EPCC-ians till the next time I see them (which most probably would be next year) and I didn't get to spend more time with them 2 days before I leave. I shall not go further into details about the story as the remaining parts would be my rants and complains and some other stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after all this, I thought I would've let go and forget about it and move on with life. Pictures just have to be posted up on Facebook and to be honest, when those pictures were shown to people who (have no choice and) did not went for the conference, the feeling sucks! Seriously. Not too long ago, I saw pictures of the performance and once again, I was reminded that I missed out on the event. Immediately after all this, thoughts started flowing in and I was so depressed and eventually, I gave in to emotions. Though I always tell myself and to some other people that life is meant to be meaningful and we should always put a smile on our face, but there are times when we need to fall down, in able for us to be able to stand and rise up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it may seem that I'm searching for excuses to 'cover up' on my childish-characteristics-to-get-jealous-over-things-like-that. But whatever, I do admit it and I'm the type of person who hates losing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up till now, there are only a few people where I can really turn towards to and rant all I want on them. And I have to say, I am thankful that I have friends like them beside me. Adding to that, I came to realize once again that I should not expect too much from people. I looked like a fool to myself as I always tend to expect sympathy from certain people. It is these sorta thoughts and always keeps me thinking and questioning myself, questioning God as well. Am I invincible in people's eyes now? Will people notice my existence if I'm gone? All this may seem like a Lack of Attention action and words to you readers out there, but I don't care. Judge all you want if that ever makes you feel happy. I have no comment towards that. I'm just being struck by my emotions at this odd hour in the middle of the night and I don't think I know what nonsense and crap I just wrote in this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&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/4195051392775162097-1519911613460103781?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1519911613460103781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/06/only-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1519911613460103781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1519911613460103781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/06/only-place.html' title='The Only Place'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-4109423512120794204</id><published>2010-03-10T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:33:44.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See What I Mean?</title><content type='html'>In my previous blog post, I mentioned that I'm getting lazier these days just to update my blog. True enough, look at the date on when I last update my blog? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. It's not like anyone would come and read this blog :/ since I'm too lazy to ask most of my other blogger kaki's to relink this new blog site. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a video I found from Nathaneal's Facebook profile page :O this two guys are awesome! Great piece of remix of some songs they have there ;) do watch other videos of theirs too! They're amazing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfGaAatOOEQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bfGaAatOOEQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-4109423512120794204?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4109423512120794204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/03/see-what-i-mean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4109423512120794204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4109423512120794204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/03/see-what-i-mean.html' title='See What I Mean?'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-1972117519905643891</id><published>2010-03-04T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T00:52:45.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>OMG! I'm getting lazier day by day to update my blog D: I wonder what will happen to this site once I start getting busy all over again from next week onwards -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a really cool video ad I would like to share to all of you out there :D especially to those who are into videography, media arts and advertising :) this ad was shot 1000 FPS using the Phantom camera :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUCRZzhbHH0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUCRZzhbHH0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-1972117519905643891?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1972117519905643891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-im-getting-lazier-day-by-day-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1972117519905643891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1972117519905643891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-im-getting-lazier-day-by-day-to.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-3217853023501807923</id><published>2010-02-28T17:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:41:13.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4o3ns-muBI/AAAAAAAABMY/ntMVluwswo4/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4o3ns-muBI/AAAAAAAABMY/ntMVluwswo4/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443224254858835986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4o3z4osTCI/AAAAAAAABMg/zrTepZ-7JBo/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4o3z4osTCI/AAAAAAAABMg/zrTepZ-7JBo/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443224464146582562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie Baby Talya! Picture taken during Acts Church 10th Anniversary, Multipurpose Hall while Pr. Kenneth was preaching :p how can I resist not taking a picture of this cute face of hers? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4o4bGpyFOI/AAAAAAAABMo/_d9ZXgg4cqM/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4o4bGpyFOI/AAAAAAAABMo/_d9ZXgg4cqM/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443225137924150498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and congratulations once again to the just-married couple as shown in picture above :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their wedding ceremony was sweet and beautiful. Their wedding dinner was grand and entertaining and eye-opening! Thanks for the invites, Albert &amp;amp; Rachel Ann Ling :) it's great to be able to serve in the same ministry (Lightbulb Production dance team) as you guys :) now they're both husband and wife! Can call them aunty and uncle d! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that this blog is slowly being abandoned by the owner again. Was busy few days ago with dance practices and wedding  and church events to attend to. Glad everything ended smoothly :) tired but I definitely enjoyed my time during these few days, despite the business ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially a University student tomorrow and will be starting class tomorrow! But I still do not know my timetable yet! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-3217853023501807923?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3217853023501807923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/3217853023501807923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/3217853023501807923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4o3ns-muBI/AAAAAAAABMY/ntMVluwswo4/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-6220836281515336466</id><published>2010-02-25T00:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:43:04.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Wantan Mee And Cyber Cafe</title><content type='html'>Woots! Manage to hit the gym and did some workout after 2 weeks of being lazy to exercise :p I gotta be constant with this sorta thing if I want to have a strong stamina :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to college after that for the Scholarship &amp;amp; PTPTN Loan Briefing at 2pm and off I skipped the remaining hours left for Orientation that will be going on till Thursday (which is today, since it has pass 12am already). I still remember when we were still a freshman in college, we were quite naiive and innocent to actually attend the 2 days Orientation last year. Now? Haha! Much of the experience we had, most of us decided to skip this 3 days Orientation and rather stay at home and sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the briefing, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jia Kent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Cruz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Nick&lt;/span&gt; and myself went all the way to Aman Suria(?) and have lunch. At first, Kent, Cruz and John wanted to head to another place and have Chicken Rice but unfortunately, the place they wanted to go was closed. So, we ended up in this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VOeQEen3I/AAAAAAAABLY/cIiI3aJctRQ/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VOeQEen3I/AAAAAAAABLY/cIiI3aJctRQ/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441842006363905906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VTzeQEWcI/AAAAAAAABMQ/JxqlnH49Zhw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VTzeQEWcI/AAAAAAAABMQ/JxqlnH49Zhw/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441847868506003906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VTX8Pq5MI/AAAAAAAABMI/Ca0IsicV6Ys/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VTX8Pq5MI/AAAAAAAABMI/Ca0IsicV6Ys/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441847395521062082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VTKT4YhnI/AAAAAAAABMA/prFFJlLF3yI/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VTKT4YhnI/AAAAAAAABMA/prFFJlLF3yI/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441847161347671666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VSqGoTdwI/AAAAAAAABL4/Cbfkwh1H3l8/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VSqGoTdwI/AAAAAAAABL4/Cbfkwh1H3l8/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441846608034756354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VSe7DyUkI/AAAAAAAABLw/2Nt1qQSIB2A/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VSe7DyUkI/AAAAAAAABLw/2Nt1qQSIB2A/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441846415950238274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VRAoDT20I/AAAAAAAABLg/F1R7LsKteug/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VRAoDT20I/AAAAAAAABLg/F1R7LsKteug/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441844795940264770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was okay, but the portion served is exceptionally small! Price was.. okay for me, not sure about the others though. And maybe cause I was famished by the time we reached that place and it was around 2 something 3 at that time in afternoon, whatever food or dish that comes before me will definitely taste good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we headed to TBun and played L4d 2, Warcraft II and Counter Strike. Did not play CS cause I'm afraid I'll suck at it :p Warcraft II was stupid for me! Maybe cause I did not how to play and Nick kept on killing me :( hmmph! L4d 2! Was so happy that I finally managed to play the game after a long period of time craving to play no matter what! Realized that I'm still not good in controlling my character's movements with the mouse and keyboard at the same time, aiming at those stupid zombies! But it was hell lotsa fun shooting them, and also being one of the infected :p I love being a Smoker cause I manage to kill our opponent's teammates (Kent, Joanna and Nick) superb happy! :D there's gonna be a L4d 2 session this Sunday after our Acts Church 10th Anniversary, the Campus people vs. the Young Working Adults :D it's gonna be a huge crowd from Acts Church itself who'll be joining this tournament :p heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-6220836281515336466?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6220836281515336466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-wantan-mee-and-cyber-cafe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6220836281515336466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6220836281515336466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/of-wantan-mee-and-cyber-cafe.html' title='Of Wantan Mee And Cyber Cafe'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4VOeQEen3I/AAAAAAAABLY/cIiI3aJctRQ/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-9085711729913293664</id><published>2010-02-23T23:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:21:38.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning, Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P5xoVmFjI/AAAAAAAABKY/kgHUeiSdC3A/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P5xoVmFjI/AAAAAAAABKY/kgHUeiSdC3A/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441467405830592050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P6AycDX2I/AAAAAAAABKg/6j1f0G4VBRs/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P6AycDX2I/AAAAAAAABKg/6j1f0G4VBRs/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441467666240069474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P6SXXyCDI/AAAAAAAABKo/F52sd-Q68Tg/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P6SXXyCDI/AAAAAAAABKo/F52sd-Q68Tg/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441467968212043826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P7QjOOXSI/AAAAAAAABKw/m1Ht2hUXoC4/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P7QjOOXSI/AAAAAAAABKw/m1Ht2hUXoC4/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441469036545072418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P7Zvo8WiI/AAAAAAAABK4/TVqCQIzxlhQ/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P7Zvo8WiI/AAAAAAAABK4/TVqCQIzxlhQ/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441469194497186338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P7sVmD-BI/AAAAAAAABLA/thzxAWq1FFU/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P7sVmD-BI/AAAAAAAABLA/thzxAWq1FFU/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441469513923295250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P76gn_XLI/AAAAAAAABLI/-E2J20lMVfA/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P76gn_XLI/AAAAAAAABLI/-E2J20lMVfA/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441469757402340530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random shots I took while I was on my way to college this morning around 8am. The morning traffic allows me to take this shots, at least you don't see my self-taken pictures posted up here in my blog or in Facebook :) if I do take my own camwhore pictures, I would have upload it in Facebook and maybe make it my new profile picture -.- that's my defense towards it if anyone of you don't believe me! Haha! Oh, and the Sleeping King did it again :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P81nB77QI/AAAAAAAABLQ/JjdNGwmR6SI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P81nB77QI/AAAAAAAABLQ/JjdNGwmR6SI/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441470772734061826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas slept right after he came into my car -.- he was exceptionally quiet while we're on our way to Sunway Pyramid, only to find out that he was doing what he does best, sleep! And I thought he was quiet because of me being the lightbulb between him and Joanna :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots! Finally registered for Bachelor of Arts (Communication and Media Management) for my Degree course in Taylor's College but will be studying in there as a UniSA (University of South Australia) student instead.  Didn't know I was eligible to apply for the Tertiary Merit Award Scholarship with my results from my Foundation course :O am gonna apply for PTPTN Loan too tomorrow, which really depends on my 3 years worth of Degree results :( if not they'll do something funny to my loan which I don't know what is it if I did bad in Degree D: am gonna skip Orientation as much as I can since it's a waste of time for most of us. Team building? Just heard from &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ronson&lt;/span&gt; that they're gonna do something stupid again -.- am definitely not gonna join that! Haha! There's better ways to know friends la hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Now stressing out for this Sunday's CVA that will be aired during Acts Church 10th Anniversary at taylor's New Lakeside Campus! It's a big event, hence it's gonna be a CVA Special Edition episode. Will be Producing this time round, but right now, I have no confirm Director(s), CVA Announcers are depending on me to update them, currently searching for 2 female announcers who's available to shoot during day time (which is also the time when they're working). Ohmygoodness! Lord, please help me! D: really need lot's of Your Grace and Peace within me. Guide me through this period of time :( hectic week ahead of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-9085711729913293664?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/9085711729913293664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-morning-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/9085711729913293664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/9085711729913293664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-morning-sunshine.html' title='Good Morning, Sunshine'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4P5xoVmFjI/AAAAAAAABKY/kgHUeiSdC3A/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-6903952479341767972</id><published>2010-02-22T17:22:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T17:56:21.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lion Dance Or Tiger Dance?</title><content type='html'>Back to reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more holidays, no more slacking. Headed to SS15 this afternoon for lunch with a few AYA staff and the VIP's before I headed to college to get my Semester 3 results slip and the form to register for my Degree course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached college, after getting my result slip, there's this Lion Dance performance infront of the Leisure Commerce Square building. If I'm not mistaken, they could have been the Malaysian Lion Dance team who represents the country for competition and such. I'm just guessing here :O didn't bother to go check! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, this was the first Lion Dance performance I witness for this year. Just realize that the Chinese New Year mood is decreasing like crazy year by year that it seems as though no one will celebrate Chinese New Year in the near future :/ Chinese New Year won't be complete without a Lion Dance performance! Here are some pictures I manage to take from a certain distance with the best angle I can get with my digital camera :/ in need of a DSLR! Rawr! ANy recommendation? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JUGpa3rNI/AAAAAAAABKI/B-oBmbq0qjE/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JUGpa3rNI/AAAAAAAABKI/B-oBmbq0qjE/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441003772991483090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JUS2Qu1NI/AAAAAAAABKQ/0mKOIq7R8JI/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JUS2Qu1NI/AAAAAAAABKQ/0mKOIq7R8JI/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441003982597051602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the amount of crowd :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JT3q81t4I/AAAAAAAABKA/ijZGlKl7h8E/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JT3q81t4I/AAAAAAAABKA/ijZGlKl7h8E/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441003515704358786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JTufNMOTI/AAAAAAAABJ4/elhQfyWdYQs/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JTufNMOTI/AAAAAAAABJ4/elhQfyWdYQs/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441003357932894514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JTZHe7HhI/AAAAAAAABJw/fgG9IGOVANI/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JTZHe7HhI/AAAAAAAABJw/fgG9IGOVANI/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441002990787567122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JTN_7sXSI/AAAAAAAABJo/6_Na4Bg21Es/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JTN_7sXSI/AAAAAAAABJo/6_Na4Bg21Es/s320/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441002799782190370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JSv6X5_CI/AAAAAAAABJY/SMc5tObhMzU/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JSv6X5_CI/AAAAAAAABJY/SMc5tObhMzU/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441002282893835298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JRmKETTNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/S1p0l3pjnH4/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JRmKETTNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/S1p0l3pjnH4/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441001015796255954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JPbGA39KI/AAAAAAAABJI/NhSccOPKcm4/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JPbGA39KI/AAAAAAAABJI/NhSccOPKcm4/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440998626706322594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JPHvn1GAI/AAAAAAAABJA/dhGfEfpo1ns/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JPHvn1GAI/AAAAAAAABJA/dhGfEfpo1ns/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440998294278182914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually took some videos of the performance too but I'm just to lazy to upload it now :p Orientation for Degree students from Communication and Architecture course tomorrow at 9am - 5pm :/ lazy lazy lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-6903952479341767972?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6903952479341767972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/lion-dance-or-tiger-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6903952479341767972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6903952479341767972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/lion-dance-or-tiger-dance.html' title='Lion Dance Or Tiger Dance?'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4JUGpa3rNI/AAAAAAAABKI/B-oBmbq0qjE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-6189338132479404741</id><published>2010-02-21T23:02:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:53:36.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Last Sunday In The Month Of February</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FUKZAtdwI/AAAAAAAABII/33t1_gan68s/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FUKZAtdwI/AAAAAAAABII/33t1_gan68s/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440722362329560834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! Time sure flies huh? Look which date are we in now? 21.02.2010. February is coming to an end soon and we're gonna face March very soon as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend my Sunday in Acts Church today :) was on for ACTS TV, Camera 3 during Morning Service and Evening Service! Crazy tired after both service ended but I still manage to listen and get the Word spoken by Pastor Alex during Morning Service and Elder Kien Yiak during Evening Service :) it was a great message with jokes floating in the air! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went for Acts Teens Debrief Meeting as usual. But I left the meeting slightly earlier cause my parents wants to pick me up and go Sunway Pyramid for dinner. Shall let the pictures do the talking from here onwards :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FSHg-rfPI/AAAAAAAABH4/3U9-dThLqdI/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FSHg-rfPI/AAAAAAAABH4/3U9-dThLqdI/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440720113905663218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FT8bwag0I/AAAAAAAABIA/8hZg6rGja-U/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FT8bwag0I/AAAAAAAABIA/8hZg6rGja-U/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440722122548347714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FUSw2dhhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/NVOtswl0oUM/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FUSw2dhhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/NVOtswl0oUM/s320/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440722506167977490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FUnkQKfdI/AAAAAAAABIY/eCuwzTQ0VRA/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FUnkQKfdI/AAAAAAAABIY/eCuwzTQ0VRA/s320/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440722863563374034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FUziz7HLI/AAAAAAAABIg/WeH8bD7m2ro/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FUziz7HLI/AAAAAAAABIg/WeH8bD7m2ro/s320/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440723069334920370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FVEVNddBI/AAAAAAAABIo/IYhowB-JJ8U/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FVEVNddBI/AAAAAAAABIo/IYhowB-JJ8U/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440723357741708306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FRgEql40I/AAAAAAAABHo/4CUXF1rkzv0/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FRgEql40I/AAAAAAAABHo/4CUXF1rkzv0/s320/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440719436290319170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger sister with her plate of "Bali-pasta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FVgFXuJpI/AAAAAAAABIw/odZdldQXvns/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FVgFXuJpI/AAAAAAAABIw/odZdldQXvns/s320/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440723834526115474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FP8gkKQJI/AAAAAAAABHY/Hds_wpYskEg/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FP8gkKQJI/AAAAAAAABHY/Hds_wpYskEg/s320/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440717725792616594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef Steak Ciabatta :) yumz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back home from Sunway Pyramid, we saw pretty fireworks being "set free" in the middle of the sky. At first I was plain lazy to take out my camera to snap some pictures, but then, my hand just reached in to my bag and got the camera out from it and the next thing I know, I was clicking and trying my very best to get and capture good shots of the fireworks with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lousy&lt;/span&gt; digital camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FPvJJ1yzI/AAAAAAAABHQ/s1fwVcFMDJE/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FPvJJ1yzI/AAAAAAAABHQ/s1fwVcFMDJE/s320/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440717496169909042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FPeaEc5VI/AAAAAAAABHI/-YAUXpAs93w/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FPeaEc5VI/AAAAAAAABHI/-YAUXpAs93w/s320/033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440717208652932434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FOHaNZhEI/AAAAAAAABHA/9VRXOGP93aU/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FOHaNZhEI/AAAAAAAABHA/9VRXOGP93aU/s320/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440715714041840706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FNrn0TWNI/AAAAAAAABG4/DOwCrv7mYSA/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FNrn0TWNI/AAAAAAAABG4/DOwCrv7mYSA/s320/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440715236658338002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FV3pMsRyI/AAAAAAAABI4/hr217tKtZXM/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FV3pMsRyI/AAAAAAAABI4/hr217tKtZXM/s320/036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440724239280523042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FMMnbeGmI/AAAAAAAABGg/Lnh8OAtmAQg/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FMMnbeGmI/AAAAAAAABGg/Lnh8OAtmAQg/s320/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440713604466612834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done for now. Feeling really tired after a long day out from home. Shall hit the bed soon once I'm done clearing my files in the laptop :) goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-6189338132479404741?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6189338132479404741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/second-last-sunday-in-month-of-february.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6189338132479404741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6189338132479404741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/second-last-sunday-in-month-of-february.html' title='Second Last Sunday In The Month Of February'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4FUKZAtdwI/AAAAAAAABII/33t1_gan68s/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-5614273183495785482</id><published>2010-02-21T01:40:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T02:31:59.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Leaving Us Again</title><content type='html'>Just got back home from LCCT not long ago with the family to send the elder sister off as she'll be heading back to Melbourne, Australia to continue and finish her final days of studies there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the previous year, when we have to say our goodbyes to each other for the first time, we did not cry this time. Maybe cause we know that we'll still be able to see and contact each other online, and we'll be seeing her in a few months time when she comes back to Malaysia for a break. We might be visiting her in the month of November if dad is willing to pay our expenses and travel to Australia for a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, the family picture ain't complete without her in it. The house doesn't seem to be complete as well without her presence in it. Her room has gone back to the neat, tidy room when she was in Australia last year. When she's around, her room is a total (but not entirely) mess as though a tornado just invaded only in her room -.- so yea, it's weird for me to see the room empty and quiet, where it tells and reminds me that she's not in Malaysia anymore but in some other land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there were times we fought and we don't talk to each other or doesn't seem like sisters to the eyes of others, but none of us could deny the fact that we have the same parents, we share the same blood, we live under the same rood for at least 17 years. We may have different personalities and characters, but we are still biological sisters and I would give up my own life just to keep her living in this world, only IF that time really comes. So let's not hope for that time to arrive or even happen in the first place :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall let the pictures do the talking from here onwards. Not much pictures taken though. I think she took more pictures than I do with her camera -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4AqlMhUyEI/AAAAAAAABGY/oU7rWbtCYxQ/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4AqlMhUyEI/AAAAAAAABGY/oU7rWbtCYxQ/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440395168368085058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4AqZc4roEI/AAAAAAAABGQ/a83gpG_v56o/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4AqZc4roEI/AAAAAAAABGQ/a83gpG_v56o/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440394966602588226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4AqCV1wYZI/AAAAAAAABGI/faA2kOcc1Kk/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4AfWfM2e6I/AAAAAAAABFA/xZQn4fwC_hk/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440382821056543650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4AfLUBCYwI/AAAAAAAABE4/j63tzwAIHEs/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4AfLUBCYwI/AAAAAAAABE4/j63tzwAIHEs/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440382629075641090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4Ae7nBazvI/AAAAAAAABEw/yrqfW2RWrGM/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4Ae7nBazvI/AAAAAAAABEw/yrqfW2RWrGM/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440382359299608306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4Aeo-WU88I/AAAAAAAABEo/d12O-_Y9450/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4Aeo-WU88I/AAAAAAAABEo/d12O-_Y9450/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440382039143805890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-5614273183495785482?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5614273183495785482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/shes-leaving-us-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5614273183495785482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5614273183495785482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/shes-leaving-us-again.html' title='She&apos;s Leaving Us Again'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S4AqlMhUyEI/AAAAAAAABGY/oU7rWbtCYxQ/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-127327066991755258</id><published>2010-02-20T01:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:33:29.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S37Ke6_yJLI/AAAAAAAABEg/jIqvF-6Bc2U/s1600-h/neytiri+-+zoe+saldana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 472px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S37Ke6_yJLI/AAAAAAAABEg/jIqvF-6Bc2U/s320/neytiri+-+zoe+saldana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440008032491807922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S37KLRImTkI/AAAAAAAABEY/SpVcuAXbr60/s1600-h/Neytiri_Arrow.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 476px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S37KLRImTkI/AAAAAAAABEY/SpVcuAXbr60/s320/Neytiri_Arrow.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440007694836977218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Been watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the movie for God-knows-how-many-times I've watched it since I downloaded it yesterday :D besides, I've watched the movie in cinemas twice already :p 2D and 3D version :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While watching the movie, I have this random thought that hit me in the head. I think I can survive in their world if I am lucky enough to have an Avatar body all to myself :p I've been imitating Neytiri's warrior cry and their victory shout as though I just got out from a jungle to annoy my younger sister :D and it seems fun to be able to ride on an Ikran :D but the Tsaheylu (the bond) thing is just plain weird :/ other than that, I love how their movements can be so graceful and elegant as a hunter/warrior, even when they're on the battle field, it somehow shows off their long yet fit body :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that it makes me seem like a weirdo after reading all this. But I can't help it that I love to imagine and picture myself being in all this science fiction storyline like Twilight, Heroes etc. where they possess special powers and makes them seem so powerful and unbeatable. A world I sometimes wish that I could see its existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being random and expressing my random-ness right here as I'm trying my best to keep my blog updated -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&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/4195051392775162097-127327066991755258?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/127327066991755258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/127327066991755258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/127327066991755258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S37Ke6_yJLI/AAAAAAAABEg/jIqvF-6Bc2U/s72-c/neytiri+-+zoe+saldana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-8223853309645194460</id><published>2010-02-13T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:20:05.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year Of The Roaring Tiger</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year and Happy Valentine's Day in advance everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very first time seeing/encountering such phenomenon where Chinese New Year and Valentine's Day falls on the same date and day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first time as well coming back early after a family reunion dinner o.o we had our dinner at 6pm just now :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be heading down to Klang tomorrow to visit dad's cousins and relatives just like every other year on the first day of Chinese New Year. With the oh-so-hot-weather, I'm praying that the house we're gonna visit will have air-cond installed by now! Rawr! Then, will be heading back to Kluang on the second day of Chinese New Year this coming Monday till Wednesday just like every other year as well! Only this time, I'm feeling rather excited to travel back to Kluang as 2 of my cousins and I started to keep in touch with each other again through Facebook last year as though we were some long lost close friends that have not seen each other for years! :D plus, (not so) new friend KarMun who used to attend the same church as both of my cousins will be going back to Kluang as well :D and and, I'll be visiting &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Pastor Andy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Jay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Travis&lt;/span&gt; in Kluang to collect angpao from the obviously married ones :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I won't be updating my blog till the day I came back to my home sweet home in Subang Jaya! Unless I can find an opportunity to use my cousins or any Kluang people's laptop to go online and start Tweeting first :p haha! Till then, happy holidays everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-8223853309645194460?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8223853309645194460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-of-roaring-tiger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/8223853309645194460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/8223853309645194460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-of-roaring-tiger.html' title='The Year Of The Roaring Tiger'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-2462031270355791622</id><published>2010-02-11T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:54:58.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry</title><content type='html'>Since the day holiday started. Since Foundation In Communication course is officially over. I still don't get why my parents doesn't want me to hang out with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I want to go out, they will surely give me that type of expression or voice to make me stay at home. It actually frustrates and makes me angry that they're still treating me like a baby! I'm 19 this year in the month of July for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day I lay hands on the computer keyboard in FTZ Asia (Cyber Cafe next to Asia Cafe in SS15) and used &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cruz&lt;/span&gt;'s account to play L4D 2 for the first time, I got hooked up. I wanted to play the game again badly and I'm actually anticipating for today to come but.. parents just have to jump in to the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not allowed to come back late. They want me to be home early. I'm already stuck at home for the whole day already why do they still want me to be at home?!?! I have no assignments nor studies to do! So stop treating my like a pet bird trap in a cage! In my case, I'm stuck at home just to be a "good girl" and please their sight. Gahhh! I don't like it! It's really hard for me to hold in all this anger and keep quiet infront of both of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I still have.. God? Haha! And friends who were there to cheer me up :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Jon Poon&lt;/span&gt; was kind enough to show me this video just to make me forget about my anger! Haha! Aww thank you! He's a real great friend I can really count on to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKWdSCt4jGE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKWdSCt4jGE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Revo Conference is taking place in different places starting in 4 weeks time from now! Somehow I got a feeling that I won't be chosen as an ACTS TV crew member to go for Revo Penang :( even if I'm not part of the ACTS TV crew, chances of me being chosen to go there is just too slim cause of the amount of sign ups :( ughh guess I shall pray and ask for God's guidance now! Melaka, Johor and another place which I forgot the name in the month of March, April and May. Pray pray pray. Pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-2462031270355791622?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2462031270355791622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/angry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2462031270355791622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2462031270355791622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/angry.html' title='Angry'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-2255556446147729432</id><published>2010-02-11T12:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:28:00.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left 4 Dead 2 session</title><content type='html'>With the church peepz tonight, 10pm at TBun. Should I join? :/ It's right after Vision Casting though. I need a driver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VZriJI06vCw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VZriJI06vCw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-2255556446147729432?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2255556446147729432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/left-4-dead-2-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2255556446147729432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2255556446147729432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/left-4-dead-2-session.html' title='Left 4 Dead 2 session'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-1797696018639620260</id><published>2010-02-10T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:46:30.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have No Idea</title><content type='html'>Why am I feeling so tired these days :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Monday morning, the moment I woke up and head to college to sit for my Finals exam, most of the time I almost dozed off. Whether I'm sitting down quietly doing my paper or walking around, my mind just went off to dreamland and it left my body hanging there -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals exam is officially over! I can happily announce to the whole world that I'll be free for 2 weeks plus with no assignments nor studies to bother me :D shall enjoy and sleep as much as I can! Chinese New Year is this Sunday! I wanna do last minute CNY shopping! Rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I may have decided to stay back in Kluang next week to visit the Loh's/Yeoh's, my cousins and KarMun, but now I have to think on how and when will I be coming back to Subang Jaya -.- I'm doomed! God, I need transport! Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-1797696018639620260?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1797696018639620260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-no-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1797696018639620260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1797696018639620260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-no-idea.html' title='I Have No Idea'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-4398465404632994736</id><published>2010-02-08T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:54:06.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE</title><content type='html'>One more paper. One more day. 25 hours and 15 minutes to be exact from now. And I shall proudly declare FREEDOM once I step out of the exam hall tomorrow at 11am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye exam. Goodbye all 3 semesters of Foundation In Communication. Hello 3 years Degree programme in Communication &amp;amp; Media Management in a few weeks time at Taylor's Lakeside Campus under UniSA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am definitely gonna miss the moments we shared throughout the whole Foundation course :) am gonna miss different ones of you, who'll be going different paths after tomorrow. All the best in the decision you make :) do know that I miss and appreciate your presence in my life from the bottom of my heart :) every single one of you meant something to me. Though we may not be as close, but I thank God for the friendship built between us :) one of the best gift I ever receive from God. Shall keep in touch and meet up more often k? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video done by our favourite photographer, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Nicholas Chin&lt;/span&gt; during sem 2 last year. The ECS II credits for our drama project :D though only Group 1 students are involve, haha! Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6wl9dplrYI4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6wl9dplrYI4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-4398465404632994736?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4398465404632994736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4398465404632994736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4398465404632994736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/one.html' title='ONE'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-62663654403196244</id><published>2010-02-07T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:09:51.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm</title><content type='html'>Feeling REALLY tired right now. Physically tired. I wanted to sleep but I can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www2.worthingtonlibraries.org/teen/blog/Image/To_study_by_alma_lunar_1.jpg" src="http://www2.worthingtonlibraries.org/teen/blog/Image/To_study_by_alma_lunar_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2162/2531713440_207a191589.jpg" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2162/2531713440_207a191589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have Finals exam tomorrow. 2 papers to sit for. English for College Studies III at 9am and Media Appreciation at 2pm. And I'm not even done with my studies for Media Appreciation!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raar! I'm currently waiting/anticipating for this Tuesday, 11am to come! So that I could officially declare my freedom and mark the end of my one year Foundation In Mass Comm course :p &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt; is this coming Sunday! Definitely looking forward for the collecting-angpao-moments :D heading back to Kluang (mom's hometown) on the 2nd day of CNY! First time feeling really excited to go back Kluang as the cousins and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KarMun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorta&lt;/span&gt; make plans for me when I go back with the family :O while I'll be more than happy to be able to finally visit &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Jay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Pastor Andy&lt;/span&gt; in Kluang and receive angpao from them! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making it sound as though I have never seen both Pastor Andy and Jay at least once every week :O but this year would be the very first time I visit the two lovely married couples in the land of Kluang since the day I knew that Jay was from Kluang as well 2 years ago. Almost manage to visit them last year but mom stopped me from doing so cause she told me that I should allow them to rest and let them escape from their stress-and-busy-schedule-in-KL during that period of time -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyy I better get back to my notes now! Not supposed to be online, but I'm here :D toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-62663654403196244?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/62663654403196244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/62663654403196244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/62663654403196244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/im.html' title='I&apos;m'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2162/2531713440_207a191589_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-2582823594788019755</id><published>2010-02-06T03:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T03:34:17.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>But it's all worth it to see the smiles and joy on their faces :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that every single person who went for The Challenge enjoyed themselves! Of sports and supporting their own teammates :) from Adult Leaders, Volunteers and teens who made the first day of the event a fruitful one definitely had a great time cheering for each other and willing to sacrifice anything of them (ie. picking up rubbish on the floor) just to get points for their team :O crazy + psycho + loyal people to their own team :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be one of the volunteers in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green team&lt;/span&gt; to help bring out the spirit in them to cheer and willing-to-do-anything just for the team. But, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt; asked me last minute whether if I could help record some footage on the first day of the event like how we did during last year's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ACTS Teens The New Normal Camp&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=10955956&amp;amp;id=871850412" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs139.snc3/18643_468584175412_871850412_10955955_5454260_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Audrey Chew&lt;/span&gt; for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I "accepted" the job, borrowed &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Joanne Poon&lt;/span&gt;'s Camcorder, and started running here and there + recording random scenes before and during the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I was "chosen" to be one of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Referees&lt;/span&gt; as well for the Telematch games for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Red House&lt;/span&gt;! It was superb funny to see myself cheering for the Red House people during the game as though I'm part of the team when I'm actually in Green House :O screamed my lungs out during the game just because the team wasn't listening to my instructions -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, first day of The Challenge ended smoothly with around 180 teens or more came to the event :O really thank God for answering our prayers and giving us good weathers with a large number of teens showing up for the event on the first day itself! Heard that there will be more teens going tomorrow! Woohooo! On a side note, thanks to the ever awesome Adult Leaders and Volunteers who put so much effort into making this event happen as well! Proud to be serving in this ministry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be reading my Bible and study Media Appreciation for my Finals on Monday but instead, I'm obviously distracted by the laptop in front of me with Internet access that allows me to download songs and go online :( shall stop here and update more tomorrow :p goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms,sans-serif;"&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-2582823594788019755?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2582823594788019755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2582823594788019755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2582823594788019755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-3170514245253782949</id><published>2010-02-04T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:52:35.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACTS Teens The Challenge</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is finally THE day for our very first ACTS Teens Sports event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://teens.theactschurch.org/userfiles/image/thechallenge.jpg" width="350" height="496" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05.02.2010 (Friday) - 07.02.2010 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;What time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm - 11pm (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;6.30pm - 10.30pm (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;4pm - Prize Giving Ceremony (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kompleks Rakan Muda, Puchong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there as a Referee :p and I'm definitely excited to see the number of teens from the age of 11 - 17 years old joining/coming for this sports event! Believing that all Adult Leaders and Volunteers will have fun watching the teens enjoy their time there too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I'm practically screaming from the inside cause of transport. Arranging transport is not as easy as you think. Especially when people who does not reply you or give you the information you need, and after when it's way pass the given time to send in their submission, they ask you to help them arrange transport last minutely. All the time I arrange transport, I feel like asking them to just walk to the place. Pfft. *Geram*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-3170514245253782949?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3170514245253782949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/acts-teens-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/3170514245253782949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/3170514245253782949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/acts-teens-challenge.html' title='ACTS Teens The Challenge'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-4832391385179754925</id><published>2010-02-03T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:36:13.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals Exam</title><content type='html'>In less than one week time D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta start studying from tonight onwards! Only managed to study Social Psychology Chapter 9 which I doubt anything entered my brain -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many chapters to study! *Bangs head on the study table*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;"&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-4832391385179754925?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4832391385179754925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/finals-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4832391385179754925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4832391385179754925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/finals-exam.html' title='Finals Exam'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-6413820385403100997</id><published>2010-02-03T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:47:18.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Your Problem?</title><content type='html'>You said that I'm being hostile towards you? Think about it. Your words are so indirect and I dislike people who always have conversation with me without giving me a direct meaning in the sentences he/she speak of. All I can do is just reveal the actual meaning and be straightforward to you, and you say that I'm being hostile towards you. Thanks for the comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be it. Don't wanna talk. Don't talk. By the way, the words you said to me just now totally ruined my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you don't like it so much, you have the choice to NOT talk to me instead of coming back to me and start lecturing me :) my replies towards you these days seems like I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak cari gaduh&lt;/span&gt;? Don't talk to me then :) I'm totally fine with it. So that I won't wanna pick a fight with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&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/4195051392775162097-6413820385403100997?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6413820385403100997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-your-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6413820385403100997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6413820385403100997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-your-problem.html' title='What Is Your Problem?'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-5397756947458632180</id><published>2010-02-02T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:12:11.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Give Up</title><content type='html'>Another couple is getting married soon within this month. Most people expect me to be invited to their wedding. We need to RSVP our attendance to their wedding ceremony/dinner by 7th of February which is this Sunday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since no one believes me, I shall say it out loud right here that I did not get their wedding invitation card :) be it wedding ceremony or wedding dinner, I am not invited. So stop assuming and say that I will DEFINITELY be invited. You are not the one who's getting married, what makes you think so and where did you get the confidence in saying that I'll SURELY be invited? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to the soon-to-be married couples! I shall give my blessings to the both of you in advance in this blog :) keep on dancing for God and smile your ways through the years ahead even after the marriage. God bless the lovely couples :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-5397756947458632180?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5397756947458632180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-give-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5397756947458632180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5397756947458632180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-give-up.html' title='I Give Up'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-6284291908808141702</id><published>2010-02-02T09:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:47:01.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owl City - The Saltwater Room</title><content type='html'>All thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sara&lt;/span&gt; and her group for doing the Music Video assignment using this song, I'm feeling as though I'm in love once again after listening to this song ♥ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/usR7mMHUhlY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/usR7mMHUhlY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-6284291908808141702?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6284291908808141702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/owl-city-saltwater-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6284291908808141702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6284291908808141702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/owl-city-saltwater-room.html' title='Owl City - The Saltwater Room'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-4377323305993229308</id><published>2010-02-01T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:07:51.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 1st Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3139673&amp;amp;id=713883261&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=704294195" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs145.snc3/17253_240521317722_602237722_3702614_1478646_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wan Yew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (27).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the few pilots I ever know in life :) he is one friendly guy who's easy to talk to and make friends with :) he has this particular charm that attracts and makes people want to talk or know more about him! He is one of the few jokers that makes you go "out-of-words-to-fight-back" and causes you to laugh and maybe feel stupid at times -.- he is one tough guy who reads whenever he has the time to do so. So don't try to be funny with him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2908992&amp;amp;id=598618319" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs088.snc3/15547_190238018319_598618319_2972439_8348060_n.jpg" id="myphoto" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Daniel Shin&lt;/span&gt; (18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the few campus student I know of when I first join Campus Ministry last year :) the Korean born-in-Sarawak boy is actually very shy, so to speak. I tried talking to him a few times but our conversation doesn't seem to last most of the time :( we should go out for a mamak session together with the gang one day! Chit chat session non-stop :D but overall, he is one friendly guy who's actually nice to talk to as well when you get to know more about him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3849354&amp;amp;id=587641045&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=615388652" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19176_258086426045_587641045_3849355_5372866_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Travis Loh Jin Meng&lt;/span&gt; (22).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the one and only Travis Loh in the world that I know of! Hahaha! Another friendly guy who jokes A LOT! A young wedding cinematographer and a passionate photographer himself, he is one talented guy who'll give his best in his work or anything related to video/photography :) he is one good friend that I can count on to but I never turn to him when I have problems. Hahahahaha! He'll try his every way to cheer you up when you're not in a good mood :) one of my ever-awesome chatting partner too during our assignment days where we'll keep each other company and awake to finish our work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, you guys are one of the greatest gifts from God :) each of you have left me an impression (good) or impacted my life in different ways. Pray that God will bless you guys with a great year ahead and praying that we'll get to know more about each other as well throughout the year :) you guys are awesome to be born in such a day as this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-4377323305993229308?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4377323305993229308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-1st-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4377323305993229308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/4377323305993229308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-1st-babies.html' title='February 1st Babies'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-5744488131352686264</id><published>2010-01-31T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:23:18.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do Not Know How To Feel Anymore</title><content type='html'>Congratulations once again to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Alvin Keng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jessica Chan&lt;/span&gt; upon their marriage yesterday at the ceremony in St. Peter's Church, Bangsar in the morning and the wedding dinner was beautiful as well :) they are officially married, together, husband and wife :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was good for me throughout the day, but until the very end of the wedding dinner, I was in a not-so-good-mood that only &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Salby&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Joel&lt;/span&gt; knows about it. I really thank God for them as they were there for me whenever I feel helpless and needs someone to talk to. The 3 of us are very close till a point where we became non-biological brother and sisters. It's funny to see that I'm closer to them rather than my own sisters ._. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many did not know I was feeling down cause they are not the ones or the reason I'm feeling emotionally down. Whatever it is, if the person is smart enough or rather an observational type of person, he/she might notice my actions towards him/her is rather "cold". My cold-shoulder treatment to that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I really do not want to see me and that person fall into this kinda relationship as we were once consider close to each other. But after that conversation, I don't think we are as close anymore. Right now, whenever I see that person around me, I would not want to give him/her any eye contact and I would try my every way to stay far away from him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself to not cry over issues like this as it's not beneficial for me in any way cause I'm just hurting myself at the end of the day and it's not worth it to cry over that person. That's my 2010 Resolution and I manage to stand firm and stick to my Resolution, thank God. But still, there are times when I really wanted to cry out and just let it all out. It's really suffocating to keep everything inside and not knowing how to let go of the hatred/anger/frustration/upset feelings within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I'm just tired and fed up of all this but the feeling of not wanting to let go over this friendship makes things even more complicated for me :/ right now, I don't even know how to face that person anymore. What kind of feelings should I use to face him/her? Should I smile? Should I be someone different in front of that person while facing others, I'm still the normal girl they used to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. All I can do now is to just rest in His arms and let Him take care of everything. I'm helpless at this point. There's nothing much I can do now. God, take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-5744488131352686264?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5744488131352686264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-do-not-know-how-to-feel-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5744488131352686264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5744488131352686264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-do-not-know-how-to-feel-anymore.html' title='I Do Not Know How To Feel Anymore'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-5665730574450403981</id><published>2010-01-30T06:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T06:54:32.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BIG DAY&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt; as they exchange their wedding vows before God at St. Peter's Church in Bangsar later, 10am :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I woke up as early as 5am just now, but it sure feels good waking up early in the morning :) currently writing down the script for next Sunday's CVA episode as I do not have a printer at home :( *cries!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update again later on their wedding ceremony and wedding dinner :) congratulations to the both of them! They're getting married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-5665730574450403981?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5665730574450403981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5665730574450403981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5665730574450403981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-5787211829303287668</id><published>2010-01-29T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T10:43:30.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think</title><content type='html'>I should just shaddap from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;It's best if I don't ask those questions in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of trying to clarify things by asking those questions, we messed it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of wanting to build a stronger friendship, when things goes the other way round, don't even think about calling each other good/close friends anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;That is how friendship grew further apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Awkward moments occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I really feel stupid of myself for messing things up, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-5787211829303287668?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5787211829303287668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5787211829303287668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/5787211829303287668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think.html' title='I Think'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-2775128731654029634</id><published>2010-01-29T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T02:29:26.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ampang Lookout Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in;" alt="http://ammarue.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/3433852976_172e82b1c0_b.jpg" src="http://ammarue.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/3433852976_172e82b1c0_b.jpg" width="897" height="601" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great dinner outing indeed :) my first time going to that place as well. And from the time before we head to that place till the time we came back home, those moments will never be easily erased from my memory :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did I went with? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Joan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Carmen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Michelle Lee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;William&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Azhar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Suzuki&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lyon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Jia Kent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cruz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Nick&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Keith&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part where I hopped from Jia Kent's car to Nick's car to Carmen's car was superb fun! We have a total of 5 drivers and 4 cars with some empty passenger seats in a few cars :p our original plan to meet at Michelle's place at 7pm has been dragged to 8.30pm :p Malaysian timing. Kent started blaming Joan due to his late arrival and we reached Ampang Lookout Point around 9.10pm or so. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually uber lazy to update the details right here. What more I do not have the pictures with me at the moment. Have to wait for our favourite photographers (Nick and John) to upload those pictures first, so that I can 'steal' the photos from them after that :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before we left the place, the staff from this restaurant we dine in at (which I forgotten the name of the restaurant) gave us free tea (with mint in it, eww!) and cake for each of us and all of us started singing the birthday song without knowing whose birthday we're celebrating for! Haha! I think the staffs likes us :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried asking Nick to drift down the hills when we left that place and I called it "Ampang Drift" :O lame-ness attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update on the outing again once I got the pictures from both Nick and John. Currently flooding the playlist and myself with emo songs after listening to so many emo songs on my way to Ampang Lookout Point, at the restaurant in Lookout Point itself and on the way back from Lookout Point. I'm not emotionally down or anything, just in the mood of wanting to listen to emo songs, that's all :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Alvin Keng Kong Wai&lt;/span&gt;, my ACTS TV Boss and TN5 Home Leader is getting married with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jessica &lt;/span&gt;this Saturday! I'm feeling excited for the both of them since Monday :p haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-2775128731654029634?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2775128731654029634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/ampang-lookout-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2775128731654029634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2775128731654029634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/ampang-lookout-point.html' title='Ampang Lookout Point'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-3459448829153322068</id><published>2010-01-27T02:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T02:42:40.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Thought</title><content type='html'>I tend to ask certain guys on questions that will make them think "What is wrong with this girl asking me this question? Does she likes me or something?" that sorta thought. Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that good or bad? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-3459448829153322068?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3459448829153322068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/3459448829153322068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/3459448829153322068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-thought.html' title='Just A Thought'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-2805595308990616383</id><published>2010-01-26T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:06:58.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Done Is Done</title><content type='html'>Teared for the second time of the year. I screwed my part of the ECS III Research Presentation just now. Was super down and emo for a moment till I seriously felt like skipping the remaining classes of the day. But thank God for friends like them, I managed to smile again :) you know who you guys and girls are ;) all of you are awesome! Hugz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much thanks to Leona as well for being there for me :) I hearts you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's over now. Goodbye ECS III Research Presentation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm still at college now. In case you readers out there really thought that I skipped class. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-2805595308990616383?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2805595308990616383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-done-is-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2805595308990616383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/2805595308990616383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-done-is-done.html' title='What Done Is Done'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-1846605108388127166</id><published>2010-01-24T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:06:37.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Swan</title><content type='html'>"Hello?" *Miss Swan slang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll know what I mean after you watch this video :p I actually annoyed the whole ACTS TV people who served during Sunday Evening Service just now :D and one of them said that I'm not allowed to drink Pepsi/Coke whenever I'm serving in ACTS TV while another person said that I'm annoying/irritating but in the end, he was influenced as well! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HFjMBwwyq0w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HFjMBwwyq0w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Nirvana with a bunch of awesome possum people just now and some of us started to arm wrestle with each other after dinner. I played with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Joneil&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ken-Ji&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Salby&lt;/span&gt; and I lost all 3 rounds -.- hmmph! Some of them actually expected me to win at least 2 rounds (with Ken-Ji and Salby) but no :( my hands got no strength + muscle! Haha! Ada fats &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;je&lt;/span&gt; :p before we said goodbye to each other, some of us started treating &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Joel Wong&lt;/span&gt; as a punching bag by punching him while &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Pastor Andy&lt;/span&gt; stared at us like one-kind :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to assignments :( gotta prepare myself for the ECS III Research presentation this coming Tuesday and more written assignments -.- ughh I just can't wait for all this to end! Including Finals! Rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-1846605108388127166?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1846605108388127166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/miss-swan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1846605108388127166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1846605108388127166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/miss-swan.html' title='Miss Swan'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-1987223108021539823</id><published>2010-01-23T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T15:38:02.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23.01.2010</title><content type='html'>Saturday. The day I used to always go lazy and slack at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now?&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a March 2009 intake student of Foundation course in Taylor's College Petaling Jaya campus.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a semester 3 students now.&lt;br /&gt;And because this is my Final Semester for this Foundation course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All lecturers who used to taught us in the previous semesters are being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; mean to us when comes to assignments wise. Hello? Did they realize that our final semester is a short semester? And when I say short, it's short. Yes, approximately 2 months worth of time for us to attend classes and still cost us a bomb for college fees. Hmmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have at least 2 assignments due every week! And for our ECS (English for College Studies) III, we were asked to do on this one research paper that takes us forever to complete it. None of us have ever encountered this research work before, and we were asked to complete this one particular assignment in a limited time and our lecturer expects us to do well in this assignment. Wow thanks for putting so much hope in us :D not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, all of us wants to score and do well in our assignments. So, what we can do is just complain and get on with live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, we've just finished our Mid Terms exam last Thursday and now we have to prepare for our Finals in 2 weeks time, which is from the 8 - 9 of February -.- go die Taylor's staff! Just admit that you guys are bad in planning all our timing and such! It's a shame that you guys call yourself professionals. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Back to assignments now :( tempted to NOT do my TV Series review assignment. Don't feel like overworking my brain and squeezing out ideas to write out a 1200 words for only 5%. Should I not do? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-1987223108021539823?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1987223108021539823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/23012010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1987223108021539823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1987223108021539823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/23012010.html' title='23.01.2010'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-6798641749962897340</id><published>2010-01-22T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T10:33:54.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACTS Teens Combined Homes Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30410662&amp;amp;id=1259438960" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs173.snc3/20041_1191046617201_1259438960_30455719_7076949_n.jpg" id="myphoto" width="427" height="604" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Night Games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date   : 22.01.2010 (tonight!)&lt;br /&gt;Time  : 8pm - 10.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Venue: USJ2/6 (there's an error in the poster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All teens from the age of 11 - 17 are invited to this event :D if you know someone who falls in to the category, bring them and a friend along! The more the merrier :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there :) are YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-6798641749962897340?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6798641749962897340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/acts-teens-combined-homes-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6798641749962897340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/6798641749962897340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/acts-teens-combined-homes-party.html' title='ACTS Teens Combined Homes Party'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-8824261631784422079</id><published>2010-01-21T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:40:01.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramli Burger For Dinner</title><content type='html'>Mom was lazy to cook these days in the evening and she decided to dapau some food back and have a simple dinner. Yesterday, mommy along with the elder and younger sister went to I-don't-know-which Pasar Malam and bought us dinner. Tonight, instead of the elder sister, I went with my mom and younger sister to the oh-so-famous &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;USJ4 Ramli Burger stall&lt;/span&gt; and waited for approximately 45 minutes for us to get our burgers since we ordered. The overflowing customers with their respective orders has no end -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hiwa-xa2I/AAAAAAAABDg/2KgLQi1e12U/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hiwa-xa2I/AAAAAAAABDg/2KgLQi1e12U/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429197934810983266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burger Ayam Special + Cheese. - RM3.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hjUMMtVII/AAAAAAAABDw/Sgb2xSsBOEY/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hjUMMtVII/AAAAAAAABDw/Sgb2xSsBOEY/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429198549318194306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hjhQ39A1I/AAAAAAAABD4/3NYO9kjLo8w/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hjhQ39A1I/AAAAAAAABD4/3NYO9kjLo8w/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429198773911618386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burger Ayam Double Special + Cheese. - RM4.20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hj4g5DuiI/AAAAAAAABEA/PrmMpJ_UpJ4/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hj4g5DuiI/AAAAAAAABEA/PrmMpJ_UpJ4/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429199173348211234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Dog Ayam Double. - RM3.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hi4j8cs0I/AAAAAAAABDo/bDI_EZcLOPM/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hi4j8cs0I/AAAAAAAABDo/bDI_EZcLOPM/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429198074656109378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candid picture of elder sister enjoying her Burger Ayam + Cheese. - RM3.40 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total cost: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RM15.40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for 4 orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is reasonably cheap and a bit under-priced (haha!) for a the amount of Ramli Burger we ordered with extra cheese and such :p mom kept on repeating and saying that one McD set meal for a person already cost more than RM10 while 4 Ramli Burger's for 4 people only cost us less than RM20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I am satisfied :) my tummy is satisfied :D the 4 of us are satisfied! We finish our meal with another cup of homemade barley :) double uuhhzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-8824261631784422079?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8824261631784422079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/ramli-burger-for-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/8824261631784422079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/8824261631784422079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/ramli-burger-for-dinner.html' title='Ramli Burger For Dinner'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/S1hiwa-xa2I/AAAAAAAABDg/2KgLQi1e12U/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195051392775162097.post-1183037084135520299</id><published>2010-01-21T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:53:59.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Blog, Yet Different</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="previewimage"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.natures-desktop.com/wallpaper-previews/birds/robin-sherwood.jpg" alt="small red breasted robin in Sherwood Forest" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   Tweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same blog, different link, and I deleted all of my previous blog post from the day I created this blog (which is approximately one year ago) till the post before this :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I changed my blog link is because I find my previous one rather annoying (in some ways and for some reason) and I do not want to go through the hassle to create a new blog and ditch everything in this blog that has been with me for almost a year now :p though I have to ask everyone to relink this new site ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least right now, it's as though I've created and got myself a new blog site but no. I'm still in the same blog with just my blog link changed and old post been deleted :p doesn't really make sense but yeah! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings &amp;amp; Peace Out,&lt;br /&gt;♠ Vanessa ♠™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195051392775162097-1183037084135520299?l=vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1183037084135520299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/same-blog-yet-different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1183037084135520299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195051392775162097/posts/default/1183037084135520299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanessalimwrites.blogspot.com/2010/01/same-blog-yet-different.html' title='Same Blog, Yet Different'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08037494304148901531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ln1JZsMRsvE/TDK7wuVS4uI/AAAAAAAABM4/0_mRS-o_6D0/S220/Xiao+Zha+Bo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
