<?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-2735981972591150596</id><updated>2011-07-30T09:43:03.062-07:00</updated><category term='Bree'/><category term='hang out'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='drama'/><category term='Go'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='movies'/><category term='nightmare'/><category term='random'/><category term='vivian'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='music video'/><category term='bluff'/><category term='Matty'/><category term='activities'/><category term='school'/><category term='date'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='miri'/><category term='fair'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='hair'/><category term='writting'/><category term='Olevel result'/><category term='celebration day'/><category term='heartbeat'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='panic'/><category term='fact'/><category term='family'/><category term='emo'/><category term='sibu'/><category term='chores'/><category term='new year'/><category term='new blogskin'/><category term='surprise'/><category term='love'/><category term='late night'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Mine and forever &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm Fragile. Don't ever break my heart. =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>298</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6093774577222173074</id><published>2010-06-05T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T06:07:00.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Hell yeah! I'm so-called back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;After a loooonnnggg break from whatever-the-hell-I'm busy-doing from blogging, yeah, I'm back *sniff sniff* My blog had been covered with cobwebs and all. I didn't even have the chance to bother on cleaning 'em :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Due to first term &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;school holiday&lt;/span&gt; (is it the first term? correct me! cause I'm noob in tracking school holidays in calendar -___-) I decided to keep my&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; blog super alive now!&lt;/span&gt; ;D WUHHOO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bizzare things happen around me and things had happened too fast. Too much to explain in a day right now. Well I guess I just have to spit out those things that happen to be popped out suddenly at this moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My legs still sore and my body still ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;MORE &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ENERGY RACE&lt;/span&gt; PLEASE! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never regret to join this activities!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I HAD SO MUCH FUN THAT DAY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479269742815245538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/TApGzPkMdOI/AAAAAAAABz8/5HWrqVgOOoo/s320/29134_1313377630085_1100002947_30742256_5203907_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479269734736572306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/TApGyxeFr5I/AAAAAAAABz0/1GBe2oP4ESo/s320/29134_1313377670086_1100002947_30742257_3518049_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479269098265044770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/TApGNubc5yI/AAAAAAAABzk/nk6VtWzHd8w/s320/30399_1394456875085_1642106712_952787_461474_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6093774577222173074?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6093774577222173074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6093774577222173074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6093774577222173074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6093774577222173074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/06/hell-yeah-im-so-called-back.html' title='Hell yeah! I&apos;m so-called back!'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/TApGzPkMdOI/AAAAAAAABz8/5HWrqVgOOoo/s72-c/29134_1313377630085_1100002947_30742256_5203907_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-2604456612858864201</id><published>2010-04-21T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T03:40:22.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Gay but cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What Do You Want From Me Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, slow it down whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I’m afraid whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might have been a time&lt;br /&gt;And I would give myself away&lt;br /&gt;Oooh once upon a time I didn’t give a damn&lt;br /&gt;But now, here we are so whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t give up I’m workin it out&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t give in, I won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Just keep coming around&lt;br /&gt;Hey, whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it’s plain to see (plain to see)&lt;br /&gt;that baby you’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And it’s nothing wrong with you&lt;br /&gt;(nothing wrong with you)&lt;br /&gt;It’s me, I’m a freak (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;but thanks for lovin’ me&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re doing it perfectly&lt;br /&gt;(it perfectly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might have been a time&lt;br /&gt;When I would let you step away&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t even try&lt;br /&gt;But I think you could save my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t give up I’m workin’ it out&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t give in, I won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Just keep comin around&lt;br /&gt;Hey, whataya want from me (Whataya want from me)&lt;br /&gt;Whataya want from me (Whataya want from me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t give up on me&lt;br /&gt;(uuuuuuh) I won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;No, I won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So I) just don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;I’m workin it out&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t give in, I won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;It messed me up (It messed me up)&lt;br /&gt;Need a second to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Just keep coming around&lt;br /&gt;Hey, whataya want from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t give up I’m workin’ it out&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t give in, i won’t let you down&lt;br /&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Just keep coming around&lt;br /&gt;Hey, whataya want from me (whataya want from me)&lt;br /&gt;whataya want from me (whataya want from me)&lt;br /&gt;whataya want from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/td2FjC7aaAU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/td2FjC7aaAU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" 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Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3067978098270504855</id><published>2010-04-21T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T03:29:55.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Dumbly -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday really lighten my day up. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Penyu swimming club&lt;/span&gt;, I adore! ;D HEHE. It was awesomely fun! Especially when you get to swim with my love ones! :D &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Chynna&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Amy&lt;/span&gt; were surprisingly following up us that day ;) AND &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; dated me! :p HEHEH. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; was coming too! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I followed up the small van instead the big bus so when I arrived at the pool I just knew that most of my friends were coming ;D We got changed up as usual then off we went to the pool. It was told that downstairs had been closed so we had to use upstairs intead ;/ the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh-so-deep pool&lt;/span&gt; that my feet won't get to touch to the ground eventhough I'm tall! *falling down into the pit hole* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the one and a half hour in the pool, I mostly hang out at the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;side&lt;/span&gt; of the pool -.- I tend to not know how to swim already when I'm in a deep pool? :( I nearly drowned in the middle of the pool -___- I managed to kick the water to float myself, omaigod. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Zhi han&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; were funny :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhi han : *swimming, trying to float, ahhh.. *drowning* (HHAHAH) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : *grab him* oi you okay ka?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhi Han : *cough cough* -_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt : I can see that your leg ah, looks like jungle! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : HAHAH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matt : Even coackroach going into there, won't get to find the way out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : HAHAHAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I was swimming in the pool, I suddenly caught someone was as if he was pulling my hair then I was like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OUCH MAN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : *coming to the surface* Oi ZHI HAN! You want to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cabut my hair hah?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhi Han : Ah? I did that ? sorry sorry :S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : HAHA, it's okay :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matty kept poking me in the water! (L) HEHHEHE :D *poke back* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HAD FUN DOING THE CANNONBALLS ! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Vian&lt;/span&gt; was enjoying it too, yes? :DD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't actually curled up like a ball? :p HAHA I'll try to fight my 'phobia' next week :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I despise adoringly don't really like &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;eas lesson&lt;/span&gt; -.- wth is wrong with my grammar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eas teacher&lt;/span&gt;, (I don't really wish to reveal his name here due to maybe some stalkers would stalk me then the stalker will go like "ohh, so this girl despise this teacher, I'mma tell that teacher!" then I will be so in big trouble -__- childish much) ok, where was I? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*playback* Today my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eas teacher&lt;/span&gt;, using my name several times ah! -___- We were learning &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ambiguous&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He spoke for examples and asking questions : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mum read her book. They got two different meanings. (My mum is reading her book OR my mum was reading &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EMILY&lt;/span&gt;, a book) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*looking at me, smirking* &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EMILY&lt;/span&gt;, tell teacher, stolen painting found by tree ? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(I was actually day dreaming :/ ouch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I answered, I don't know, sir. He replied, OH GOOD! Johnathan, help her. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;( I feel so dumb -___-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*explaning a question* &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EMILY&lt;/span&gt;, do you understand? Ming Bai? *nod nod* GOOD! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(I WAS CONCENTRATING OK! but somehow he thinks that I'm still blur -__-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*looking at me again without calling my name up* class, example of adverbs! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DUMBLY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EMILY&lt;/span&gt;, remember that. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( I go like WTF in my heart. didn't he just offend me! )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*stare at me* &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EMILY&lt;/span&gt;! complaints about NBA referees growing ugly ? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;( I successfully answered it correctly! :p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; very good! *search for another victim* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh hail the mighty. Please give me power to conquer this eas subject and give me bravery to show my weakness of being shy! -__________-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enough of that ! *sniff sniff* I felt guilty after made complaination about that -_- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462532725981897890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S87QkpIY5KI/AAAAAAAABx0/uLPkXkTa5k4/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Matty darling's friends said I look like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;doll&lt;/span&gt; in this picture! :O &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AM I? DO I??! ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3067978098270504855?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3067978098270504855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3067978098270504855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3067978098270504855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3067978098270504855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/04/dumbly.html' title='Dumbly -.-'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S87QkpIY5KI/AAAAAAAABx0/uLPkXkTa5k4/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1198474435164979768</id><published>2010-04-16T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T02:00:47.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah yes, again, I had to admit that I'm pretty busy already for this past few weeks. Nyaha! :p With all those &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;assignment&lt;/span&gt; never ending, plus everyday going on with my clubs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently I've been elected as the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blogging editor&lt;/span&gt; of PC Clinic. Here, let me give you the link if you readers are interested in taking a peep of it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pcc-at-ptek.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PTE Katok PC Clinic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Though it's not really entertaining enough, but I'll try my best to time management doing &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I won't be babbling much right now cause I don't feel right today :p Meh! I'm still blogging anyway. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School's been hectic already. I've torn apart my shoes, legs becoming sore due to the walking here and there to each class, been pissed by teacher (a secret not to tell cause I'm being a disobedient in school :/), sweating all day cause Ptek is a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; school for God's sake! -___- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But anyhow, school's not bad as it calls at pre-uni. The teaching method is wayyy different from my secondary school. By the way, I plan to take AS exam of course :) For &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;EAS&lt;/span&gt;. Wish me pass with flying colours!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh! missed mentioning about school this days. Right, so Ptek had been like doing all those voting as &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;president&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;vice president&lt;/span&gt;. So everyone goes like doing all those post it and sticking on their uniforms like ... okaayy~ :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1198474435164979768?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1198474435164979768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1198474435164979768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1198474435164979768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1198474435164979768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/04/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-551965716723391488</id><published>2010-04-16T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T05:23:15.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writting'/><title type='text'>A room full of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The decorated room, blossoms of flowers wallpaper lovingly pasted and lying peacefully on the wall from the top till the bottom and to the corner as well. The attract attention of the magnificent chandelier that hung from the wall ceiling was so welcoming to any guests into the room. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music flows in the name of vanilla twilight warmed all those innocent fellow hearts. Crystal clear to see all the bronzed, elegant and sturdy furnitures that intelligently placed to suit everyone's requirements. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The paintings on its wall, the ticking of the cuckoo clock, the soothing music, the gorgeous velvet curtains fell down upon the window. How amazing this room could be. Those fascinating decorations looked pleasantly in the eyes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adding to that breathtaking weather outside the room full of love. The sweet looking sun was shining dimly directly into the room for adding up the cheerness light and therefore the room wouldn't be so dreary looking. The clouds in the sky were dancing waltz as if they were in a dance ballroom. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The room elegantly now declared as a room full of love where all those decorative, delicately that will dilating your passion. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think? -__- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had known as the master of doing grammatical errors!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-551965716723391488?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/551965716723391488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=551965716723391488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/551965716723391488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/551965716723391488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/04/room-full-of-love.html' title='A room full of love'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-8452076745609003181</id><published>2010-04-11T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T06:45:56.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blogskin'/><title type='text'>Have a look :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a look in my&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; new blog&lt;/span&gt; of computing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emily-fung.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.emily-fung.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;( I know my link's lame -___- )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As for my dear teacher who encourage us to have a blog to do our &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;exercises&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-8452076745609003181?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/8452076745609003181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=8452076745609003181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8452076745609003181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8452076745609003181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-look-d.html' title='Have a look :D'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3052459243098216341</id><published>2010-04-06T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T07:29:18.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Sudden moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh so it was like this. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; and I were trying to find any place during our ps but it seems that library, all full house then student centre, full house too. Canteen, no need to say, the condition is worst, I meant like, I couldn't stand the heat! :O I was like sweating here and there due to the searching of an empty space for use to do our homeworks. Worrying my physics won't finish on time :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Searched an empty class finally after about 15minutes -.- I sat down there, fanning myself and puffing and coughing myself out. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; was like are you okay? Aiya, my lack of stamina -.- hahha! Then suddenly there was an announcement, stating my name in the list of names. I heard &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Eemelee Fuung BE24"&lt;/span&gt; He sort of pronounce my name as if he's having difficulties -.- I didn't really catch what he just said where is the venue. Then I was like, whaa? Block G or EG? Dumbfounded. Why are they calling my name? :/ Immediately? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I told &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; about that I had to go to the "venue" to see what's the condition. I met some of the people who had just called their names too so I just had to follow 'em. We found the class after that and Sir (I don't know how to spell his name?) Eas, I've been transferring class, then I was like WHAAA?! O_O Eas took my PS5! From that day onwards, my ps will be at block3 instead of 5! I came downstairs to take my bag from the empty class I went to with &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Told him about the bad news and I'mma miss ps with him! :'( Everytime ps, he's always the one accompanies me but now &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ps3&lt;/span&gt;?! I was in the mind thinking who's in the ps3 ah? He told me that &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Zhi Han&lt;/span&gt; was one of them. I'll be glad I knew some people having the same ps as I am :) A shocker indeed to know that my EAS class had been changed and subject teacher changed too! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mr Ravi&lt;/span&gt; would have told us earlier :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then computing class been canceled, then I was like having two PS in a day! :D Been with my computing mates at the canteen. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fakhrul&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lyea&lt;/span&gt; were there being with me doing homeworks and sort out things :) I ate a cup of french fries cause I was starving already, in the early morning? -.- After that, breaktime! And I met my boyfriend at the canteen so I cling to him to our next class, Math :p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then after Math, I was having another &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;. I walked to the canteen with wani and found my ex classmates. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Zhi Han&lt;/span&gt; joined our group then we were like doing the talking more than doing homeworks :p We ate lunch after that then I spotted &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; again. was about to cling to him when I heard another announcement indicatiing we swimming club members had a short meeting at the admin block. Sudden moment. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With a sudden and not expecting announcement, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miss Joyce&lt;/span&gt; told us that there will be &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no bus&lt;/span&gt; provided cause they didnt see our timetable that today will be swimming T.T &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Miss Joyce&lt;/span&gt; was sort of disappointed so the teachers had to provide us their transport to take us there. I followed &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Miss Olivia's&lt;/span&gt; car with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vivian&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; and the two other girls :p it's a great thing we get a transport. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been not &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt; for like two or three years, not even sure. Or maybe decades, worst. Perhaps I had to swim more to get my stamina back. At 3pm, everyone's was rushing here and there to get changed to our swimsuit. Teachers are like pushing us to get changed quickly :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; and I were in the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;intermediate&lt;/span&gt; stage. My goggles screen kept fogging up and I had to take it off, rinse it with water then put on my head back -.- repetitively and repeateadly. Seriously, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;vian&lt;/span&gt; told me to spit some saliva onto the screen so that it won't get to foggy :p HAHA! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We did the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;freestyle&lt;/span&gt; swimming. For this whole years since I start swimming, I just knew that my freestyle swimming method was totally wrong! :O Okay, so I was creating my own freestyle technique :p Kiss the biceps! :p And I literally kissing it, euw :p ahhah! That's the real technique. I tend to like make my head go above the water only. I didn't even bend my head to the other side and "kiss" my biceps. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime when I did freestlye, the water was like going into both of my ears. So yeah, my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hearing&lt;/span&gt; blurry, plus my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;vision&lt;/span&gt;, more blurry! (without my contacts, it's just hard to recognize people in the pool) Overall, it was totally awesome! :DD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About 4ish we had to get out of the pool and quickly rinse ourselves, get changed and sign out of from the pool. We arrived at the school about 5pm and we're like expecting less people will be there.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Student drop off point&lt;/span&gt; was like lots people there still waiting. I took a glimpse on my outfit, I look like auntie -.- with my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;school shoes&lt;/span&gt; on (forgot to bring sandals, crap) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had to wait &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Zhi Han&lt;/span&gt; again to get my stuff from his &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;locker&lt;/span&gt;. Share his locker space for this time only ;p &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Zhi han&lt;/span&gt; was following &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miss Joyce's&lt;/span&gt; car so had to wait like &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;30mins&lt;/span&gt; at the school. Luckily I was not alone, was with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vivian&lt;/span&gt; :D heh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Zhi Han&lt;/span&gt; came, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;moi moi&lt;/span&gt; and us were like running to our locker areas :p HAHA. Gosh, after the swimming, my body aches and now &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RUNNING&lt;/span&gt; again?! -___- oh yeah! his locker was like SO FULL! Including my school bag and his bag and two big ring files of his! Perfect fit ah! :p HAHA! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I went home, exhausted :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3052459243098216341?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3052459243098216341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3052459243098216341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3052459243098216341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3052459243098216341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/04/sudden-moment.html' title='Sudden moment'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1147489801136074853</id><published>2010-04-05T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T03:37:45.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>E-shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Missie Paradise&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for the stock that I've been wanting it. Yes, I've tried &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;online shopping&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. I scrolled up and down their fashion clothes and new arrival ones. Somehow I still having doubt on going to book it or not. But yeah, end up booking one &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;dress&lt;/span&gt;. Which I regret after few days -.- cause the dress was like costy and I don't have the interest on that dress anymore. I wanted to cancel it but they said once booked, cancellation cannot be made. I was like oh crap eh. I decided to change to a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;blouse&lt;/span&gt; instead, cheaper and maybe will suit my requirement :) So yeah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456268822743837618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S7iPlfKva7I/AAAAAAAABvs/L-RixJppZM8/s320/26425_105931392771671_100000644316339_117874_8371532_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should I say, the quality is like not good? -.- Earlier on : To Missie Paradise, thank you for the stock that I've been wanting it. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sarcasm&lt;/span&gt; in there :p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Picture : caught my attention&lt;br /&gt;Real situation : not amusing my requirement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a MEH! :p (I don't even know what is MEH means) Indicating sasak in there ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum, sis and daddy kept on mentioning about that online shopping. Saying that I'll be &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;gullible&lt;/span&gt; to get cheated sort of. Scared that the person will &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fraud&lt;/span&gt; away my cash or the person will give me the wrong stock or being used stock -.- I just wanted to try out online shopping, I mean like trying something new won't hurt right. Somehow they kept complaining and lecturing till I felt that I'm such gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhuh, I've learnt my lesson -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1147489801136074853?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1147489801136074853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1147489801136074853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1147489801136074853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1147489801136074853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/04/e-shopping.html' title='E-shopping'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S7iPlfKva7I/AAAAAAAABvs/L-RixJppZM8/s72-c/26425_105931392771671_100000644316339_117874_8371532_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-2850030765353819269</id><published>2010-04-02T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T02:58:06.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Bored attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455473508161263474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S7W8QFeBl3I/AAAAAAAABvU/qRVgmTg9Sos/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEOOOOWWW ~ Boredom~!! :p Alert alert ~! hahahaha! *craze* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455473522626250370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S7W8Q7WvxoI/AAAAAAAABvc/Dq3QiXlAoXY/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B0478.jpg" /&gt;Edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455473530245016098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S7W8RXvM6iI/AAAAAAAABvk/eSHDpCQM4nE/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B042.jpg" /&gt;Original visualize potrait photography by myself :p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meh! Narcissistic much! -___-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-2850030765353819269?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/2850030765353819269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=2850030765353819269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2850030765353819269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2850030765353819269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/04/bored-attack.html' title='Bored attack'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S7W8QFeBl3I/AAAAAAAABvU/qRVgmTg9Sos/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-2627786785251758699</id><published>2010-04-01T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T06:52:42.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>First of April</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'mma always gonna talk about &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; since I'm like spending most of my time at school. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School, school, school - yada, yada, yada :p I'm so bored till I go yada-yada. Wth I'm so lame -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm like feeling that &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Eas&lt;/span&gt; is getting tougher than I thought :/ I better go read some articles in improving my commenting skill. It is wayy out of my expectation. Dear Eas, I'm sorry that I've underestimate you -.- *bang the wall* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going up and down the stairs really made me &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sweaty&lt;/span&gt;! I sweat easily and I despise it! :O &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going to cafeteria, sweat *took out tissue and lap my face*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going to the notice board area, sweat *lap my face*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going to classes, sweat again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wth. This could go on and on. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear : Emily so crazy, siao one :p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : *LOL-ing* Oh, you even know what is siao? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear : Someone told me ma.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : AHH! I know who! *wink wink* :p *mentioning his name* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Fear : No, no! It's not him! What's chicken in chinese? (random talk eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me : Why? you hungry ah? its call "ji" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear : Also can use for people kan? why kan? what does it mean? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : It means a...*silent* HAHA a whore. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear : WHAT? you kidding la :p HAHAH! Don't you april fool me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : I'm not! :o It is true :p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear : Em, you wanna eat a WHORE? since youre hungry :p HAHHA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So siao one :p hahahha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY TO BREE PHA! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another of my bestfriend :D Wish you the best luck in everything and you're the bestest friend I've got! :D We're still darlings each other, yes? :D we're gays! ;p I miss gossiping and stalking with you ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455143106333471090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S7SPwKvtcXI/AAAAAAAABvM/XXfLcUOhl4E/s320/matt%27s+picture376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am like, omg, my pupils are like covering the whole eyeballs of mine -.- Too hyper motion face I've got. I'm drunk -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455143098543633602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S7SPvtud9MI/AAAAAAAABvE/RTFG72SGdn4/s320/matt%27s+picture375.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;babyboy&lt;/span&gt; is a sleepyhead *mwah* I love you darling :D HAHA!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(L)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S I no like playing Go -.- Cause I always lose, that's the reason *kiasu tone*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-2627786785251758699?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/2627786785251758699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=2627786785251758699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2627786785251758699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2627786785251758699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-of-april.html' title='First of April'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S7SPwKvtcXI/AAAAAAAABvM/XXfLcUOhl4E/s72-c/matt%27s+picture376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6674895345607556591</id><published>2010-03-31T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:35:25.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>S.C.H.O.O.L</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like the feeling when I get to type my username and password in a twinkling of an eye :p (have I said this before? no) I'm like asking question and answering myself -.- poor me. Crap, I'm tired with all half of the day at school. Wanting my life ah! :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I praised the Facebook creator that creates this : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.C.H.O.O.L = Six Crazy Hours Of Our Life! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DOUBT IT! More like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MORE THAN SIX HOURS&lt;/span&gt; staying there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it's alright, at least got &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt; to hang out with. That's the only best thing about school. Agree? :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This morning, went to school as usual, more like 7-ish arriving. Great timing, no traffic jam! It's usually &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;traffic congestion&lt;/span&gt; occur at about 7-ish am. Spotted my "alai" gang. They used to call themselves alai-alai and I don't know why :p (it rhymes wat) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lyea&lt;/span&gt; and I went to our class but I spotted &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt; at the halfway. I took her to Rhon's class but she haven't arrived yet so yeah, in the end, we didn't get to see her this early morning. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Zhaf&lt;/span&gt; are okay with each other. It was yay! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had an hour of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; then out I went for my ps to find &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt;. It's usually full house in the library or at the canteen. You should have seen during breaktime and lunch time at the canteen O_O wayy crowded! We searched for an empty classes to sort out our things. I got the record books! :D My babyboy adores pinching my face :p hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matty : I don't like that teacher *pointing at him* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : Why not? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matty : cause he cut my hair ah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : what la. Saspen eh. Cause your hair too long ma. Covering your eyes one. Samseng. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matty : Where got samseng la. I just don't like him ah. I want my hair back *estimating how long is his hair* So short :/ You know the time when at Go Tournament, you've seen my picture right. I miss that hair ah! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : *No comment* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA. He's such a &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;complainer&lt;/span&gt; and as if he soo into his hair ah :p Cute. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had an appointment with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; today :D I so miss her that I wanna hug her! xD HAHA. Her birthday's today! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY DIJAH!&lt;/span&gt; My bestfriend! :D I gave her the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;gift&lt;/span&gt; I bought at miri, it was sort of huge and fat making my bag fat and plump :p Get to talk to her, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt; and Zhaf was there too ;p Oh right! Today's April fool eve! ;p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I no like during lesson. It's so dreary :/ I wanna have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; whole day! :p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Computer&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt; test today. It was awful. Especially the ones that goes to Computer. I'm like reading the topic, yes. But it's like 1/4 of the topic I've read come out :o Super dead meat. I'mma fail for the test. Math test was superb. I finished early than anybody else just hope that I'm not too over confident. That'll deduct my strength. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After Math, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Zhi han&lt;/span&gt; were outside the class, probably waiting for me. Then I was like saying hi to them la. Out of the blue, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Zhi han&lt;/span&gt; was like dragging while putting his arms at my shoulder then I was like ah what? -.- blur eh. I spotted the girl that he adores for him and he was like floating away to get to her. HAHA! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've spent my afternoon time after my eas class with the&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; birthday girl&lt;/span&gt; and a guy, don't know his name at first :p Named &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hazwan&lt;/span&gt;. He's cool and I like to communicate with him. We chatted at the cafeteria/canteen. I don't know why I'd rather communicate using &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; than chinese or malay :p I just love to use english. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For example, during &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GoClub&lt;/span&gt; meeting just now, there's this chinese guy named &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Derrick Ling&lt;/span&gt;, I spoke to him English. I won him at the first round. A funny guy that told me, during the game, his hands were shaky that he even demo his shakable hands to me :p haha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghaz : Emily, tu ah semua geek ah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : *laughing* ko geek jua la then? :p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghaz : Obvious wa tu. Semua pakai spec lagitu. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : Why do you wanna join by the way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghaz : Pasal ada this movie playing go. Durang main atu cool bah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : Anime ka? Ko pandai main?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ghaz : awu anime. Pegang pun inda pernah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : Aku pun beginner wa :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ghaz&lt;/span&gt; was playing with a so-call-for-him-a-geek guy, I was playing with &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Derrick&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ghaz&lt;/span&gt; goes like this, "Laju wahh. Lambat jua ko ane." to the geek guy :p&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Then he was like, "pikir jua ku ne" staring at the go board :p HAHA! Gagas with Ghaz really suitable eh ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I played a round with &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ghaz&lt;/span&gt; in my sleepy mode. Of course I lost to him terribly and I want a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;rematch&lt;/span&gt;! -.- *kiasu*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'mma hunt down &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Rhon&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow! Since she asked for it! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6674895345607556591?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6674895345607556591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6674895345607556591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6674895345607556591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6674895345607556591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/03/school.html' title='S.C.H.O.O.L'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-5823040900228105076</id><published>2010-03-22T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T06:10:56.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date'/><title type='text'>Splendid day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey again, I've been procrasinating for another post ;p I was actually wanting to update it few days ago but I was just to lazy to get my fingers on the keys to press&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; blogger.com&lt;/span&gt; :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was just too fun to be typing your &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;username&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;password&lt;/span&gt; with a speed of light :p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another term of &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;school holiday&lt;/span&gt; just begun since last friday and I so miss school already! Nevertheless I tend to be sleepy early in the morning that's why I don't like my ps after the registration cause my boyfriend would be freak out seeing two panda eyes staring at him :p Meh! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish not to post too long as I haven't even finish my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;homeworks&lt;/span&gt; yet. Seeing that everyone's been doing their oh-so-many homeworks, I was wondering, holiday homeworks are many? Why didn't I got many homeworks like them? All I've got was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt;, which is simultaneous topic (oh, baby's topic) plus Quadratics and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; MCQ question (which I can minnie-minnie-miny-moe if I have no other choice) :p I've done Math and now Physics, which I most probably have the difficulties and stress looking at those questions. I'm starting to regret why the hell do I take Physics for -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End of discussion about this &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;stressing&lt;/span&gt; up things. I shall do my homeworks later and no procastinating! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This morning, went to renew my &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i.c&lt;/span&gt; and as usual, have to wait hours to move my turn. In order to save time and my boredom, I brought along &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marley and Me novel&lt;/span&gt;. I read for like 10minutes and turned around to my mum said, " I must read in a quiet and lonely place -.-" Man, such noise. Patience isn't at my side so I stared at my brother which he was playing psp. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the long procedure of doing I.C, my mum was suppose to bring my lil brother to go to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;stadium&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;inject&lt;/span&gt; the H1N1 prevention. Due to it, my mum asked me to inject too O_O And I was like whaa? Injection, duhh as painful as a mosquitoe bite :p (simile eh :p haha) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The long, thin, silver, shiny &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;needle&lt;/span&gt; went straight into my skin as if the nurse stabs deliberately and shot right into my arm! I was like ouch-ouch! wt* :p HAHA! So Pain! :O *crying in the inside* My lil brother was like ahh..AHHH. hahahha, in the end -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had another &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;date&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;babyboy&lt;/span&gt; therefore had to rush to go shower and get ready with my dressed up the right after I got home, well about &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;11-ish.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So he fetched me at &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;12pm&lt;/span&gt;, waved my mum goodbye and told me to be home by &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4pm&lt;/span&gt; :/ I said alright then off I go. Deciding what to wear and getting ready last minute ain't my type :p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haven't eaten &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt; so we went for &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;dim sum&lt;/span&gt; to fill up my empty stomach for awhile. My babyboy is so sweet (L) hehe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1pm&lt;/span&gt;, watched &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt; again :p Had to accompany him to watch again. The twice watch, I still like the movie :p Sweeter than ever! (L) I don't like the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;empire&lt;/span&gt; cinema's chair. They're so short and uncomfy :/ Better don't watch movie there again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was really having a great moment with my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;babyboy&lt;/span&gt; :D (L) we went to walkway to the empire and near the beach and then suddenly we had to go due to he had to fetch his &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt; from school. So I followed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After fetching, he had to meet up with &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Makai&lt;/span&gt; to get the go sets at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hua ho tanjung bunut.&lt;/span&gt; My busy man :p Then, I went home after that :D I'm a good girl am I? :D It was exactly &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4pm&lt;/span&gt; when I got home O:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451431852632609010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S6dgYxVqkPI/AAAAAAAABu8/ctt8TenUQfA/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S My left arm's in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; of the injection ! :'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-5823040900228105076?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5823040900228105076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=5823040900228105076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5823040900228105076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5823040900228105076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-awhile.html' title='Splendid day'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S6dgYxVqkPI/AAAAAAAABu8/ctt8TenUQfA/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-5041335793392538871</id><published>2010-03-17T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T08:21:55.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vivian'/><title type='text'>Cool school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday - 16th March 2010 (Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;*taking out timetable* I seriously haven't even memorize my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;timetable&lt;/span&gt; indeed -__- So yeah early in the morning after registration, Matty and I got ps. We decided to study in the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;library&lt;/span&gt;, luckily &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Viv&lt;/span&gt; booked seats for us ! :D Good! Now I got two seniors by my side I have nothing to fear of doing &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; no more. I was thinking that they're must be good in physics cause apparently still early of me to get stress in this stage. Yes, I'm having difficulties in answering the using the graph in physics. Somehow the homogeneous equation makes me sick too -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept banging the table and screaming under the pillow literally silently due to the question that I couldn't even do or just stuck at halfway. I was really envy of my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Physics mates&lt;/span&gt; that they completed their works like a flashlight :O I was like how the hell did they do this, do that?! I was like STUCK! O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Viv&lt;/span&gt; got our seats like so great! ;p *hugs her* HAHA. Due to our library always shortage of seats as you guys don't know that, the library is so mini. Well, I just have to tell &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; that I'mma go library everyday during ps so that he won't search everywhere for me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, viv ah! Whenever I use tipex, I think of you ! -__- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : *taking out tipex and shake it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Viv : Eh, you don't know youre not suppose to use tipex meh? Your teacher gonna deduct 5marks of your C/W or H/W of you use it once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : WHAT? :O really ka? Eh why you no tell me earlier one? I didn't know bah! *panic and went to check all my notes and exercises* Oh mati -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Viv : You don't listen during the orientation meh? they got mention jua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : No leh. You guys seniors so maybe you guys know earlier liao ma. I'm just junior, don't know anything so is that an exception to use tipex? Why are they so strict anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Viv : *burst out laugh* ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me : OII! -________- MAIGOSH! stupid eh, youre sooo MEAN! HAHA! -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so naive that I actually fell in her &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;bluff&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After physics was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;computing&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, so my timetable goes like everyday the same subjects. Cool. The same teachers I get to see everyday. It's not like in secondary like I used to see my Addmaths teacher like two times in a week for example. Cool right? The same teachers everyday with homeworks every subjects everyday! O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Computing we had a &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;presentation&lt;/span&gt; to present. Good thing my name indicated the last one cause I was late entering the class. It'll be my turn after the school holidays so I get to edited some if I want to ;p &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Shafira&lt;/span&gt; (which I call her fear), had stage fright that time. She speaks so soft ;p I couldn't even hear her voice ;p She used to present infront of girls (she's from all girls' school) that's why she got traumatized when she tend to see some guys infront of her ;p HAHA I think that's cute ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt; period was pretty fun yet, the class is the hottest :/ Hate the class and I tend to get headache everytime I'm in math class. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;EAS&lt;/span&gt; was FUN! ;D I like my emotional-way-of-teaching teacher! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch time with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt;, I ate a bit and I'm full already. Matty ate like a lot and he ate faster than me. He had to wait for me to finish my meal first before we went to class ;p HAHA. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; in the afternoon that time. Teacher was as usual, don't talk much to us and she didn't even smile a bit, made us feel like we've done something wrong :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After Physics class, I met up &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;viv&lt;/span&gt; on the way so we chat a little while, while waiting &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Zhan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; to show up to watch a movie later at the Lecture Theatre 1. Watching a movie called &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Remember the Titans&lt;/span&gt;. The movie was okay but typical for me. It's based on true story of how amazing of a football coach he is. In the Theatre I was shivering cold :/ &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; took my hand to make my hands became warmer :) (L) I love to play around in his long fingers. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; took me home after the movie. Well, we had not actually finish watching it though and it's already 4pm. Matty's mami already there waiting for us so we had to get out from there without having to see the The End. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today - 17th March 2010 (Wednesday) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today of all days is the most tiring yet fun day again! ;D Well, I had not much talking about those morning school lessons yea? It's just a repetitive &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;daily routine&lt;/span&gt; and the same old subjects keep repeating for the whole day ;p Nevertheless, I just like studying and going school ;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During ps, I had an early "lunch" with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; ;p I'm just too hungry due to I ate three pieces of cookies and a cup of milo for &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt;. So during breaktime, I was hungry :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;babyboy&lt;/span&gt; was even hungrier than I am ! He ate two hotdogs in one go then I was like O_O you're not full eating one &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hotdog&lt;/span&gt; and you want two of them?! If I eat hotdogs, I would happen to half it cause it's too large for me to gulp them up! I ate a cup of french fries instead, and it made me full like what O_O &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I spotted some of my friends then I happen to say hi or yo ;p I'm just too jobless. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; that I'm close with, I would happen to stop by at their place and would babble so much about some stuffs happening :D I love breaktimes and PS! And Lunch! ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At 12.15pm, I had an important discussion meeting about the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;swimming club&lt;/span&gt; I joined. I was guided by &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mayven&lt;/span&gt;, I think she's our coach? category by people who knows how to swim a lil (intermediate) They got three categories by the way, beginners, intermediate and experts in swimming ;p I declare myself &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;intermediate&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At 2.30pm, I had another meeting again for&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; energy club&lt;/span&gt;. Met most of my seniors I know there. Somehow most BEs joining are girls :/ The guys I know are Fakrhul, Alex and Zhafri only ;p All girls, strangersss except Dijah and Bree. Next Saturday will start our first activity but too bad I can't attend due to I'mma going miri that day :/ awwww~ After the meeting it was like, 3.30pm and I missed the&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; fun fair&lt;/span&gt; at the MPH! :O&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I wanted to play the games so badly :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow can't even cause I had &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt; to teach. Oh yeah, I'mma quit tuition the next month. I'm tired of teaching them and I need to focus on my studies begin now! O:) MEH, as if :p&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh after the fun fair thingy, I went home around 5pm. What to do, no transport ;p So exhausted. I helped &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Viv&lt;/span&gt; to pack things up orgamized by the socio week. After my sis fetched me, we go saloon having a haircut. Not much difference in my new hairstyle -__-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-5041335793392538871?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5041335793392538871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=5041335793392538871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5041335793392538871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5041335793392538871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/03/cool-school.html' title='Cool school'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-76695009833005072</id><published>2010-03-15T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T05:52:39.363-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Fifteen 5th ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the day itself, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;, which I don't really admire the day cause it's mostly called to be a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;monday blues&lt;/span&gt;. I slept pretty much late that night, kept blinking my eyes yet not yet fell into dreams. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great, early in the morning, I won't be much suffereing from lessons and so yay for me then! ;p Due to the competitions for zikir thingy or maulud thingy, I'm not pretty sure of it. I'm pretty sure that it's for the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;muslims&lt;/span&gt; thingy. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Zhan&lt;/span&gt; got suggested to go to library together instead of going to hall the whole day ;p We'd rather go study at the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;library&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Splendid thing that we found ourselves a place to do our works. Mind you, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;library&lt;/span&gt; at my school is pretty much smaller than my former school :/ Wayy smaller that kind, plus, I always have difficulties in finding place to sit since katok-ians are lots. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was doing my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;physics&lt;/span&gt; whereas &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Zhan&lt;/span&gt; was doing his &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;biology&lt;/span&gt;. I could see that all those Zhan read the bio notes are like "heaven" -__- GOOD thing I change my mind that I decided to take &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;computing&lt;/span&gt; instead of bio. I was actually thinking to drop computing then go for bio. However, I thought of it the last minute, then I decided to maintain my subject as computing. How indecisive -.- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zhan&lt;/span&gt; and I were shivering below the air-con for two hours straight -__- I bet we're the only juniors that escaped from &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MPH&lt;/span&gt; O:p HEHE. Zhan was being lame that time and I didn't even concentrating on my work due to I kept laughing at his lame jokes and we did chat a lot MEH ! :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spotted &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; in Math class when we're on the way to the toilet, even waved at him like sot ;p HAHA! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; was at &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;block5&lt;/span&gt; so I went home early. That's the reason why I dislike monday :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 5TH MONTHSARY TO MY BABYBOY, MATTY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you more &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;each day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-76695009833005072?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/76695009833005072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=76695009833005072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/76695009833005072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/76695009833005072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/03/fifteen-5th.html' title='Fifteen 5th ♥'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6334678168892033508</id><published>2010-03-15T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T05:20:29.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Almost Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally got to watch this movie that I've been waiting for since last year ;) Mmm. The desire of it seems to be accomplished ;p HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt; is definitely a great movie. The animations and music background made me enthusiastic, ringing in my ears! It was an adventerous sort of movie. A bit not suitable for children I guess ;/ Maybe cause of the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;makeups&lt;/span&gt; of the characters and all sort of weird looking creatures too will make most toddlers won't climb into their bed late night. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It really get me going :D I love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tim Burton's movie!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448745605381370754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S53VQmg6M4I/AAAAAAAABt0/9TFeDcABlXs/s320/alice-in-wonderland-triptych-poster.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Judging by the trailer, it's still the same old story with Alice falling into the rabbit hole and drinking and eating things that would make her grow or shrink in size. The difference is that this one's got a burtonesque twist in the depiction of characters and production design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448801826483840530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S54IZGcRphI/AAAAAAAABus/Z41YpzAWVrY/s320/Tim-Burtons-Alice-in-Wond-LuiceDesign-Rocks.jpg" /&gt;The dark, twisted, mad character of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/span&gt; really got me cracken up! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The mad hatter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448801839522044946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S54IZ3A03BI/AAAAAAAABu0/1OmxRn0Uckc/s320/tim-burton-alice-in-wonderland-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Helena Bonham Carter&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Red Queen&lt;/span&gt;. She sure looks more to funny than evil in the movie HAHA :P Her head's (in heart shape) larger than her body! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448801822643350162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S54IY4IoapI/AAAAAAAABuk/fKgd0yrM__s/s320/tim-burtons-alice-in-wonderland-new-pictures-2-500x625.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anne Hathaway&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The White Queen&lt;/span&gt;. Delicate and graceful ;) She's pale O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448801813716812370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S54IYW4YQlI/AAAAAAAABuc/_LAuv_Ol7Ds/s320/-Tim-Burton-s-Alice-In-Wonderland-alice-in-wonderland-2009-7264925-536-652.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mia Wasikowska&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt; was really beautiful in the movie. She act purely well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448745583735583010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S53VPV4JsSI/AAAAAAAABtk/ToDoufBZq28/s320/Alice_in_Wonderland.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448745581147865074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S53VPMPMP_I/AAAAAAAABtc/s5sG6rNGCIQ/s320/saupload_alice_in_wonderland.jpg" /&gt;I remembered I did watch this Alice in Wonderland the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cartoon version.&lt;/span&gt; It's more to wonderland than the Tim Burton's one ;p It's more &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;musical&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;kiddish&lt;/span&gt; but I do admire watching it when I was a toddler. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the part that she become big then small again. The tea party, the white bunny rabbit was clumsy and cute, the blue caterpillar's smoking inventing shapes of puffs from the smoke :p CUTE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZb8CnUzUOc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZb8CnUzUOc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alice in wonderland's theme song by &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;, I love the video clip :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6334678168892033508?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6334678168892033508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6334678168892033508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6334678168892033508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6334678168892033508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/03/almost-alice.html' title='Almost Alice'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S53VQmg6M4I/AAAAAAAABt0/9TFeDcABlXs/s72-c/alice-in-wonderland-triptych-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-2622462044302717688</id><published>2010-03-14T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:36:46.409-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olevel result'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Happy faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday morning, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ptek-ians juniors&lt;/span&gt; whom got invited to our former school, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sayyidina Hasan&lt;/span&gt; had hit the multi purpose hall! ;D Everyone with their smiley faces, memories that we had brought to our former school. It's just too amazing to even flashback 'em! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obviously people involved had been abandoned our school lesson for just a day. Let us just pretend to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blur&lt;/span&gt; when the school starts on monday ;p That morning, we had an &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;academy award&lt;/span&gt; for the brilliant students. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most of my former mates are from ptek. One out the ptek is MD and it goes to Miftah ;p Seems outcast O;P It's great to meet up my 'old' &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;buddies&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;mates&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448416944000901538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S5yqV_dkoaI/AAAAAAAABs8/zDP2en3EBeE/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meet my cracky, innocent beshtie, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; ! :D Love you! ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448416945915148370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S5yqWGl9uFI/AAAAAAAABtE/mxOX68a1OhM/s320/25817_1302963787248_1625085430_755717_3939514_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll never forget those smiles and laughters you all have. It's one of the most wonderful sound to hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Credits to photographer : Muash Rosman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-2622462044302717688?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/2622462044302717688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=2622462044302717688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2622462044302717688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2622462044302717688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-faces.html' title='Happy faces'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S5yqV_dkoaI/AAAAAAAABs8/zDP2en3EBeE/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-332411886640705821</id><published>2010-03-11T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T05:27:58.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>My birthday boy ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously, I did his &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;birthday gift&lt;/span&gt; last minute :p To be precise, I started last monday ;p I was having a hard time on deciding what to give. yeap, ending up stress haha. In the end, all my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hardworks&lt;/span&gt; are worth every minute spending on it ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;paper hearts&lt;/span&gt; for him. It's my first time trying and trial, experimenting the ways to fold it in a proper way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yzJoXthRq7k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yzJoXthRq7k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;I even thought of youtube-ing it -__- I really had no experience on folding origami sort of. That's the best I could think of a birthday gift haha ;p &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Self-learning&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;youtubing&lt;/span&gt;. I sort of followed the style on folding kind of like that. Mission accomplished! Though I didn't count how much hearts had I folded, successfully filling up a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;box of hearts! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of putting my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;record books&lt;/span&gt; inside too ;) hehe. I was really glad I finished writting in just one night before his birthday ;p yeap, I stayed up late night just to make everything perfect O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent a lovely birthday greeting exactly midnight,&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11th March 2010 ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning, going to school as usual. I met up Lyea and the rest of my mates last year. Sitting with them and chit-chat for awhile. They've been at the pool area way early like 6am -.- gee ;p After that Lyea and I went to our &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;registration class&lt;/span&gt; to take attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I had all those subjects arranged in my schedule for Thursday. Early period had &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eas&lt;/span&gt;. Sir Ravi as usual teach with his emotional teaching method :P haha. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; period after that, whenever I see Teacher Ainee, she reminds me of teacher susie :/ her teaching method likewise ms.susie. Yeap, sort of strict and she didnt talk much. But at least Teacher susie got sense of humour -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Breaktime with ps&lt;/span&gt; after that, had a chance to spend more time with my birthday boy :D He was asking for his present but I lied to him saying that I did not have since I'm empty handed ;p say, my bag was getting heavy due to the present I had to carry :O hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During breaktime I get to meet up my friends ;D I was a bit awkward and put up a flusterred expression when &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; told me that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;vice president of go&lt;/span&gt; wants to talk to me. I thought she was going to mention about the go club thingy but instead she told me she'll gonna give &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; a surprise so I obey her rules ;p HEHE Alright then during ps, I finally gave &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; his perfect gift. He loves it! ;D Kept saying thank you AWW ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch time, we successfully hid the surprise for him :D yayy, mission accomplished to put a smile on him! Most importantly, he laughed ;D I love the way he smiles, it's just so tempting ;p HEHE ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY MY DARLING ;D&lt;/span&gt; The book record I had written about you are facts and never will I change my heart for the others. My heart just belonged to you. Hopefully I'll get to celebrate all your birthdays every year ;D *mwah* ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447732602740302194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S5o78FmmYXI/AAAAAAAABs0/GCWMRnoX35w/s320/matt%27s+picture295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should have taken a picture of the present I gave ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Love you lao gong ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-332411886640705821?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/332411886640705821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=332411886640705821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/332411886640705821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/332411886640705821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-birthday-boy.html' title='My birthday boy ♥'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S5o78FmmYXI/AAAAAAAABs0/GCWMRnoX35w/s72-c/matt%27s+picture295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-4523184676710984106</id><published>2010-03-11T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T05:46:25.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Pain in the eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See, my blog had been &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;isolated&lt;/span&gt; for weeks already ;p Due to my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tight schedule&lt;/span&gt;, indeed ;( I nearly got suffocation and breathing difficulties. So exhausting in my high school life. Morning till afternoon 2pm, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;school time&lt;/span&gt;. After coming back from school, I had to rush into shower for my another meeting with my students. Yes, I'm still &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;teaching&lt;/span&gt; in the mean time. Backaches, complaining, whining and all that won't do any good for me. Better add more fuel into my energy -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I should have told you readers, about me, being a lost-blurry looking &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;junior&lt;/span&gt; in ptek -.- It's embarrasing when you get into the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; class, it's very panicking when you get to see people that you don't know and suddenly you burst into the class and blurted out, "sorry, I'm late" in any way, it's an incorrect class. It's too frustrating when you circling around the block area twice, and didn't even notice that your registration class was just another block beside the circling-around block -____- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;You wouldn't want to know how blurry I could get and with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lost looking expression&lt;/span&gt; I could put up. There's no punch in it since I'm a lag and blurry person :( yeah, I admitted -.- First day was petrifying. I followed the map to go to my registration class, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BE24&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me : oh, umm is this BE24?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Guy : no, this is AE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;what what what? the map says it's BE24! O_O *panicking attack, don't faint* &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHERE THE HELL AM I?!&lt;/span&gt; why am I circling around -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I messaged my mate, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lyea&lt;/span&gt;. She was already in her class waiting for my presence. She told me its at the second floor, block F in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Accounting5.&lt;/span&gt; Glad that I bumped into &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt;, she accompanied me to find my class. I'm so not independent :( After like 15mins, finally reached the finishing line. Gosh, second floor made my heart went thumping fast :O I had to run and climb at the same time, I was late! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Good thing I could make the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;registration part&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh of relief :O Great thing was my first period is &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;. I could rest for a while before the start of another lesson. My ps is coincidencely same with my &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;babyboy&lt;/span&gt; ;D good la, I'm having a senior boyfriend to guide my way ;p He once again &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;exploring&lt;/span&gt; the ptek area with me since I'm a total winner in forgetting -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;He showed me everywhere in every &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;block&lt;/span&gt; but I'm still confused in the going up and down staircase and all blocks do look the same. He told me where his locker is but I tend to make a mistake and complain that all &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lockers&lt;/span&gt; look the same! O_O *sasak* :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Subjects&lt;/span&gt; are driving me nuts! :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; - I hate you, why are you appearing in my life again? -.- oh right, I'm the one taking you back. More formula, in my face! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Computing&lt;/span&gt; - Projects and all techno-techno stuff? -___- give me a break will ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt; - oh you're so mesmerizing in the eyes...not till I grab your eyeball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eas&lt;/span&gt; - wtheck is this? and whaa? similies, metaphor, alliteration etc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Better than last year's though, taking 9subjects ain't fun. This year I'll try to put more effort on this &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4subjects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;ah! I join &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CCA club&lt;/span&gt; ;D Swimming, energy and go club. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-4523184676710984106?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/4523184676710984106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=4523184676710984106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4523184676710984106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4523184676710984106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/03/pain-in-eye.html' title='Pain in the eye'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-5192387443242009637</id><published>2010-03-05T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:15:24.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Most exhausting day yet fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday morning, I forced myself to wake up at &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5.30am&lt;/span&gt;. Well, not force-force though since I've had already set &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alarm&lt;/span&gt;. The night before was tiring cause I had to prepare some work stuff for my students to do. I prepare, my mum teach just for a day due to the &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;orientation&lt;/span&gt; took the whole day. Almost :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orientation at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ptek&lt;/span&gt;. Sucks eh. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Traffic jam&lt;/span&gt; early in the morning at Jangsak area. Never encountered this much traffic congestion before! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; had been waiting for me since 6.30am till 7-ish. I told him not to wait since I was stucked in the middle of millions of cars in between. My dad was pissed due to the traffic. I was hoping that I won't be late. Registration at 7.30am. Still stuck in the traffic along the katok road at 7.25am. I had never got this late to school before. Probably I should wake up at 5am? o.O &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, my beauty sleep had been conquered by the orientation. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just knew that my group tutor was the last one, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BE24&lt;/span&gt;. And it sucks -.- They're ignoring us as if they're abandoning us. Wasn't nice at all to feel that. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lyea&lt;/span&gt;, fortunately being classmates with me or else I'll be as stiff as a stick sitting there doing nothing. Haven't even got my timetable and fees whereas the others had their mission accomplished -.- Screwed it. They're even being a slowpoke telling us one by one to go up stage to pay the fees. Such rule. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After them all done the pays, we had short break. Had meet up with &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Zhan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rhonnie&lt;/span&gt; ;) Glad to see them all. We were as if chit-chat in the middle of the Audi Hall, not to mention we were blocking their pathway. We just didn't realized that ;p After that, we had talks about Ptek school rules all the time till lunch period. Starving and boring the hell out of me -.- I yawned several times. Didn't get to make new friends more. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer time, hang out with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Zhan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt;. Matty was being our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tour guide&lt;/span&gt;, strolling around Ptek ;p Our private tour guide's cool ;p hehe. This school was sort of huge. Bree and I even pretended? to be lost ;p HAHA. Such a cool feeling being a &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;junior&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Auditorium Hall&lt;/span&gt; again with more boring talks. After those short awhile, we had &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;campus tour&lt;/span&gt;! ;D It was like guiding by a prefect (I asked zhan his name and he told me his name's Khong or Kong?) He had such loud and clear voice. Sense of humor not bad. When patrolling, I was walking with &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lyea&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Moimoi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lyea&lt;/span&gt; just couldn't stand the heat, plus her bag was so huge and heavy. Poor her =p Yes, me either. This school as if they got less shade. Next time I'mma bring &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sunblock&lt;/span&gt; -.- Dislike campus tour! Though I was being disorientated by the surroundings ;p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before going home, had talks again in the Audi. Maigosh, they kept repeating the same thing over and over again and I couldn't understand why they're going to take &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;orientation&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;four days&lt;/span&gt;! -.- *faint* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alas, at &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4.15pm&lt;/span&gt;, we were set to free from the hall. No fun eh ;p weather hot = mood worst. Cars were parking all the katok's area. Hard time on spotting my sis's car. Walking under the sun with my folder up to shade myself. Exhaustion mount within me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went home with my face all &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pinkish-red&lt;/span&gt;. Sweating was never ending ;p HAHA. My &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;students&lt;/span&gt; were still there. Kindda miss them? I think they miss me more ! :P HEHE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evening had a dinner at &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;empire&lt;/span&gt; for this &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;PWM awards&lt;/span&gt;. My lil brother got it so we as a family went there to support him and enjoy those tender food ;p Expecting some fancy and delicious food loh! Ended up, not puking or forcing myself to swallow bits by bits. Maybe those &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;rich looking dishes&lt;/span&gt; doesn't suit my stomach! ;p &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Performances&lt;/span&gt; did take place during that time. Dislike that bellydancing and all those exposing dances from a Malaysian girl who speaks more than 7languages? -.- Made the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VIP&lt;/span&gt; wanted to go home ;p sasak watching bah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448735979741800962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S53MgUNmagI/AAAAAAAABtU/n1jIbe3Vz_8/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448735978591893858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S53MgP7cOWI/AAAAAAAABtM/H2aHiUBLAwo/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Agnes&lt;/span&gt; and I went outside taking pictures then. I spotted &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt; with his friends outside. But I pretended not to see him ;p He came in then gave me a broad smile while tossing his tie over his shoulder? (Is he like acting cool? -.-) He said hi then I replied a hi. Then I walked away, with his disappointing grumble ;p HAHA! Biar ia. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went home quite late, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12-ish am.&lt;/span&gt; After my shower I was wide awake then I decided to online for a while. Saw my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; online making me curious since he told me he's going to sleep already. Asking him what's wrong and the stories continued...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-5192387443242009637?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5192387443242009637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=5192387443242009637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5192387443242009637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5192387443242009637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/03/most-exhausting-day-yet-fun.html' title='Most exhausting day yet fun'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S53MgUNmagI/AAAAAAAABtU/n1jIbe3Vz_8/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3963670499305057918</id><published>2010-03-03T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T05:15:45.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>That's GHEY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean come on, I've obviously set my lazy bum to blogging right now xD HAHA! Sheesh, it's been inactive for weeks. I had obviously had the best weeks so far. Just few special going on about in my life though. HEHE. The last Sunday had been my most adventerous, memorable and the most stupidity day! -.- noob eh. hahaha. Better record it somewhere cause it's worth remembering ;p Though I'm not a dong-dong type, had to just record so that I won't forget ;p Nyaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I'm staying up late and enjoy "gaying" with Zhan! :P HAHA~! Such a "GHEY" moment ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ro0d717tejg&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="295" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dance is oh-so-tempting-sexy! HOT eh! I think I fell in love with this hot 'sunshine' boy. Though he sings emo songs, mostly :P HAHA! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NufETIsBIBI&amp;amp;hl=" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Zhan said, this is heartaching and it really was ;/ Aww ♥ adorable. I'm into korean songs! o.O I gotta get get Rhona for more! :P HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AANP7phMzTQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seungri~~ ♥ ♥ YOU SO HOT! HAHHAAH GHEYY! :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My midnight hangout with them HAHAHA KYAAAA ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3963670499305057918?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3963670499305057918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3963670499305057918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3963670499305057918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3963670499305057918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/03/thats-ghey.html' title='That&apos;s GHEY!'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3786510858068894771</id><published>2010-02-25T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T07:19:44.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>So lame :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had to take a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;short quick nap&lt;/span&gt; just before my teaching period. Gosh, I'm getting used to my schedule already. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Teaching&lt;/span&gt; is part of my routine now and yeap, getting used to it and furthermore, quite exhausted of it O_O &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Besides, it's not that bad after all. I get to get along with &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;kiddies&lt;/span&gt; talking and craps with those lame jokes they best got -.- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jess : What you eat for lunch just now oh? (cause after hearing jia lu's burp) -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia Lu : Heh, Nasi Lemak or Nasi Katok, I don't know :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jess : Hah? you dont know what nasi you eat. what la. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia Lu : Nasi.. I dont know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jess : Oh! So you're eating Nasi Tak Tahu! HAHAH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia Lu : HAHAH. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelly : *putting this expression -.-* So lame~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jess : yeah bah lame bah jia lu. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jia Lu : you said one wa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : Quiet! *slam the table* do your work -.- *putting an angry face* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jess : *laughing at my angry expression* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me : (omg shes not scared of me) -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3786510858068894771?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3786510858068894771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3786510858068894771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3786510858068894771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3786510858068894771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-lame-p.html' title='So lame :P'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-5048397525027991896</id><published>2010-02-23T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:35:05.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vivian'/><title type='text'>My happy time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been not posting anything here lately due to my busy-ness in the weekend and not much time to squeeze in to my blogging routine. Well, a lot of things happen lately. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Events&lt;/span&gt; happened so much! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My place here got &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;openhouse&lt;/span&gt; last sunday so yeah, been wandering here and there, busy helping my mum out. The night before, I was thrilled and couldn't even sleep well -.- I had no choice but to use concealer to cover those black circles of mine =.= When I woke up, around 9-ish? I thought they would gone into "world war 3". Instead, my mum and sibs were watching TV, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;poker face by Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;, innocently o.o After watching 'em, we just realized we haven't prepared anything yet. Some foods hadn't been cooked, tables were empty -.- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yeah, we did everything &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;last minute&lt;/span&gt;. And gosh, I was still in my 'pyjamas', haven't shower yet and it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10am&lt;/span&gt;! (openhouse started at 11am by the way). I showered and dressed up for 20mins. Then I had to rush to take some foods that we ordered earlier with my sister. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anytime, guests will be appeared infront of our main door then greet us a happy new year, shaking hands :P First comer, then second then third. Busy serving drinks and foods. That is why I don't like openhouse -.- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Artie&lt;/span&gt; with his brother came not long after that. Then came &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Martin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Elson&lt;/span&gt; ;) I envied Martin that he get to take picture with &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wu chun&lt;/span&gt;! I was like omg :O HAHA, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; joked that he was the one with the sunglasses on, taking picture with Martin instead :P We talked and took pictures too ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;wolves&lt;/span&gt; were hitting my house! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; gave me a pair of dolphins hugging each other. It's adorable. After he had gone, I'm starting to miss my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; again :( But anyway, it'll take another week to see him once again and it'll be like everyday yay! :D Then guests continue coming to my openhouse. After all those busy, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt; and her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt; finally came ;D &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; couldn't cause nobody went to fetch her. After Bree went home, my mum told me that there will be another openhouse we had to go, one of my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;student's house&lt;/span&gt;. When we arrived, luckily the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lion dances&lt;/span&gt; haven't even start! For a minute,we thought lion dance had just finished! The lion dance performed like an hour T.T They were really exhausted I could see that from their sweaty face -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the middle of the lion dance performance, my stomach went grumbling :/ HAHA. Yeah I was starving! The food were awesome! :D Waiting was just so worth it! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fireworks&lt;/span&gt; displayed too, lots and awesome-ness! HAHA. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Vivian&lt;/span&gt; and I went exploring their house after that. We ate desserts and being 'sakai' to a magnetic filter cleaner? HAHA for the aquarium. We went to the backyard after that. Spotted a cute lil fluffy puppy! :P Her name's &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Avenue&lt;/span&gt;. Pretty ain't it? :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then we explored into a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;karaoke room&lt;/span&gt;, kind of romantic lighting ;/ Guess the lighting didn't do much good to the capturing photos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vivian&lt;/span&gt; was really thrilled to see a kid peeking on us :P or is she? Vian's funny mahn! :P When she called her as if she's a puppy or something hahah, we didn't even know her name, Vivian ended up calling her &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Lilo&lt;/span&gt; :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This cute lil' girl name's &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kelly Loh&lt;/span&gt; (I think that's how it spelled) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She got a pretty cute smile and the most amazing laughter. She walks as if she's hopping. She gave us all hugs and flying kiss to say goodbye! AWWW :DD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not while after that, we went home. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Exhaustion&lt;/span&gt; mount within me and sleepy-ness in my eyes :O Went home and off I hit to my pillow~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S The blogger having a problem on uploading photos -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-5048397525027991896?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5048397525027991896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=5048397525027991896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5048397525027991896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5048397525027991896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-happy-time.html' title='My happy time!'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-8242120584651059489</id><published>2010-02-19T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:06:03.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fact'/><title type='text'>Interesting fact</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found this website quite interesting and amuse me which is so so true for most people out there :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedatingrulebook.com/"&gt;Check out here! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I especially agree with this. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link to Dating Rule #21 : What Exactly Is The Perfect Female Body? *Deploys anti-flaming wall*" href="http://www.thedatingrulebook.com/2010/02/dating-rule-21-what-exactly-is-the-perfect-female-body/" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dating Rule #21 : What Exactly Is The Perfect Female Body? *Deploys anti-flaming wall*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah, the million dollar question, what exactly is the perfect female body? Today i shall discuss what exactly the perfect female body is, it may differ from quite a lot of your views and society views, but deep down, i’m pretty sure this is what guys (who don’t have any weird fetishes, of course) really want to see in their girl. *Deploys fire flaming-wall*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skinnier Does NOT = Sexier&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439854349071605026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S34-tXpG3SI/AAAAAAAABss/WzuZe1RTCnE/s320/anorexic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There’s a thin line between being skinny and being slim, they may both start with an ’s’ but they mean the world of difference when describing a girl. Skinny, means you’re under-nourished because you’ve starved yourself too much of food in an attempt to be “sexier”. However, there is always a line that needs to be drawn. And that line is well, at skinny of course. The equation that skinny = sexier does not hold true as that way, no offense, but starved famished women of the world would be the sexiest women in the world, yes? God made human flesh for a reason, and that’s to give the human skeleton some added shape, so don’t work towards being all skin and bones as technically, in a way i cannot fully justify yet, that would be sinning. Thus, with the fact that skinny does NOT = sexy in mind, let us analyze how to be slim, and not skinny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slim Means Perfect.. in one of the many language interpretations out there i believe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439854334845739202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S34-sipZYMI/AAAAAAAABsk/kCRrLcSVzY4/s320/slimwomen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Yes i still love Hayden Panettiere despite her gross acts in Heroes) Being slim is the way to go, or as many people would call it now, FTW (Fabulously Thin Women). Being slim does not mean eating less, but it does mean leading a healthy lifestyle, which, contrary to what most anorexic people believe, is eating and exercising. Of course, you shouldn’t over-exercise (no offense please don’t pummel me Miss Strong) to being all bulky, but a little muscle, i believe, is a huge turn on for many men. Many of the models out there don’t only have diet plans, they have diet and exercise plans. Thus, with that in mind, women now have an extra incentive to hit the gym, besides the incentive of there overflowing with iron bending alpha males.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get A Tan! Edward Cullen’s influence on pearly freakishly white skin is over!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439854326858080786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S34-sE4_YhI/AAAAAAAABsc/jOtJzrewxas/s320/whitewoman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bella (from the Twilight movie) is only so white because she has a skin mutation problem! There’s a reason why the phrase “a healthy tan” exists, and just for the record, vampires being as white as they are, are not exactly healthy since they are, after all, theoretically dead. Thus, the simple linking equation of white = death is drawn and thus justifying the existence of the phrase “as pale as death”. Okay, forgive me for wandering waaaay off topic, but sad as it is to many sunblock companies (not so for tanning salons), being white and pale is not what most guys find attractive, some might, but not most. So get out of the house and start running! Soak up as much of that vitamin D as you can without getting skin cancer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lose The Spectacles! (Note : I am by no means a secret affiliate to the “World organization of contact lens &gt; spectacles”)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439854324112123186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S34-r6qTZTI/AAAAAAAABsU/iFwruhGJKQM/s320/uglybetty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedatingrulebook.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/uglybetty.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As much as i believe perfection is perSPECtive (pun intended hahaha), i also too believe that spectacles do not exactly enhance your looks. Sunglasses, maybe, but spectacles, not so much. They form a barrier, so to speak, that prevents completely pure eye contact and depending on how thick your spectacles are, covers up quite a bit of your face (yes, your face is as crucial to attraction as any of your other assets may be). So, try to lose the spectacles and get contact lenses, they are much sexier (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-8242120584651059489?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/8242120584651059489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=8242120584651059489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8242120584651059489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8242120584651059489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/interesting-fact.html' title='Interesting fact'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S34-tXpG3SI/AAAAAAAABss/WzuZe1RTCnE/s72-c/anorexic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1006137875414879306</id><published>2010-02-18T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:29:23.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fact'/><title type='text'>60 Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60 THINGS A GAL/LADY/WOMAN WANTS BUT WONT ASK FOR!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Touch her waist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Actually talk to her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Share secrets with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Give her 1 of your sweatshirts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Kiss her slowly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you remembering this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Hug her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Hold her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Laugh with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Invite her everywhere.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Hangout with her and your friends together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KEEP READING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Smile with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Take pictures with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Pull her onto your lap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. When she says she loves you more, deny it. Fight back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. When her friends say i love her more than you, deny it. fight back and hug her tight so she can't get to her friends. it makes her feel loved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you thinking of someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Always hug her and say hi whenever you see her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Kiss her unexpectedly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Hug her from behind around the waist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Tell her she's beautiful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Tell her the way you feel about her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One last thing you need to do to show her you actually do mean it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Open doors for her, walk her to her car (if any)- it makes her feel protected, plus it never hurts to act like a gentleman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Tell her she's your everything - ONLY if you mean it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. If it seems like there is something wrong, ask her- if she denies something being wrong, it means SHE DOESN'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT- so just hug her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Make her feel loved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Kiss her in front of OTHER girls you know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE MIGHT DENY IT BUT WE ACTUALLY LIKE IT AND KINDA WANT YOU TO TICKLE US&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. DON'T lie to her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. DON'T cheat on her!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Take her ANYWHERE she wants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Text messege or call her in the morning and tell her have a good day at work {or school}, and how much you MISS her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Be there for her when ever she needs you, &amp;amp; even when she doesn't need you, just be there so she'll know that she can ALWAYS count on you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? YOU BETTER BECAUSE, IT'S IMPORTANT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Hold her close when she's cold so she can hold YOU too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. When you are ALONE hold her close and kiss her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Kiss her on the CHEEK: (it will give her the hint that you want to kiss her).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. While in the movies, put your arm around her and then she will automatically put her head on your shoulder, then lean in and tilt her chin up and kiss her LIGHTLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Dont EVER tell her to leave even jokingly or act like you're mad. If shes upset, comfort her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER ALL THESE THINGS WHEN YOU ARE WITH HER NEXT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. When people DISS her, stand up for her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Look deep into her EYES and tell her you love her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Lay down under the STARS and put her head on your chest so you can cuddle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. When walking next to each other grab her HAND.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. When you hug her HOLD her in your arms as long as possible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAKE SURE SHE KNOWS SHES LOVED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Call or text her EVERY night to wish her SWEET DREAMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. COMFORT her when she cries and wipe away her tears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. Take her for LONG walks at night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. ALWAYS remind her how much you love her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Sit on top of her and tell her how much u love her and then bend down to her face and kiss her while sitting on her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. Rub her back--feels good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. Give her your coat if she's cold--thats always cute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. Write letters on her back with your finger--feels good ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. Let her sit on your lap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. DON'T poke her hard...but if you want to mess around just do it lightly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. HOLD her HAND in PUBLIC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Even if she looks BAD one day tell her she's BEAUTIFUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Keep conversations flowing...talk about anything usually they just go along with it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. If their hair is in their face move it out of her face and then kiss her passionatley and gently.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Surprisingly sneek up on her and hug her from behind--loves it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. Kiss her in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. Pick her up like in The Notebook and kiss her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. Slow dance with no music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. Don't ignore her or be nerveous around her--everything is going to be okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60. Love her, kiss her, hold her, and you'll be good to go. ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1006137875414879306?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1006137875414879306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1006137875414879306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1006137875414879306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1006137875414879306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/60-things.html' title='60 Things'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-8437752906294530250</id><published>2010-02-18T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T01:31:40.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/i%20miss%20you" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="i miss you Pictures, Images and Photos" 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target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="holga Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Photography/holga1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-8437752906294530250?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/8437752906294530250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=8437752906294530250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8437752906294530250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Thinking deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3z4GRWEtrI/AAAAAAAABsE/p6_sem-Plbs/s1600-h/the_day_the_earth_stood_still01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my heart says. What is it haunting me? The time ticking so &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;slow&lt;/span&gt; on the clock. The desperation of going to &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;? To meet friends, yes. Can't wait to flip all those&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; subject books&lt;/span&gt; of mine that I've been abandoned them for a long time. Though for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;four months&lt;/span&gt; ain't long. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;optional&lt;/span&gt; right? I doubt it. Can't really bear the discussion in class anymore, for I couldn't bear any lecturing being spoken from my family members. I've been staying at home all day long. Not to mention just to online chatting to socialize or just facebooking or blogging. My english language are getting &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sour&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;salty&lt;/span&gt;. My brain's getting &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rusty&lt;/span&gt;. My knowledge are getting out of boundary. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is it to blame? &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Myself&lt;/span&gt;. Everyday I would just sit infront of the laptop screen. Don't know what to do yet so little time. Everynight I would lay on my bed, thinking deep of the &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;past&lt;/span&gt; memories and the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt; too. For the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt;, I dare not to think much cause it'll end up out of my expectation as it always appear in my dictionary. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why have life being so &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;colourful&lt;/span&gt; to me? It is a yes, cause I got my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lover&lt;/span&gt; by my side. I have nothing to fear of. Yet, I still wondering about my past tense and compare with the present. Why, is that very necessary? Maybe cause of insecure?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; by my side too. They're on my side supporting me and giving hope to my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ambition&lt;/span&gt;. I've been thinking lately about it. What should I've become? Since my &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;pharmacist&lt;/span&gt; dream had been poofed into thin air due to the not-really-satisfying result. Should I? become a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;computer related job&lt;/span&gt;? Yet, there's millions of people in this world that are far wayy better than my computer knowledge and I'm still on the edge thinking that it's not very stable kind of job. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every now and then, still on the edge, thinking, thinking, thinking. It's a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;never ending routine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6816994335628365617?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6816994335628365617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6816994335628365617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6816994335628365617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6816994335628365617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/thinking-deep.html' title='Thinking deep'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-4740689033078649259</id><published>2010-02-18T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:54:46.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music video'/><title type='text'>Meteor Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpHPTtIDWLM&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/illustration" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="illustration Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Art%20best%20images/newart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-4740689033078649259?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/4740689033078649259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=4740689033078649259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4740689033078649259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4740689033078649259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/meteor-shower.html' title='Meteor Shower'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-4198241804115101853</id><published>2010-02-17T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:41:22.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Snap shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let the pictures hit the blog!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439240423445811714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3wQWMdu0gI/AAAAAAAABr8/s7xs-ZOWtuc/s320/P2110529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439238332665813298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3wOcfs72TI/AAAAAAAABr0/hlKnq9tzYK8/s320/P2110534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439238323730492418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3wOb-alrAI/AAAAAAAABrs/SXA9KK1lEhc/s320/P2110537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439238308244893314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3vAk4OZuLI/AAAAAAAABrE/JqnQPtc18r8/s320/P2120548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439152707851418194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3vAkeaWelI/AAAAAAAABq8/UdiiWPUy-NI/s320/P2120550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439152699457958258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3vAj_JMcXI/AAAAAAAABq0/Mz0ywxgGgFM/s320/P2120551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439152689675645218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3vAjas6MSI/AAAAAAAABqs/w4FqmISRM7M/s320/P2130555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The second day of CNY is also my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; :P Well, according to the chinese calendar. So I'm &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;17 again&lt;/span&gt; :P (Zac Efron's movie. Pfft lame :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Angpao worth &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RM895&lt;/span&gt; $.$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-4198241804115101853?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/4198241804115101853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=4198241804115101853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4198241804115101853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4198241804115101853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/snap-shot.html' title='Snap shot'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3wQWMdu0gI/AAAAAAAABr8/s7xs-ZOWtuc/s72-c/P2110529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-7174546541184264118</id><published>2010-02-17T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:52:05.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>This CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!! 新年快乐!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439144988597969826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3u5jJ86Y6I/AAAAAAAABqk/oYTyI7C6Obs/s320/chinese-new-year-2010.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey peeps :D Back from my old &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hometown&lt;/span&gt;! Got back yesterday afternoon. As soon as I arrived, my head hurts a lot :/ Due to the bumpy ride from Sibu to Brunei really gives me headache and yes, I did vomit in the car :O HAHA euw -.- Bumpy ride for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7hours&lt;/span&gt;! Imagine that x.x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nevertheless I really did enjoy this &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;chinese new year 2010.&lt;/span&gt; Though for me, it's like the same cny every year that we had celebrated. This year, hmm.. yeap, same -.- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Reunion dinner&lt;/span&gt; would be held on the cny eve, gethering all kinds of tender foods and lots more more delicious foods on the big round table with the lazy susan :) It was enjoyable and great to see all my relatives sitting on a table, cherrish happily with all those smiles they had. Reunion dinner is always held at my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;grandmother's house&lt;/span&gt;. Glad to see my grandma's smile on her face :) Seeing that my aunts, uncles, cousins too :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First day of cny, everyone woke up sort of early. Dressed up nicely and went downstairs. Greet the elders a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy chinese new year :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Get &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wishes&lt;/span&gt; from them and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;angpaos&lt;/span&gt; too :D Got &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;greetings&lt;/span&gt; from friends via messages, aww. Miss them deliberately much :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First house we went to was my grandma's mother side's house with my &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;uncle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cousins&lt;/span&gt; there. I'm not really close to my cousins' mother side though. Every year, my siblings and I would just sit quietly in the corner, but the house fills with laughter and talkings between my mother and them. I didn't mind, cause I get to eat those snacks and delicious cakes served just for us :D Watching TV ain't bad at all :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After all those &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;visiting&lt;/span&gt; to all of my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;aunt's house&lt;/span&gt;, we went to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Vivian's house&lt;/span&gt;. Glad to see them again :D Then the whole afternoon, we would just wait people to come to visit to our house. Serve them drinks and foods, greet them too. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I get to eat many foods, and yes, my face becoming &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;chubbier&lt;/span&gt; O_O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439141900506637762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3u2vZ6kJcI/AAAAAAAABqE/Dl3cVafZst4/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439140330912684018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3u1UCuNF_I/AAAAAAAABp8/OctlRGejQP0/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439140320363389154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3u1TbbDoOI/AAAAAAAABps/4VblYGUba0A/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439140313840183602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3u1TDHzaTI/AAAAAAAABpk/5mU6l7WL8Ck/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439140323047507458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3u1TlbABgI/AAAAAAAABp0/ZMj-aajv9GE/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439141909806276866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3u2v8jxYQI/AAAAAAAABqM/O3ES-hjVCws/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, likewise them, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vaining&lt;/span&gt; during chinese new year is a normal thing :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-7174546541184264118?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/7174546541184264118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=7174546541184264118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7174546541184264118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7174546541184264118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-cny.html' title='This CNY'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3u5jJ86Y6I/AAAAAAAABqk/oYTyI7C6Obs/s72-c/chinese-new-year-2010.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6935363857267597803</id><published>2010-02-11T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:36:20.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Mystery Valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This year was the second time I leaked out tears because of touched words on valentine's day. Though today's not valentines but I consider today too ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never would have expect my darling would give me a valentine's surprise gift. Like I told him, I love surprises, therefore he did everything just to make me happy ♥ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436838571777224114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3OH4BvsbbI/AAAAAAAABok/gk2o5rwkjg8/s320/P2080508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, from my point of view, I think the that card and panda cookies had been there all the time. But I just noticed it pretty long :/ Due to busy packing cause this afternoon, I'll be leaving to Miri then Sibu :) I'll be back within a week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436838560725102738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3OH3YkqcJI/AAAAAAAABoc/fjj8gExZYNk/s320/P2080514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hopefully this big thingy hello panda would be able to fit into my luggage O_O HEHE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436838550154961858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3OH2xMi48I/AAAAAAAABoU/O_-_D-BnFRM/s320/P2080512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentine's Day to my beloved Matty ♥ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6935363857267597803?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6935363857267597803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6935363857267597803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6935363857267597803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6935363857267597803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/mystery-valentines.html' title='Mystery Valentines'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3OH4BvsbbI/AAAAAAAABok/gk2o5rwkjg8/s72-c/P2080508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1828012211175227364</id><published>2010-02-11T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:47:10.407-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Will be meet again ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3OLJTccKPI/AAAAAAAABos/ZFETnGIFoIs/s1600-h/fewfed.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436842167120963826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 402px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3OLJTccKPI/AAAAAAAABos/ZFETnGIFoIs/s320/fewfed.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1828012211175227364?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1828012211175227364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1828012211175227364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1828012211175227364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1828012211175227364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/will-be-meet-again.html' title='Will be meet again ♥'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3OLJTccKPI/AAAAAAAABos/ZFETnGIFoIs/s72-c/fewfed.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-8057286769524815009</id><published>2010-02-10T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:49:55.512-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date'/><title type='text'>Advanced say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like to glance longingly at your &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;side view&lt;/span&gt; when you're driving. I adore your &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;odor&lt;/span&gt;, it smells just like the way I like. Your &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; just made my day even brighter. I hope to hold your &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hands&lt;/span&gt; forever when you started to hold mine. He plays the &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt; that I most love. He gives &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; what I wanted just to make me smile. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I did make four reasons why do I wanted to go out with you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;last sunday &lt;/span&gt;:P HEHE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 - To accompany you shopping for cny clothes and shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 - Celebrate advanced valentines day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 - Celebrate our advanced 4th monthsary day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 - Cause I miss you and wanted to see you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436531995568992258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3JxC8XvcAI/AAAAAAAABoM/wiC3Bt-qVog/s320/07022010(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I like the way I hold your hand with two of my hands :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I like the way you hug me from behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I like the way you kiss my cheeck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I like the way you poke me then I would poke you back :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I like the way you worry about my safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I like the way you call me "lao po~" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I like the way you stare at me and smile sweetly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I like the way he kisses me goodbye when we're about to leave each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436531991315666578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3JxCshq1pI/AAAAAAAABoE/tKc48ektYvQ/s320/07022010(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mostly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I like the way you say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt; even if it's just 3 simple words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436531980238387986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3JxCDQo-xI/AAAAAAAABn8/iUiRS8GDyL8/s320/07022010(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without you, my life would be monochrome. It is you, whom &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;colour&lt;/span&gt; my life ♥ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love you, papa panda ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-8057286769524815009?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/8057286769524815009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=8057286769524815009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8057286769524815009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8057286769524815009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/advanced-say.html' title='Advanced say'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3JxC8XvcAI/AAAAAAAABoM/wiC3Bt-qVog/s72-c/07022010(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-4686948994708669533</id><published>2010-02-10T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T00:20:01.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sibu'/><title type='text'>Black and white</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chinese new year&lt;/span&gt; just around the corner, could see most chinese families going &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; and all that. Buying those foods and beverage for souveniers and bring back to their &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hometown&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As for me, yeap, I'm going back to my hometown at &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sibu&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow. Will be start our journey in the afternoon but yet, we're gonna stay overnight at &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Miri&lt;/span&gt; first cause day's getting darker. I got my allowances for this month so I'mma spent them on some clothes at &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Miri&lt;/span&gt;. Haven't buy the perfect shoes for cny but I think it doesn't matter much I still can use back the old ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I did some preparation for cny, like helping my mum baking &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;cakes&lt;/span&gt; and decorate some &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;red hangings&lt;/span&gt; here and there at home. I could already smell the cny spirit :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I left Brunei with misses and desperate. Leaving connection devices here and go out to people's house get ang pao -.- Not bad for getting money. Sigh, I'm gonna miss my &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;baby boy&lt;/span&gt; dearly :( He's going to Singapore on a holiday. Have safe journey, darling ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436525474815707314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3JrHYrAiLI/AAAAAAAABn0/-ZBo3ppu04I/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436525467697163986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3JrG-J0LtI/AAAAAAAABns/fYt8RG7ouQ8/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436525456807284802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3JrGVld0EI/AAAAAAAABnk/7bppD042utc/s320/04022010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-4686948994708669533?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/4686948994708669533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=4686948994708669533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4686948994708669533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4686948994708669533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/black-and-white.html' title='Black and white'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S3JrHYrAiLI/AAAAAAAABn0/-ZBo3ppu04I/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1061109934537157644</id><published>2010-02-09T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T01:54:10.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olevel result'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Registration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Didn't know &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;registration&lt;/span&gt; could be so torublesome :/ Even yesterday I didn't get the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ptek form&lt;/span&gt; so I had to take it in the morning. Luckily tuition morning canceled and so in the afternoon. Had no choice, was too busy :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get the katok form, fill in with yada,yada,yada, then have to go back to school to let &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;principal&lt;/span&gt; have a chop. Waiting is not in my blood -.- gosh, it takes pretty much long though. Thought I could go straight to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Katok&lt;/span&gt; after got the principal chop but nuh-uh. Ended up going there in the afternoon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mum was pissed at me just because I didn't get the katok form on &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; -.- Doesn't mean that we don't have time for registration! Off to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ptek&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was kindda deep inside O_O Never went on to this road, never seen &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Katok&lt;/span&gt; before. The area was huge and wide. Building was majestic tall and massive O_O whoosh okay I sound exagerrating. Though the &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Auditorium Hall&lt;/span&gt; was as big as our Hasan's, pretty much with those design they have. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have to take numbers to take our turn. Lots of people in the hall. Saw the &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;president&lt;/span&gt; of Katok and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;prefects&lt;/span&gt; too wandering around. Saw some people I knew, yet I covered my face -.- What's with that. At first I was in awe with the surroundings. Well yeah what do you expect from a first-come-to-Katok girl :P Teachers are &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt; and pleasant to know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I have decided what to take ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Mathematics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Physics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Computer Studies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- EAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before taking &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; subjects, have to first discussed with &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sir John&lt;/span&gt; (I think that's his name). &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; showed up suddenly and poked me from behind. I startled for a while then I painted a smile for him :P HAHA (L) I like Sir John's spec. So thick like Nobita's! (you know, the doraemon) HAHA O_O He complimented my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;name&lt;/span&gt; is short and nice :P that's because everyone's name are so long that he has to record them all :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The registration done and waiting for &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;2weeks time&lt;/span&gt; for the confirmation are left to do. Went for shopping at &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Giant&lt;/span&gt; with Mami for a while. I bought perfume and high heels! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1061109934537157644?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1061109934537157644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1061109934537157644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1061109934537157644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1061109934537157644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/registration.html' title='Registration'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-8206684089816100646</id><published>2010-02-07T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:23:30.389-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olevel result'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Astonishing result!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My prediction was right! The &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Olevel result&lt;/span&gt; really released out yesterday ;) uhuh, and I delayed my post about yesterday. Was quite busy and didn't have time to sit down here quietly and thought about what to post :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, the night before the result was released, I really had great pressure and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;insomnia&lt;/span&gt;. Couldn't sleep. I changed every sleeping position every second -__- I counted sheep, not working. I listen to the ticking-tocking of the clock, not working. I stare up at the ceiling, not working. My mind was filled with a list of names. I had a vision that my result will be worst. Think back to the past made me felt guilty. I really didn't do well for all the papers. But I had tried my very best, that's for sure. Hopefully result won't make feel down. In the end, I slept at 2am -__-'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday morning, nothing happening. As usual, making breakfast and watch TV as usual daily routine. When it was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt; time, suddenly message came. I was like O_O badump badump. It's alright, it was my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt; :P Let out a relief. He too also asking me about my result which it haven't come out yet. Then second message beeps O_O &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Zhi Han&lt;/span&gt; message, indicating that he heard &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Olevel result&lt;/span&gt; released already. I, in a middle of having lunch, when my chicken on my spoon fell off seeing that message -___- Absolutely no appetite after that! HAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was like doing WTH expression. I rushed upstairs to take shower -.- after shower, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt; called me. She told me about her result, then I was like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG&lt;/span&gt; she knows hers already. I was in a nervous mode wondering what's my result =/ Hers was absolutely GREAT! Got 8 out of 10 As! I congrats her and at the same time worrying about mine. She's clever and all that but I'm just an average level mind. I saw Facebook. People telling their own results. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dhiyaul&lt;/span&gt; was cleverer than me and he got 4As. Predicting, if he got 4A then I'll get like 1A or no As at all T.T That was just my guessing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was waiting for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt; to fetch me to school, and together we will see my result pasting on the noticeboard. My mum couldn't fetch cause of busy-ness. She kept me worrying about &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1hour&lt;/span&gt; -.- man, I kept praying and wishing about my result. It was soo outrageous nervous! My heart kept thumping every second! O_O Flashbacking on the day I did all those subjects, omg omg omg. *crying* -___- I sound like as if it was the end of the world -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt; came then we talked a while in the car. She had my result but didn't wanna show me :P I told her I'll just see myself on the noticeboard itself. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; arrived earlier at school already so we went search for her. So great to see her, man! Gave her hugs :D crowded at the noticeboard area. Sight-seeing people's expression. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enthusiastic&lt;/span&gt;, mostly. Well, if they were like that, then I should be too? Had a glance on the noticeboard, catching some As :D Oh yeayy! My name was easier to spot cause my name was the shortest ones from the list. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Emily Fung&lt;/span&gt;. Short and simple.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To have a great look, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt; let me see my result, which she had already recorded. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maths - A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English - B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malay - C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemistry - B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biology - C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Physics - B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amath - B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Computer Studies - A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Commercial Studies - A &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shooshh! Got &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3As, 4Bs, 2Cs. &lt;/span&gt;Not bad la -__-' &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;9'Os!&lt;/span&gt; Most importantly my malay is a C! Yes, first thing in my mind, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ptek&lt;/span&gt;, here I come ! :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I called my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; and told them about it. They thought C in malay couldn't enter to katok. 9'Os!! WUHUUUU! Told &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;gor gor&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; about it too ;D What a relief! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL OF MY MATES AND FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great achievement this year! *sniff sniff* :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435429331181182034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S26GLbbLHFI/AAAAAAAABm8/FEaPma1iFhY/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spotted &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Sir Leong&lt;/span&gt; at the hallway with a wide smile spread on his face. Seems like his students mostly got A for him. Whoop-de-doo for him :P Some teachers congrats me as well :) Thank you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The thing is I can't believe my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt; got an A while my &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bio&lt;/span&gt; got a C -___- those two prediction so wrong-ly. I expect those two should be in a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;B category!&lt;/span&gt; :O oh well, I just dont have those bio in my head T.T I let &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sir Zamri&lt;/span&gt; down :( sorry sir. hey, I'm chinese, what to do with my &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt;! I got a C, I can already laugh like hell! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had dinner at &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Vivian's house&lt;/span&gt;. Great feast and yeah I missed her :D HAHA. My childhood place ;') with childhood friends. What a memory :D &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; was better than mine eh. Congrats to him that he got 5As ! :D Had long chatting at her place. Meanwhile I played &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;speed&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Agnes&lt;/span&gt;. I ended up losing to her -.- Man, I gotta fix that! :P Been a while I didn't warm up with cards. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going home pretty late and had a little conversation between &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt;. Last night I ended up sleep late due to thinking too much. Didn't know why -.- Satisfy with my result already but heck, blockhead, keep thinking nonsense -___-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-8206684089816100646?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/8206684089816100646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=8206684089816100646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8206684089816100646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8206684089816100646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/astonishing-result.html' title='Astonishing result!'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S26GLbbLHFI/AAAAAAAABm8/FEaPma1iFhY/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3505309687706216735</id><published>2010-02-05T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:31:09.143-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration day'/><title type='text'>14th Feb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Valentine's day&lt;/span&gt; with&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt; are clinging together. Celebrating the love-couple day on the first day of Chinese new year! Oh gee, loving family! :D HHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2ucdAlytuI/AAAAAAAABms/c6ql5zw2CZo/s1600-h/chinese_new_year.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434609397541287650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2ucdAlytuI/AAAAAAAABms/c6ql5zw2CZo/s320/chinese_new_year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434608542769515922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2ubrQUUjZI/AAAAAAAABmc/0gLRZL5Ly9I/s320/3251456317_bf896a6c31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;14th February 2010&lt;/span&gt; resembles red-ish :P Pretty bloody red!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, I want this,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gift-square.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;chocolate-bite !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;click it to the yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3505309687706216735?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3505309687706216735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3505309687706216735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3505309687706216735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3505309687706216735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/14th-feb.html' title='14th Feb'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2ucdAlytuI/AAAAAAAABms/c6ql5zw2CZo/s72-c/chinese_new_year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6042532494829020998</id><published>2010-02-03T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T02:08:42.174-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Rare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I seldom watch &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;korean&lt;/span&gt; dramas but this got me glued to the TV :D But still, I'd rather listen to korean songs than watching dramas. Lately I'm into this drama O_O &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cruel Temptation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a good piece of drama ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2lHrBFw6WI/AAAAAAAABmM/7drF8Ot7YIQ/s1600-h/+M-Ly_M.E+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433954186742223698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2lIiuKEU1I/AAAAAAAABmU/kgJIsrMDIz4/s320/cruel-temptation-banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brief Synopsis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eun-jae (actress Jang Suh-hee) majored in fashion design at a prestigious university and starts preparing to study fashion in France as a post-graduate student but she becomes pregnant with Kyo-bin's (actor Byun Woo-min) child and then marries him, jettisoning her career hopes. Her in-laws are part of the nouveau riche class and lack any class but Eun-jae tries to get along with them during seven years of her marriage. Her first pregnancy, which led to her marriage to Kyo-bin, ends in a miscarriage. When Eun-jae becomes pregnant again after a long wait, she is overjoyed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the time of her pregnancy, Eun-jae's best friend Ae-ri (actress Kim Seo-hyung), returns to Korea after studying in France. Ae-ri was also Eun-jae's brother's girlfriend at one time and when she left for France 5 years ago, she said a "sponsor" was footing the bill for her tuition. But Ae-ri's so-called secret sponsor turns out to be Eun-jae's husband Kyo-bin. Eun-jae later finds out that Kyo-bin was cheating on her with Ae-ri. Eun-jae is shocked to learn of her friend's betrayal because she thought Ae-ri would marry her brother, making them sisters-in-law. On top of that, Ae-ri had Kyo-bin's child, a five-year-old boy. When Eun-jae's brother Kang-jae learns about Kyo-bin's indecent past, he physically assaults Kyo-bin. Due this incident, Kyo-bin and his mother pressure Eun-jae to sign the divorce papers. After Kyo-bin and Eun-jae get divorced, Ae-ri doesn't find her married life comfortable because her father-in-law looks at her with disdain. While nursing her broken heart on an island, Eun-jae is visited by Ae-ri, who demands that she abort her second pregnancy and move to another country. Kyo-bin also confronts Eun-jae and takes away the wedding ring he gave her and throws it into the sea. Eun-jae jumps into the ocean to try to retrieve the wedding band because it means a lot to her. But Eun-jae can't swim and Kyo-bin doesn't try to rescue her. Eun-jae is lost at sea. Kyo-bin and Ae-ri become partners in crime and hide the terrible secret of causing Eun-jae's disappearance. They return home and tell the family that Eun-jae committed suicide. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meanwhile, Lady Min, a wealthy woman who built a fortune in the retailing and money lending businesses, happened to be in the area near the island where she was searching for her missing daughter together with her adopted son, Gun-woo (actor Lee Jae-hwang). She spots Eun-jae floating unconsciously at sea and rescues her. After she loses her baby in another miscarriage, Eun-jae is taken care of by Lady Min and her adopted son. Eun-jae assumes the name of Lady Min's missing daughter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6042532494829020998?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6042532494829020998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6042532494829020998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6042532494829020998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6042532494829020998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/rare.html' title='Rare'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2lIiuKEU1I/AAAAAAAABmU/kgJIsrMDIz4/s72-c/cruel-temptation-banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-8248661500168092645</id><published>2010-02-02T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:21:34.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olevel result'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late night'/><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time oh time, quickly you fly by. May the time come quickly, will ya? -__- Wonder what will be like when I get to see my own &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;result&lt;/span&gt; pasting on the notice board of my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;. Will it be like gloomy? emo? happy? Or no comment some sort? Cause predicted already according to my till what achievement can I make. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everynight I could dream of result. The face of &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;horror&lt;/span&gt;. There were some credits, I meant lots T.T I shall die of waiting it. I dreamt of going to school too :') What &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sweetdreams&lt;/span&gt; I had going to school meet my friends again ;) especially I get to hang out with my baby boy everytime. I even daydreamed of having lunch with him :D Oh gee :P Now there I go, drifting away by fantasy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, it's getting &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt; and look at the time I post this :/ Bet my darling will mad at me for not going to bed at this hour O:) Shh. I want lullaby ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-8248661500168092645?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/8248661500168092645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=8248661500168092645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8248661500168092645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8248661500168092645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-4408415224641018843</id><published>2010-02-02T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:35:11.602-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music video'/><title type='text'>Blame it on the pop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confess it, this song's rock! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-4408415224641018843?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/4408415224641018843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=4408415224641018843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4408415224641018843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4408415224641018843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/blame-it-on-pop.html' title='Blame it on the pop!'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-2642975952784153561</id><published>2010-02-01T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T05:32:12.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olevel result'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bluff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><title type='text'>Panicking mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was expecting today the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OLevel results&lt;/span&gt; will be revealing but I guessed expecting will not give the actualy result, sigh. I've been desperately while curiously wanting to know already! Man! What took the moe so long -.- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making everyone &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;panicking&lt;/span&gt; and some people going like oh-my-god-I'd rather-not-knowing-my-result mode. Seems like everyone's feding up and so am I. Somehow this noon, I've received &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dijah's message&lt;/span&gt;, yeap, suddenly :/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During that time I just finished showering, read the message that goes, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Emily, are you going to school now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; then I go like, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"OMG THE RESULT??!! IT'S OUT ALREADY? O_O" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Quickly, I get dressed up and ready to go school. My hearts kept thumping and throbbing AhhhHHH! Seems like end of the world -.- You wouldn't know the nervous in me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I waited nervously for her reply that goes &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"well in fb demo bazli said out sudah he got 5 O!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Then I was like OMGG! Absolutely the results out!! O_O But one thing I had to make sure, call the school. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"Oh, haven't out yet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; There she goes, replying my nervous attack. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I kept saying Hah? or what? haven't out yet? she replied me several times, not yet. Then Dijah replied me telling me that it was a &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;bluff&lt;/span&gt; -____-'' once again, the gullible emily being fooled :O &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh, I don't wanna wait no more :( It keeps me insecure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-2642975952784153561?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/2642975952784153561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=2642975952784153561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2642975952784153561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2642975952784153561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-was-expecting-today-olevel-results.html' title='Panicking mode'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6288297076324856601</id><published>2010-01-31T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:33:39.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blogskin'/><title type='text'>I'm lost in your eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;adoring&lt;/span&gt; this blogskin! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;-ish, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt;-ish and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;-ish! (L)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I changed it cause the previous ones looks awful and scattered around :/ Still under construction but I managed to fix them in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6288297076324856601?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6288297076324856601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6288297076324856601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6288297076324856601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6288297076324856601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-lost-in-your-eyes.html' title='I&apos;m lost in your eyes'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6096454327485635730</id><published>2010-01-31T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:34:23.043-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fair'/><title type='text'>Fair enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I just went to this &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;consumer fair&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ICC&lt;/span&gt; which will be the last day today. The last day will be hell lots of people wandering around, crowded people squeezeing here and there just to see what sort of promotion and sales at the consumer fair. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going to the fair ain't my type. People squeeze through people can get &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;suffocation&lt;/span&gt;. First, find parking and then get bus to go to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ICC&lt;/span&gt;. Weather was hot and all that, forgot to put sunblock. Heck, nevermind cause I'll just hide wherever got shed. I got sensitive under the sun cause I'll be sneezing -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main entrance of the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ICC&lt;/span&gt; reminds me of going to take the Academic Award. I used to go there every year ;) Hopefully can be choosen this year too. Shoosh, cool inside and majestic. Get to spot &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Zhafri&lt;/span&gt; working at the &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Winter Wonderland&lt;/span&gt; and I said hi and ended with a bye. Cheh, I thought it was some sort of snow present in there but it's just detergent and bubble floating in the sky coming out from a hole? -.- Air-con(s) provide so that's why made the place cold. And the decoration, it's from &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NBT&lt;/span&gt; -.- get to snap some pictures though.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432911280603827202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2WUBmCajAI/AAAAAAAABls/YTCspRAzUyk/s320/DSC00962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432912561473342834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2WVMJpgTXI/AAAAAAAABmE/W0R0P1C4srE/s320/DSC00964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432912550323882770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2WVLgHRCxI/AAAAAAAABl0/sF_zQ7ifk3E/s320/DSC00966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432911273431441378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2WUBLUYn-I/AAAAAAAABlk/Fk-XXxgS-PU/s320/DSC00965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432911261530113250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2WUAe-4xOI/AAAAAAAABlU/NIFzio-dgu4/s320/DSC00971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then went shopping and sight-seeing things. Yada yada yada, didn't get to buy anything :/ Ah, for my own good to save money ain't it? Anyway, the &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;food court&lt;/span&gt; place was oh-my-god. Not enough sitting place so we had to wait for the ones that had finished their meal then quickly conquered the place. Cleaner was nowhere to be found so my brother and I cleaned up ourselves. I quickly use my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sanitizer&lt;/span&gt;. euw -.- Nevermind of the man that sat next to me that thinks that I'm a paranoid some sort. The man was quite friendly, he talked with my mum, both complaining about the restaurant's food expensive :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432912558335682146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2WVL99bZmI/AAAAAAAABl8/xL3W4EaKGuc/s320/DSC00973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last stop, went to the place-so-called-wet-market? That's my point of view. Selling those &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;housewives gadgets&lt;/span&gt;, yeap. Wth, and I think I stepped something euwy and gooey at those area. Those irresponsible people there just threw food stuffs onto the floor -.- Gosh! I wanna go home :/ My mum was getting all rushing-to-see-her-gadget feeling. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally went home with a big sigh, then my mum suggests to shop at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt; for a while. Good grief. At least it's not like at the "wet market". Bought some stuffs for myself then went home. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Automatically went to a &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;deep sleep&lt;/span&gt; when stepped into my room, smash myself like sandwich onto the bed. zzz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6096454327485635730?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6096454327485635730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6096454327485635730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6096454327485635730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6096454327485635730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/fair-enough.html' title='Fair enough'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2WUBmCajAI/AAAAAAAABls/YTCspRAzUyk/s72-c/DSC00962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-5803188241408873569</id><published>2010-01-29T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:35:16.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>I want it back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could just flipped and played around my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;long hair&lt;/span&gt; whenever I'm bored. Any fashions could be done. Sometimes I bite the end of my hair, eventhough I knew it was disgusting but who cares, it's my own hair. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432420093428613346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2PVSvOBwOI/AAAAAAAABk8/a6nJWrodYaY/s320/%2BM-Ly_%E4%BC%8A%E6%95%8F%2B+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whoop-dee-doo, I so want my long hair back :') I think it's more suitable than having &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;short hair&lt;/span&gt; eh? Never had short hair before. Though when I looked back my old photos, short hair or classic hair -.-' Those two's were never get bored out of my life. I know in the past, I had no sense of hair fashion :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2PVTFPeKSI/AAAAAAAABlE/7U2noH5lr6o/s1600-h/+M-Ly_M.E+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432420266337517138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2PVczWuPlI/AAAAAAAABlM/anWd41hvig0/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;You still think I look good in &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;short hair&lt;/span&gt;? *tempting sparkling puppy eyes* :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-5803188241408873569?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5803188241408873569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=5803188241408873569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5803188241408873569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5803188241408873569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-it-back.html' title='I want it back!'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2PVSvOBwOI/AAAAAAAABk8/a6nJWrodYaY/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_%E4%BC%8A%E6%95%8F%2B+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-4584070871660485963</id><published>2010-01-29T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:36:15.419-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>I randomly post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got another new student tuitioned here ;D Actually couple days ago. I'm just getting lazier to blog. Well here I am, nothing to do so updating blog would be nice. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;'s wayy nicer than &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jia Lu&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jess&lt;/span&gt;. Both of them complained like crazy when I gave them some works to do. And yes, when I gave them work no doubt about it they're lots O:) For example do page 1-10. Ah yes, suffer those kids :P HAHA! Neh, then I gave them lame reasons like, "you wanna get no.1 or not? then practice more la. It's for your own good" :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Especially &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jess&lt;/span&gt;, she complains about I gave her more work than &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jia Lu&lt;/span&gt;. They like making cute face. Sometimes I would go like -.- or bang the table. Overall I'm getting along with those kids. They're adorable. Hopefully I'll continue tuitioning them till the end of the month ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432144142133270850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2LaUQiSmUI/AAAAAAAABkk/9YKt6Gaqnp0/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow's a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SKINNY chance&lt;/span&gt; of knowing our &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;result&lt;/span&gt; :/ Sigh, I nearly fed up waiting. I don't wanna expect more of it. Instead I don't think much :D Good ah :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night, watching &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Exorcism of Emily Rose&lt;/span&gt;. It's a horror movie where a girl named Emily Rose died due to 6 devils conquered her body. I heard its based on true story. She's like being possesed some sort. Goosebumps all over me when watching her being possesed :/ Oh, creepy. Father was trying all his best to get the demons out of her pathetic body. The way she screamed :/ was like omg. She scratched the wall with her claws and even ate woods. Her face was being scratched by herself and she often wake up in the middle of the night, i.e 3am and did something horrible that I couldn't imagine, e.g like doing yoga? -.- she curled up like prawn on the floor at the same time eyes and mouth wide open. Speaking of the devil, she even challenged the priest, talking some unknown language O_O &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I knew I would think much of my results so yeah, I ended up watching that movie O_O It worked. I slept peacefully last night :P Weird. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432146035292437794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2LcCdGm_SI/AAAAAAAABks/CIoT25TY_b4/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B048.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Meet &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BAMBOO&lt;/span&gt;! I love the song &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Avalanche by Marie Digby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-4584070871660485963?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/4584070871660485963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=4584070871660485963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4584070871660485963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4584070871660485963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-randomly-post.html' title='I randomly post'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S2LaUQiSmUI/AAAAAAAABkk/9YKt6Gaqnp0/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1656068125750112476</id><published>2010-01-26T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:36:54.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Pictures speak millions of words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was the best birthday I've ever had! ;D Loving the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;surprise party planner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431249521713591810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S1-sqfw_tgI/AAAAAAAABkc/XrX0DS_3zys/s320/P1220460.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*mwahhh* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431249512323407202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S1-sp8yM3WI/AAAAAAAABkU/C-gTx5anw10/s320/P1220462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431070010006803746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S18JZii7lSI/AAAAAAAABkM/4jmB_4TOMMU/s320/P1220466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431070004160793426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S18JZMxIi1I/AAAAAAAABkE/Ir-w3OZ8CQY/s320/P1220469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431069993348359426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S18JYkfP5QI/AAAAAAAABj8/Coe1PINa_nE/s320/P1220475.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The people, part of the lying-the-gullible-birthday-girl *sniff sniff*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431069982021917522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S18JX6S0G1I/AAAAAAAABj0/-0NP9rsWAy0/s320/P1220477.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The couples :D HEHHEHEHHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431069974463010434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S18JXeIoVoI/AAAAAAAABjs/ue3RMv9oLO8/s320/P1220478.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The inturder and the invasion of Fakhrul! Coming on with some peace signs and laughter! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431060461254540546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S18Atuq-_QI/AAAAAAAABjk/1W7Dd7V88h8/s320/P1220485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431060453109543426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S18AtQVEMgI/AAAAAAAABjc/KGjQpLZF82g/s320/P1220488.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My friendly old neighbourhood :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431060442814782098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S18Asp-mmpI/AAAAAAAABjU/VpyYorRD430/s320/P1220491.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The handsome wolves and my two Best BoyFriends! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431060434290777202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S18AsKOUnHI/AAAAAAAABjM/99lzfxzEZi0/s320/P1220494.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The presents are still come in messy on my tables. Exactly occupied on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431060419772217650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S18ArUI0-TI/AAAAAAAABjE/xeOAtVOsJEM/s320/P1230498.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Walaa! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy 17th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to me :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1656068125750112476?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1656068125750112476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1656068125750112476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1656068125750112476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1656068125750112476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/pictures-speak-millions-of-words.html' title='Pictures speak millions of words'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S1-sqfw_tgI/AAAAAAAABkc/XrX0DS_3zys/s72-c/P1220460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-7680490140357532335</id><published>2010-01-24T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:38:00.325-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>The true story beyond</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll just start off with couple days ago. Celebrating &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;advanced birthday&lt;/span&gt; with my family at &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Misato&lt;/span&gt; ;) And yes, it's a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;japanese&lt;/span&gt; appetite ;D Aww gee, if I could have one more bite of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;unagi&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coincidencely saw &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Makai&lt;/span&gt; and his friends stepped into Misato. I was like that guy looks familiar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After finishing dinner, went for shopping at &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;huaho kiulap&lt;/span&gt;. That place reminds me of childhood moments, we rarely go there anymore. Who would want to go huaho kiulap so far when we have Huaho bunut instead ;p As usual my mami would go to clothing section to buy &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt; for cny. Actually kind of bored looking all those clothing already so I just stared at my phone, wondering if my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt; will be okay at &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kk&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then again, I saw someone familiar. Someone which I wish not to see that person again. It was too sudden! O_O I squint my eyes and I 50% sure &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt; was looking at my direction too! I let out a squeked and hid my face -__- dang! HAHA seeing him reminds me of memories. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then when I hid my face, he's gone. Was that an illusion? No idea. Then came a message from my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt; ;) I was actually a little mad at him for his late reply. He told me he didn't enjoy his&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; kk trip&lt;/span&gt; at all, wishing me to be at his side. I so miss him from the bottom of my heart. I was too, wishing if only he wasn't at kk -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At 10.30, I went online, waiting for someone who could actually chat with me on my birthday. Thanks to the ones who willing to accompany till my exact birthday. I received few &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;greetings&lt;/span&gt; too. Thanks everyone ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt; accompany me chit chat for a while before we sleep. Complaining no one would ever celebrate with me on my birthday. Just a small gathering. And then we went on gossiping and secrets. I had &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;trouble sleeping&lt;/span&gt; at night. Couldn't sleep at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The morning of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;24th January 2010&lt;/span&gt;, woke up revealing panda eyes O_O ate &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;donut&lt;/span&gt; as breakfast. HAHAHA pity eh -.- Watch the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Biggest Loser Asia&lt;/span&gt;, as in so random. Aww I guess my birthday turned out to be the same ordinary day ;) Parents and lil bro went to Miri, left my sis, and Wilson at home. Planning for outing with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Vivian&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sis asked to go for &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Mister Pizza&lt;/span&gt; during lunch. Ate another bread for lunch?! :O We went out fetching &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Vivian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; before going to mall. Going to the CD shop to search any dvds. Around 12 going to Mister Pizza. Looking from far already I could tell Mister Pizza so quiet and why was that. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Vivian&lt;/span&gt; told me to go in first as she pushed me in. The guy at the counter Mister Pizza there smiled to me o.o? I smiled to him back :P Apaan. At the walkway, I think I saw &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Deejah&lt;/span&gt; standing there. Well maybe that was just coincidence meeting her at lunch ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SURPRISE&lt;/span&gt; break the whole silence ? O_O I'm 0% don't know what's going on. At that time, I didn't figure it out that today was my &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; :O HAHAH! OMG! Okay, people there actually saw my expression looked like -__-' It was a don't-know-wtheck-is-that expression. My face tells, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHO ARE THOSE PEOPLE??!"&lt;/span&gt; hahhah that was what &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Muin&lt;/span&gt; told me. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt; held a birthday cake infront of me. Then they sang happy birthday song~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my thoughts, I was thinking, Aie? Didn't bree told me that she got a date? and muin, he got his plan too. didn't expect Fakhrul, elson would be here? Martin? Didn't he got a spring cleaning to do? :P and hah? Xiang Jun and his gf? Seeing Rhonnie too! And Carol!! :O AH? WHAT IS TIISS! and that was why my expression looks as if I'm ready to kick their asses :P HAHHA! omg. How could they lie to me!! They're such good actors and actresses!!! XD Everyone looked awesome! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They told me to look behind me. I glanced around then saw &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt;! :O My mind was actually goes like this : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG! WHY THE HELL IS HE HERE? didn't he just told me he went to KK? :O ohh I must be dreaming, dreaming!!! :OOO&lt;/span&gt; GAH, at that time, I wanted to differentiate between &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dreaming&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;reality&lt;/span&gt;! :'D IF no one was around, I could go hug him! HAHAH as my expression was too solemn already. Was too shocked ahh! :O man~ I could go like this forever, "I must be dreaming~" -.- omg omg omg omg omg ... Infinite. how could he lie, lie to me that he's going to kk? :') haahah. Didn't know a thing cause everyone act as if he was really going to kk ah :O omg I'm soo &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gullible&lt;/span&gt;! I'm as blah as a noobie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Received soo much presents from them! xD &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;THANK YOU SOOO MUCH EVERYONE! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still can't believe it :'D *sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My cake was &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;CHOCOLATE&lt;/span&gt;!! WUUUWEEEE :D hahah. And it wrote &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"mami panda happy birthday" &lt;/span&gt;Aww, that was the time I realized it was papa panda would have wrote it ;D I made wishes then blew the candle. I was having hard time on cutting the cake. It's hard as a rock, I could have use the metal knife instead of the plastic ones. Cake was yummy and sweet ;D Pizza was delicious! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After lunch hour, we decided to go for movie, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the tooth fairy!&lt;/span&gt; :D I've watched the trailer and it was hilarious! The movie was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUPERB AWESOME! :D&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA! Somehow I missed some part of it. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rhona&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Deejah&lt;/span&gt; went home so we said goodbye while &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Zhafri&lt;/span&gt; too, in their own world~ :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the movie, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fakhrul&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Muin&lt;/span&gt; were teasing me and my boyfriend :P I showed them my fist! :P HAHA I know, I'm so ganas :D After movie, we went for some desserts like ice cream? :D Matty introduced us to go to &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;snowhouse&lt;/span&gt;. Never been there before. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yea, went up the stairs and saw Tan sitting at the staircase with his shocking state when we all spotted him smoking outside &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;snowhouse&lt;/span&gt;. Alright, I won't talk much O:) HEHE So we, Matty, Muin, Fakhrul, Elson, Martin and Carol went inside hunting for a comfy place. The sofa seats were taken by a I-don't-really-like-them group. I saw one of my friends there staring at me somehow I wish not to say hi :/ Woops. I'm not arrogant, I just don't want his friends think that the guy was my friend :P apaan. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We ordered &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3 plates of snow ice cream&lt;/span&gt;, different flavour so we could share! Tasted soo snowy and stinging my tongue! :D Ohhh I love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After that, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Matty&lt;/span&gt; and I went to take back my presents which we put at Martin's brother's shop ;) thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;martin&lt;/span&gt; ;) then I went home with my sis, wilson, viv and alex. My darling and the others went home too ;D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As usual, when one of our family members got birthday, we ate noodles with chicken soup and eggs. I ate &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;two birthday cakes&lt;/span&gt; in one day! ;D HAHA. My sis bought another &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;chocolate cake&lt;/span&gt; ;D WUHUU I made another wishes! :P HAHAH. *tamak* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Late night, chatting with my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;baby boy! &lt;/span&gt;Love him to the max! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday to me ;D&lt;/em&gt; And I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; :O still &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;young&lt;/span&gt;. boo! :P&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-7680490140357532335?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/7680490140357532335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=7680490140357532335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7680490140357532335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7680490140357532335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-story-beyond.html' title='The true story beyond'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1031345794243098740</id><published>2010-01-24T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:38:41.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>BLAST you guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHHAHAH Okay, I was laughing like hell at my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;previous&lt;/span&gt; two posts I posted up -.- GAHH! Didn't realize I was that &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;!! HAHAH :D Looking at it reminds me that I'm so &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gullible&lt;/span&gt; and so &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;noobie&lt;/span&gt; -.- Didn't even know they were &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;acting&lt;/span&gt;! :O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohh they're soo gonna get the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Academy Award of acting&lt;/span&gt;!! :O &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SURPRISE WAS AWESOMENESS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; ones in my life! Never had like that kind before ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll do all those story tomorrow ;D and upload pictures :D I'm tired going out the whole day ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24th January 2010&lt;/span&gt;, you're the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; date !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1031345794243098740?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1031345794243098740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1031345794243098740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1031345794243098740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1031345794243098740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/blast-you-guys.html' title='BLAST you guys!'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-7073042125878659338</id><published>2010-01-23T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:39:25.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish not to be pissed anymore. I was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; to him the other night right after he told me that he'll going wayy awayyy from me starting today till as soon as he finished his work and that means I don't know when. Pissed for a night made me feel suffocating. I don't usually pissed for a small thing. Well maybe yes, but not as long as this -.- Sigh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was trying all his best to make me &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; and he did :) A bit. I understand that it wasn't his intention for leaving me and break his promise to me cause his &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;company&lt;/span&gt; suddenly wanting him to go &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt; for work stuffs :S And yeah, I was really not satisfied when he told me that. As the second he told me I was in a state shocked. Couldn't utter any words but to left in despair -.- All the waiting I've been waiting since the day he promise me will spend with me on my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; was all vanished like a powder into the thin air. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If he didn't tell me last minute I could have spend time with my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; on my birthday :/ Yeah sure. It was a surprise :'( I messaged some of my friends, most of them got their plans already. Either going out on a date or with friends or family. Aww pity me right ? -.- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, my family planned to go &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;miri&lt;/span&gt; on my birthday so we're going out on a dinner today to make it advanced :) I'd rather count on my &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; than my boyfriend! O:) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not a big blast birthday, just a small gathering will do :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm still waiting for my boyfriend's plan to come true :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-7073042125878659338?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/7073042125878659338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=7073042125878659338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7073042125878659338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7073042125878659338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-7176089911403872036</id><published>2010-01-21T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:40:04.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>He's not here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fine, I don't mind. Thanks a lot with the "awesome" surprise you gave! Especially on my birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You don't even make me happy or cheer me up. Just millions of sorry you splattered to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Definitely a "happy" birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Last year's the same, this year too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-7176089911403872036?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/7176089911403872036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=7176089911403872036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7176089911403872036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7176089911403872036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/hes-not-here.html' title='He&apos;s not here'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-5836059072749737367</id><published>2010-01-20T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:40:48.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olevel result'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Expect the unexpected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Result of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O Level&lt;/span&gt; will soon to be revealed and it's not known yet by us. Rumours said so that it'll be bombarded to us at the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;end of January&lt;/span&gt;. Gee, I just realized time past by so fast. Somehow I still feel it ticking so slow since I'm here being a desperate-o wanting to step into &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;PteK&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm having this &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;school-sick&lt;/span&gt; :( I wanna meet my friends again. I so surely they'll have in good shape! ;P haha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The dates shifting next on my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;phone calendar&lt;/span&gt; so fast. I guess I even never notice what's the date today. My big day's coming soon. And neh, I didn't countdown or whatsoever. I don't think my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;birthday's&lt;/span&gt; gonna be any special happening :( Sigh, so like a drama~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm just hoping that the result of Olevel won't become my birthday &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;gift&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-5836059072749737367?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5836059072749737367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=5836059072749737367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5836059072749737367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5836059072749737367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/expect-unexpected.html' title='Expect the unexpected'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1487211436966299717</id><published>2010-01-20T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:41:37.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><title type='text'>Busy lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning : teaching Jia Hui + doing chores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afternoon : teaching Jia lu and Jess + doing chores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Night : teaching my lil brother + doing chores? -.-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm like a housewife teacher nowadays! *sniff sniff*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1487211436966299717?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1487211436966299717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1487211436966299717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1487211436966299717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1487211436966299717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-lady.html' title='Busy lady'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-7158724662707292641</id><published>2010-01-15T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:42:24.205-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Another month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 3rd monthsary Lao gong (L)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426946037782237730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S1Biqw05UiI/AAAAAAAABi8/maE2BIa3wDc/s320/13756_200945797729_673612729_2953374_2376832_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love to you won't fade. I trust your promises that you gave me ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-7158724662707292641?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/7158724662707292641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=7158724662707292641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7158724662707292641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7158724662707292641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-month.html' title='Another month'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S1Biqw05UiI/AAAAAAAABi8/maE2BIa3wDc/s72-c/13756_200945797729_673612729_2953374_2376832_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1347496101545492386</id><published>2010-01-15T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:42:53.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>The kiddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So far my students been a goodie, enjoying my teaching I guess. They're sometimes being such a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nuisance&lt;/span&gt; though but hey, they're kids -.- And their &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;girlies&lt;/span&gt; with kiddish talking makes me sick nowadays. All the words they had spoken out to each other was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"I LOVE PONIES AND I WANNA BE IN FAIRYTALE!" &lt;/span&gt;O_O I did all my best to make them shut up but I guess my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;madness&lt;/span&gt; won't make them do so. So I had to repetitively &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bang&lt;/span&gt; the table -.- They did shut up for a while but not after one minute.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It usually happens when they finished all the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;works&lt;/span&gt; that I've given. Yes they do complain about the works I've given so complicated and many too. I love to make them "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;suffer&lt;/span&gt;" Nyaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, kids, talked about &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lame jokes&lt;/span&gt;. I had no other but to give them faces by forcing out to laugh with them when they told me about their jokes. Like ohh hhahhaha ~ -.- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I do enjoy teaching them ;D I've been determined to make them &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426941384409178626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S1Beb5qTYgI/AAAAAAAABi0/-nRw1V2O5RQ/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The not-so-mad-at-all-expression with this kiddish face teacher -.- yeah laugh it up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1347496101545492386?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1347496101545492386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1347496101545492386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1347496101545492386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1347496101545492386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/kiddies.html' title='The kiddies'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S1Beb5qTYgI/AAAAAAAABi0/-nRw1V2O5RQ/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1976645724323307169</id><published>2010-01-11T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:44:04.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbeat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>Oh worries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There was once a student that is quite &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;retarded&lt;/span&gt; in some ways. The teacher repeated more than &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;five times&lt;/span&gt; in explaining so much clearer and way crystal clear! Somehow didn't get it why does the student kept repeating the same &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mistakes&lt;/span&gt; all over again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The teacher tried to have some talk with her, like getting socialize and so friendly with her. Instead, the teacher seems like she's talking to the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;wall&lt;/span&gt; -.- or just wasting her &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;saliva&lt;/span&gt; cause the student will just stare at somewhere else and pretending that she didn't hear a thing. With her unclosed &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mouth&lt;/span&gt; and this chinese &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt;, it will give the teacher this expression -.-'' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No, I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to myself~" said the teacher. Pathetic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every questions that the teacher told the student to do have to give out the answer one by one, slooooowwwlllyyyy due to maybe her &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;brain&lt;/span&gt; has been rusted and unable to perform function. Therefore the teacher had no choice but to force her brain to work, meaning &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shout&lt;/span&gt; or becoming &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hulk&lt;/span&gt;, that's the only way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The student = Jia Hui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The teacher = Me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ended up in the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;emergency&lt;/span&gt; room, thanks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True story.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1976645724323307169?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1976645724323307169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1976645724323307169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1976645724323307169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1976645724323307169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-worries.html' title='Oh worries'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1559658569085077134</id><published>2010-01-08T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:44:51.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fact'/><title type='text'>Love, Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; starts with a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;, develops with a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kiss&lt;/span&gt; and ends with a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tear&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It takes but a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't go for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;looks&lt;/span&gt;, it can &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;deceive&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't go for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wealth&lt;/span&gt;, even that &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;fades away&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go for someone who makes you &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;, because only a smile makes a dark day seem &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has opened before us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best kind of friend is the one you can sit with on a porch swing, never saying a word and then walk away feeling that was the best conversation you ever had. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's true, we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes their way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe we need to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally do meet the right person, we should know how to be grateful for the gift. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return , but what is the most painful is to love someone and never finding the courage to let the person know how you feel. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they will love you back. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't expect love in return, just wait for it to grow in their hearts, but if it doesn't be content that it grew in yours. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live your life so when you die, you're smiling and everyone around you is crying. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1559658569085077134?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1559658569085077134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1559658569085077134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1559658569085077134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1559658569085077134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-life.html' title='Love, Life'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-7172639134720140559</id><published>2010-01-08T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:45:16.699-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Vanilla Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The stars lean down to kiss you&lt;br /&gt;And I lie awake and miss you&lt;br /&gt;Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly&lt;br /&gt;But I'll miss your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;I'd send a postcard to you, dear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch the night turn light-blue&lt;br /&gt;But it's not the same without you&lt;br /&gt;Because it takes two to whisper quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence isn't so bad&lt;br /&gt;'Til I look at my hands and feel sad&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the spaces between my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Are right where yours fit perfectly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find repose in new ways&lt;br /&gt;Though I haven't slept in two days&lt;br /&gt;'Cause cold nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;Chills me to the bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But drenched in vanilla twilight&lt;br /&gt;I'll sit on the front porch all night&lt;br /&gt;Waist-deep in thought because&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you I don't feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so alone, I don't feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many times as I blink&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When violet eyes get brighter&lt;br /&gt;And heavy wings grow lighter&lt;br /&gt;I'll taste the sky and feel alive again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll forget the world that I knew&lt;br /&gt;But I swear I won't forget you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if my voice could reach&lt;br /&gt;Back through the past&lt;br /&gt;I'd whisper in your ear&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling, I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© OCEAN CITY PARK;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aENY16Mjw6k&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-7172639134720140559?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/7172639134720140559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=7172639134720140559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7172639134720140559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7172639134720140559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/vanilla-twilight.html' title='Vanilla Twilight'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6867425798644602401</id><published>2010-01-05T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:46:23.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>My job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sleepy&lt;/span&gt;.. in the afternoon.. SLEEEEPPPYYYY~ O_O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep holding on, emz :/ *slap face* I was trying not to fall asleep infront of kids okay :) Setting a good example. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This month I'm starting my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;job&lt;/span&gt; as the school already reopens I might find something to do. My &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; suggests me to teach those &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;primary kids&lt;/span&gt; of hers, last year that my mum used to teach them. I, as a &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;substitute YOUNG teacher&lt;/span&gt; -.-' While waiting for my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OLevel Result&lt;/span&gt; of course, I could gain some money :D Nyaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To make myself clear, I don't want them to call me &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"lao shi"&lt;/span&gt; (teacher in chinese) cause it sounds old okay :/ They're being good students calling me &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"jie jie"&lt;/span&gt; (sister) instead of "lao shi" leh~ :D HEHE adorable kids. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One such coincidence is that my boyfriend's colleague's daughter, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jessilyn Teh &lt;/span&gt;is one of my student :P I just knew when my &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt; told me that. And his &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;colleague&lt;/span&gt; mentioned to me this afternoon again ;D I was so shy and blushed, agreeing her to that my boyfriend ever mentioned to me too :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jessliyn&lt;/span&gt; finished her work like a speed of light. She's really quick in doing things, that's her capability :) She's quite talkative too. Sometimes I get to know her better. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jia Lu&lt;/span&gt; was quite quiet in some other ways when I get to talk to her. She just nodded and agreed everything what I said. A very good listener ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow morning I'll teach &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; student again. Yeayy! :D Sigh -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ehem, Yeayy is for fees $.$ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But sigh is for no time for my nappy :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll becoming a busy &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;YOUNG &lt;/span&gt;teacher -.- in just one month :P Watch me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6867425798644602401?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6867425798644602401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6867425798644602401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6867425798644602401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6867425798644602401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-job.html' title='My job'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6878580678681379229</id><published>2010-01-04T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:46:48.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fact'/><title type='text'>The truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is a list of things girls wish their boys knew :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Don’t think that just because you didn’t tell us we are never going to find out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Our friends know EVERYTHING. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. EVERYTHING said to our friends will be told to us. Guaranteed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. No matter what we say, we hate your ex-girlfriend. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. We check our phones every hour to see if you have replied to our texts, then worry if you haven’t. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. The fact you might leave us for another girl keeps us up at night. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. When we’re not talking to you on MSN, we’re actually waiting for you to talk to us (in a non-snobby way, we want to see if you still care enough to talk to us). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. When we act sad, we want you to hug us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Our favourite part of the MSN convo is at the end when you say good bye, because that’s the part you say you love us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. We actually freak out on what to do during holidays like Valentines Day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. We don’t care what our friends think of you, but we do care what your friends think of us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Yes, you might be the reason we failed that Maths test. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. We are very, very scared of scaring you away. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. We don’t care about what we talk about, just as long as we have your attention for a few minutes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Of course, we do believe the crap we read in magazines. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. We have mood swings. Get over it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Everytime you’re around other girls, we worry they are better than us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. We don’t want to hear how cool your ex-girlfriend/neighbour/best gal friend is. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Movies like ‘He’s Just Not That Into You’ depress us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. We will move mountains on our timetable if it means seeing you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. We compare every other guy to you, and you always come out best. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. We hate it when you go to discos/bars without us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. We hate the feeling as if we are like any other girl. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Don’t brag about other girls liking you, it just makes us insecure. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. When we say everything is ‘fine’, it generally means everything is absolutely horrible and we are on the brink of falling to pieces. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Don’t just say ‘ok’ when we say we don’t want to talk about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. If you want to know something about us, ask our best friend. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. If you do not hug us, we will not kiss you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. We think you are the best guy in the world. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30.We.Will.Kill.You.If.We.See.You.Slow.Dancing.With.Another.Girl.Without.Telling.Us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. We really do want you to stick up for us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32.Compliments. We love them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Be on time. We will think you don’t care if you’re not on time at a certain place. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Whether you say (L) or luv or love does matter. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. We don’t care if you couldn’t come on that date because of the most embarrassing reason in the world, just don’t lie to us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. We like cuddling up to you so let us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Silent Treatment + Short Answers + Not Smiling or Laughing + Evil Looks = YOU DID SOMETHING WRONG. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. You will be classed in our ‘Hate’ list if you forget our birthday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Do not ask what’s wrong. We’ll never tell you, we just want you to cuddle us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. You need to tell us what you think of us, we don’t make assumptions (apart from ‘OMG HE’S GONE OFF ME HASN’T HE?!’) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Telling us that we are pretty will mean absolute LOADS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. Do not make fun of us unless we are in a good mood. As insecure as girls go, we take these things very seriously. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. If you do end up doing Number 42, you just have to hope we aren’t in a bad mood. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. Saying something sweet MIGHT get you off the hook. Doing something sweet will ALWAYS get you off the hook. — DON’T SAY IT, DO IT!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. We never forget things. Ever. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. We over-analyze everything. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. We over-react to everything. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48. When we are mad at you, we aren’t actually mad at you we just want you to apologize so we can start showing we like you again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. Please don’t stand 384931491329403 feet away from us. Even if we are scary. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50. Please acknowledge that when we are online when you sign in, we probably have waited ages for you to come online so please make it worthwhile. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. We do not care if 50,000 other guys declared their love for us if you never do it none of it matters. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. We don’t like being used. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. We like it when you do unexpected nice things. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. We usually don’t let just any guy make us cry, so if you make us cry, damnnn you must have done something bad… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. This is the way it works: You don’t give us any attention, we dump you. It is NOT: You don’t give us any attention, we chase after you. Deal with it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. We like it when you are protective of us. It makes us feel special. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. Unless she is a moronic idiot, a girl who truly loves you will love you for a long, long time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. When we come back from a holiday and brag about how awesome it was, during the entire time there we were probably thinking about you. A lot. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. No matter where we are or what we are doing, we really want you to hold our hand. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60. And please for the love of god shut up about how fit other girls are. You know we like you and the fact you do this despite you knowing how we feel is just evil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6878580678681379229?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6878580678681379229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6878580678681379229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6878580678681379229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6878580678681379229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/truth.html' title='The truth'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-4068616299447952792</id><published>2010-01-04T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:47:20.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date'/><title type='text'>Doubley date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was just happened &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; and I could still feel that it was just now :) time fly past so &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;quickly&lt;/span&gt; when you're with your love ones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt; and I stopped by at the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;saloon&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Artie&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; went there. To fetch them up then off we went to our destination. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dear was &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sweet-talking&lt;/span&gt; with me in the car =D hehe I loike :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422900860095424354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S0IDmbol52I/AAAAAAAABis/l_NDBbDul0k/s320/03012010(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The picture shows it all. He kept teasing my hand that looks so &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;kiddish&lt;/span&gt; cause mine's way &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;smaller&lt;/span&gt; than his :/ Aww, even I have to use my two hands to hold his one big palm while walking :P HEHE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the other hand, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Artie&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt; sat infront teased more than us HAHA. Well, they're so them after all :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422900854404910706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S0IDmGb3jnI/AAAAAAAABik/m4vo7mrqZBs/s320/03012010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My darling's hair looks kiddish! :P MEH, now I get to tease him ;P I'm still not used to it my new hair :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went out for lunch at &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;La Mee restaurant.&lt;/span&gt; Noodles were so tasty but my chicken ain't. Too much soup and 100plus in my stomach made my stomach went bulging :/ Yeap, it satisfied my appetite apparently. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then next stop, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Artie&lt;/span&gt; wants to go to airport to do something with his ticket la :P My &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; likes to hold my hands wherever he goes~ *flashback* :P HEHE. When I walked beside him I felt so like a little girl indeed. He's taller than me one headed so it's hard for me to kiss him in fact :P Umm I dont need any blusher, thanks :P *so random* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then we headed to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt; for a while for hunting &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;shoes&lt;/span&gt;. Ended up didn't buy anything ;P the guys decided to go for a &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;movie&lt;/span&gt;. I don't mind, I just wanna be with him ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We head off to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Seri Q-Lap&lt;/span&gt; for a movie. Buying seat last minute of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alvin and the Chipmunks 2.&lt;/span&gt; That movie was awesome and adorable ;) I love the way I hugged in his arm wrapped around me while watching movies :D So comfier than my bed xD aww~missing him already xD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422900846360444946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S0IDlod6wBI/AAAAAAAABic/W7lHI5Wkv4Y/s320/03012010(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422900841625952802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S0IDlW1IIiI/AAAAAAAABiU/W-2M1VjMrfM/s320/03012010(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHH! I SO LOVE HIM! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;老公, 我爱你!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-4068616299447952792?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/4068616299447952792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=4068616299447952792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4068616299447952792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/4068616299447952792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/doubley-date.html' title='Doubley date'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S0IDmbol52I/AAAAAAAABis/l_NDBbDul0k/s72-c/03012010(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-7027074987959286568</id><published>2010-01-03T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:48:23.359-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>New year, New hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, seems like it's part of my new year &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;resolution&lt;/span&gt;! :D Get my &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;messy&lt;/span&gt; hair done! and yes, I'm a little bit regret that I went to the saloon to cut my hair till so &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt; :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm still not used to it when seeing myself infront of the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mirror&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would go like " OMaigosh! who's the.. oh, it's myself -.-" yeap, early in the morning when I happen to brush my teeth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422522541957190754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S0CrhavoFGI/AAAAAAAABhk/KRVPJklW_Pw/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-7027074987959286568?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/7027074987959286568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=7027074987959286568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7027074987959286568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/7027074987959286568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-hair.html' title='New year, New hair'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/S0CrhavoFGI/AAAAAAAABhk/KRVPJklW_Pw/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3264291900551145538</id><published>2010-01-01T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:49:01.713-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Happy 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just got back from &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Miri&lt;/span&gt; to celebrate new year. People had wandering around the town to &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;countdown&lt;/span&gt; and most probably awesome fireworks displayed wherever you may go, I guess if you're lucky enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcoming the new year by awesome greatness expression like ooh and aah or yay? Seeing those spectacular &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt; indeed put me into cloud nine :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421751244500123458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sz3uB_z2P0I/AAAAAAAABhE/vjbwtdTEZsg/s320/Clikinternational-Disco-Style-2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gonna treasured all those memories in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;. It had been a great year of course. Lots of things happen day by day. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Goods&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bads&lt;/span&gt;, it actually been divided. And stated clearly in my calendar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scanned through all those moments I've been through with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; ones. I won't forget each and every moments I've been through with all of you guys ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hopefully this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt; will be worth having and happy always to me and everyone ;D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421751249638894594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sz3uCS9BrAI/AAAAAAAABhU/m3yMlOZeRJw/s320/PC300197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I kept annoyed my mum to go to somewhere for a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;new year countdown&lt;/span&gt; when she told us to just stay at home instead. At night will be a traffic jam since everyone will be going to either &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Boulevard&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Bintang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ti kong&lt;/span&gt; or somewhere else for a new year countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She get annoyed and finally agreed to bring us to Ti kong. There will be &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lion dance competition &lt;/span&gt;from many schools. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It didn't amaze me at all those kitty moves they made -.-' All they just did were hit the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;drums&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gongs&lt;/span&gt; and the lion just go like jumping and hopping and shuffle around. They didn't do any professional stunts. Well, students perform of course. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got annoyed by all those &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;noisy&lt;/span&gt; gongs and drums drumming in my eardrum. I don't want another lion dance in my house for this chinese new year -.-' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421751246136263106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sz3uCF57wcI/AAAAAAAABhM/FnzxXT5toEs/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Are you guys ready? WOOO HAPPY NEW YEAR!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They didn't even countdown and it's not yet &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12am&lt;/span&gt;. Not yet 1st January 2010 and they had let out the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;balloons&lt;/span&gt; down. I was like "what eh, so suddenly" no fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump up and downs like monkeys for God sake to get the stupid pop-able balloons which contains &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;lucky number&lt;/span&gt; inside -.-' Of course I didn't join the crowd. I'll be acting stupid :P Or worst, squished like a bug :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got out from the shopping mall, the next thing we saw &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt; ;) Ah, pleasant ;) then I've received some &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;messages&lt;/span&gt; from my friends a happy new year :D I especially love my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dear's&lt;/span&gt; new year message (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I suggested to phone my &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; at Brunei to wish him a happy new year which he didn't follow us down to miri. He was having great time watching his favourite movies and countdown as well at TV. hehe :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosh, I got black circles recently around my eyes :/ That will be part of my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;new year resolution&lt;/span&gt;. To get more sleep and to maintain beauty :P I'll be thinking more of them and points out my weakness and suggest solutions to a new year! :D I'll be loving this year! God Bless! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3264291900551145538?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3264291900551145538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3264291900551145538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3264291900551145538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3264291900551145538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html' title='Happy 2010'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sz3uB_z2P0I/AAAAAAAABhE/vjbwtdTEZsg/s72-c/Clikinternational-Disco-Style-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-5388886181003406969</id><published>2009-12-31T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:49:29.830-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightmare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late night'/><title type='text'>Nightmare New Year Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Screwed it! I hate being left &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; at school. I was planning to find my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; somewhere but I couldn't find him. It's been a while we didn't talk to each other :/ I felt something had gone &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt; between us. But I just couldn't figure it out what.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somehow nobody actually sees me walking around here. Are they blind or am I invicible? They mind their own business without even took a glance of me and they were all &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;strangers&lt;/span&gt;. I've never seen them in my life. It was all so odd. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh! There he is! My &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; :D I walked to him and he stared at me as if he didn't see me before. What was the matter? He stared at me and not for a while he walked away? :O I gave a flustered expression thinking what had I done wrong? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tried to get near to him but he's like running away from me. I couldn't reach to him so I just sat alone in the corner pretending that I'm busy or whatsoever on my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;phone&lt;/span&gt;. I went to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; to cure my boredom and that's what I'm always doing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went into my boyfriend's profile and suddenly caught my eye. His &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;profile picture.&lt;/span&gt; Him with his &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ex&lt;/span&gt; holding so close to each other. I was gasp-ing! Did they got back together again? :'( I was &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;crying&lt;/span&gt; with all my might. I couldn't remember he did suggest a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;breakup&lt;/span&gt;. How come he got with her all of a sudden. My mind went all wild and my heart all stumbled out. Out of the blue my boyfriend just disappear into the thin air and went back to her again. I was in an &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;emotional state&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I saw his &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ex&lt;/span&gt; walking around with her friends. She knew about it too and even told me that they didn't get back together. I didn't know why I trust her because I know him. He's such a loyalty kind of guy who will love his love till the end. I was just another &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;backup&lt;/span&gt; for him to keep aside :( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tears&lt;/span&gt; leaked and leaked and leaked, never ending. I felt my face all went wet and so does my side hair. As if I'm sleeping on a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wet sponge&lt;/span&gt;. Sleeping?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I woke up from the horrible &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nightmare&lt;/span&gt;. I got up and spotted I slept infront of the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;mirror&lt;/span&gt;! -.-' I believe that it is not a good thing to sleep infront of the mirror as the Feng Shui said cause it'll suck some of your spirit or something and maybe gave you nightmare. Oh yes, I'm being superstitious :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was glad it was only a nightmare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-5388886181003406969?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5388886181003406969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=5388886181003406969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5388886181003406969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5388886181003406969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/nightmare-new-year-eve.html' title='Nightmare New Year Eve'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3354272771369834337</id><published>2009-12-28T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T06:21:19.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All mixed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so my blog simply went into hibernation for the past few days. Apolojize for that ;P hehe. Been busy &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;going out&lt;/span&gt; sometimes O:) Not to mention getting &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;lazier&lt;/span&gt; to blog nowadays when you have something in mind but have no idea how to reveal it out here :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgot to mention to my blog a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;. though it's already late for few days but who cares. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's the date today? Oh yeah, 28th. Nearly the day of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;. And it's coming pretty quick! I want it quick of course! I can't wait to get my feet step into &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;! I so miss going to school! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANNA GO SCHOOL!!&lt;/span&gt; *stomp feet* HAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently heard from certain person about the result of &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Olevel&lt;/span&gt;. My feelings all mixed up you see :/ Nervous, anger, hyperness, curious, fed up, anxious, worry, the-feelings-that-can't-reveal-it-out. MEH! Waiting for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;three months&lt;/span&gt; are getting on my nerves now :/ I wanted to know so badly. And If I know one day, it definitely won't please my wants. I'm just being not optimistic, don't mind me -.-' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Few days ago, I just went to &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;beach&lt;/span&gt;. First time going to beach with my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;. Never have I been to beach with a guy before and yes, it was exactly what I expected. I will never forget that moment when we're holding hands and cuddling together so close that I could hear his heartbeat so clearly :) His eyes locked onto mine and the warmth of his arm wrapped around my waist. He could just lift me up so easily and never complained my weight (I know myself that I'm heavy okay :P) He personally likes to pinch my face cause I smile a lot when I'm with him. Just because of my baby-fats pops out when I did that :P I just had a wonderful great time with him! Never have I feel so been love :D This is awesome-ness! :D He treats me like a princess, spoils and babies me ;D He treats me like I always be. Having him is one of the best of my life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3354272771369834337?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3354272771369834337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3354272771369834337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3354272771369834337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3354272771369834337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-mixed-up.html' title='All mixed up'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6898037407010304262</id><published>2009-12-23T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:29:28.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumbfounded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suppose today was the last day going to gym but ended up didn't go anywhere. Being stucked at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; seems pretty boring. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hopefully there ain't no any event by my family suggestion on the &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; day. I just wanna lingering around my baby boy ;D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And yes, Christmas are just around the corner ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418344351640778994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzHTeu5K-PI/AAAAAAAABgk/3Wr4RFfPvsg/s320/PC210187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418344340822761618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzHTeGl9IJI/AAAAAAAABgU/-FNFHb5UzQo/s320/PC210184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418344327062326162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzHTdTVNi5I/AAAAAAAABgM/c3BZslZnGRU/s320/PC210181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418344323187020738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzHTdE5RE8I/AAAAAAAABgE/fAJSVV4Yp-k/s320/PC210176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418344346455779458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzHTebk-KII/AAAAAAAABgc/J8CRf2zPey0/s320/PC210185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've kept a record. First time going out to go to my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;boyfriend's work place&lt;/span&gt; sounds pretty exciting! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And yes, he was all &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dumbfounded&lt;/span&gt; when he saw me and yes, surprised. I was actually pretty scared to go meet him there and gave a BOO-YEAH surprise :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heheh, I just love to stare at the moment he got shocked by my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6898037407010304262?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6898037407010304262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6898037407010304262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6898037407010304262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6898037407010304262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/dumbfounded.html' title='Dumbfounded'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzHTeu5K-PI/AAAAAAAABgk/3Wr4RFfPvsg/s72-c/PC210187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-5953832619522540683</id><published>2009-12-22T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:15:49.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It says there was no evidence of trauma to Murphy's body.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assistant Chief Coroner Ed Winter says the autopsy was completed Monday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Murphy died Sunday 20th December 2009 after collapsing in the bathroom of her Hollywood Hills home. Winter says her family told coroner's investigators she had been suffering from flu-like symptoms in the days before her death.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418336026428835074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzHL6JD-BQI/AAAAAAAABf8/IGbeUIdpfNc/s320/imgBrittany+Murphy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I went like WOT? and omg. She died ? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;RIP Brittany Murphy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor: Brittany Murphy's Death Similar To Anna Nicole Smith, Heath Ledger &amp;amp; Michael Jackson. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I believe that &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://omg.yahoo.com/celebs/brittany-murphy/823"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brittany Murphy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'s death will prove to be essentially the same as the deaths of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://omg.yahoo.com/celebs/anna-nicole-smith/3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna Nicole Smith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, her son Daniel Smith, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://omg.yahoo.com/celebs/michael-jackson/263"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://omg.yahoo.com/celebs/heath-ledger/149"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;," Dr. Cyril Wecht told Access Hollywood in an interview on Tuesday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That news, I didn't know. But when it comes to research more, I found out that Britttany had also suffered cardiac arrest. Yeap, likewise Michael Jackson. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418336023357282114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzHL59np10I/AAAAAAAABf0/v0TK-m-X-vM/s320/ramen_girl_us_poster_final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love one of her movies which is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the ramen girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Ramen_Girl"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Click here to see the plots of this movie ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oAGRZCcqvvM&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-5953832619522540683?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5953832619522540683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=5953832619522540683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5953832619522540683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5953832619522540683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-knew.html' title='Just knew'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzHL6JD-BQI/AAAAAAAABf8/IGbeUIdpfNc/s72-c/imgBrittany+Murphy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3611961510464357928</id><published>2009-12-21T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:51:20.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Physical Fitness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh don't blame us for being a beginner at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fitness Zone&lt;/span&gt; :P That's more like sakai than a beginner :P HAHA. My sis and I went to fetch &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Viv&lt;/span&gt; first then off we zoom to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kiulap Fitness Zone&lt;/span&gt;. Yeap, that's our plan! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We chit chat in the car and when it's almost near our destination, my &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt;, forgot to bring out the &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;3tickets &lt;/span&gt;with her which was actually at her other wallet -.- Yeap, the ticket shows the 3days trial which is totally important for our entrance as we didnt wish to actually become a member there. We never actually experience in a gym before so yeah today was the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;first time&lt;/span&gt; ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And oh! We had to head off back to our home to get the tickets -.-' All the blames put on my &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt;! Then my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bro&lt;/span&gt; planned to follow us after we head back to get the tickets. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all went &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;amused&lt;/span&gt; by the surrounding there as if we're tourists -.- We were trying to not make it obvious of course trying to act normal as it seems. HAHA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then first we were in awed by the surroundings and yes, we were acting as if we're a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; :P Didn't know how to function all those I-so-called &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sophisticated machine&lt;/span&gt; -.-' The &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tred mill&lt;/span&gt; (Is that how you spell it?) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiring after about&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; ten minutes&lt;/span&gt; or so. I'm so lack of stamina :O I began to feel breatheless. Eish, so useless eh :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite place : the &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;restroom&lt;/span&gt;. They got air-conditioner and big mirror can! :P Even a place to get shower and hair-dryer :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417680623797981122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sy930r_-z8I/AAAAAAAABfM/jPnT-wsZMMc/s320/PC190125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417680616632133170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sy930RTgpjI/AAAAAAAABfE/HIf6n7yByTc/s320/PC190126.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Then we went explore to another surrounding, we found out a more &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;user-friendly kind of machine?&lt;/span&gt; :P We don't actually need a trainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417680613791798834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sy930GuUljI/AAAAAAAABe8/6Iz8GqLXsR4/s320/PC190139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Meh, I was all in a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sakai mode&lt;/span&gt;. I never thought this ball was used for sitting it. Or maybe use it for jumping? I don't know as long as I didn't burst it by sitting em. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417680603609123170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sy93zgylSWI/AAAAAAAABe0/9G_OyZpT3tc/s320/PC190141.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;As I thought this was a skipping rope. What a noob-er :P And I don't know what is this called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417680601363864514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sy93zYbRW8I/AAAAAAAABes/nbva-7sPPfQ/s320/PC190158.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;First day will be doing the try-it-all. The next day will be serious training! OKay! Down there I saw &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WU ZHUN! posters&lt;/span&gt; yeah -.-' HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I just mention there were lots of &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hot chinese guys&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;basketball court&lt;/span&gt;? ;P Too bad I didn't see them clearly without my spec or contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were on the way going down from Fitness Zone, we spotted more guys at the &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;swimming pool&lt;/span&gt;. What a spoiler eh seeing &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;half-naked guys&lt;/span&gt; -.-' HAHAH! It was an accident! :O *hide face*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3611961510464357928?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3611961510464357928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3611961510464357928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3611961510464357928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3611961510464357928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/physical-fitness.html' title='Physical Fitness'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sy930r_-z8I/AAAAAAAABfM/jPnT-wsZMMc/s72-c/PC190125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3049926019780431576</id><published>2009-12-18T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:16:15.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a BLAST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was on &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;16th December 2009&lt;/span&gt; ;) My beshtie's big day! :D &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Rhona's&lt;/span&gt; has been my bestest friend since Form1. Yeap, I know her for so long, she doesn't change herself. That's what I like her the most. Be herself ;) HEHE &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Renee&lt;/span&gt;, Rhon's sister planned to give her a &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;surprise party&lt;/span&gt; for her a week before. I received her message by the time I got from KL. It was pretty late for me to do all those plans so &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Deejah&lt;/span&gt; be her assistant instead ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She really did a great job. Not to mention &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Rhona&lt;/span&gt; didn't have any idea about this party plan. We were so innocent ;p Dijah fetched me to the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mall, Rizqun&lt;/span&gt;. We were all discussing about Rhona's birthday in the car. Her &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;18th birthday&lt;/span&gt; was a big deal for them :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; and I met up with the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Katok-ians&lt;/span&gt; somewhere around the Rizqun so we said hi. We, the fours were only the soon-to-be juniors at Katok which is &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Zhafri&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; and I. Yeap, a bit awkward seeing them Katok having fun and they were going wild taking pictures. That is why I don't have much pictures. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416788508745875746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SyxMcwc3QSI/AAAAAAAABec/Jk2nh1xg5wU/s320/PC140110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zhan&lt;/span&gt; was lost back then ;P I saw him circling around the Rizqun area :P Poor him. I 'psst'ing him several times -.- CHEW! He's dead :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416788503848876834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SyxMceNU-yI/AAAAAAAABeM/CFVUw7harLA/s320/PC140104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; look great! :D She told me that she nearly wore the same necklace as I am. Mine's heart! ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416792030441377778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SyxPpvygD_I/AAAAAAAABek/LciTgPKer9w/s320/16122009004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt; came late cause of his work. I knew he was with the microphone! I know his voice! :P HEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416787972256415170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SyxL9h3zvcI/AAAAAAAABds/lxaq_W2SVYQ/s320/PC140111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here comes the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;BIRTHDAY GIRL!&lt;/span&gt; :D HAHA She was really in a state of shock! I saw her mouth wide open several times :P HAHA! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Rhona&lt;/span&gt; look fabulous in red and makeups! :P First time I see her in high heels too! :D WAH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416787969815859074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SyxL9Yx7z4I/AAAAAAAABdk/Ot96_PPoR3Q/s320/PC140114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each one of us must make her a &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt; and some &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt;. Gad, I was speechless at first :P Nervous made me speechless noh :P  But when I started to speak, I'm getting okay with it and wanna make more speech again! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416788511273286194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SyxMc53cejI/AAAAAAAABeU/7rFsOnBU21U/s320/12632_209551364628_669919628_2866117_6043762_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416787985436424514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SyxL-S-KuUI/AAAAAAAABd8/Gia-0U6zJfw/s320/12837_1239194314223_1660246297_578282_6812891_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yeap, we triplets always got together! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bree&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dijah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; ;) The three musketeers :P HAHA. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rhona&lt;/span&gt; gave me a mean look when I smiled to her :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After making wish and speeches for her, she blew out those candles. May her wishes come true ;D Then we &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cuddle&lt;/span&gt;! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416787984491064402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SyxL-PcxrFI/AAAAAAAABd0/tcY3KgtkehE/s320/12837_1239194834236_1660246297_578295_8181418_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After our dinner, time to PARTAY! Neh, im' not good in &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt; -.-' hahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416787990482574962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SyxL-lxQ3nI/AAAAAAAABeE/WnA-czwize8/s320/16122009006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;baby boy&lt;/span&gt; looked great that night ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He actually planned to drive me home but my &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; was at &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jaya&lt;/span&gt; so my darling and I went up to meet my mum. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;! :D I won't babble much anymore cause not in a mood to babble :P Heh. Love him &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3049926019780431576?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3049926019780431576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3049926019780431576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3049926019780431576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3049926019780431576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-blast.html' title='What a BLAST!'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SyxMcwc3QSI/AAAAAAAABec/Jk2nh1xg5wU/s72-c/PC140110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-2902177869537016651</id><published>2009-12-18T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:39:36.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I finally gotten myself a perfect &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blogskin&lt;/span&gt;! :D Yeah, I've been searching and scrolling down and up, here and there :P It's bloody RED! :D And no, red ain't my favourite colour. I just find this pretty amuse to view :P It's still under &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;progress&lt;/span&gt; though. So I might wanna edit them after a while. In the mean time, I'm getting &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lazier&lt;/span&gt; ;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-2902177869537016651?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/2902177869537016651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=2902177869537016651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2902177869537016651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2902177869537016651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am!'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-1560793513738454368</id><published>2009-12-15T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T02:47:20.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berakas 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Berakas 13th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Firaa&lt;/span&gt; organized and planned earlier a month ago for this reunion of our primary school :D HEHE. It was on Sunday, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;13th December&lt;/span&gt;. Some of them still remains the same as my school but few moved to other school like &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;STPRI&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hussain&lt;/span&gt;. Nevertheless, I never forget you guys ;D You guys, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kiddish&lt;/span&gt; face :P HEHE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till now, I could see you guys &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mature&lt;/span&gt; already but neh, acting still childish while playing on the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;beach&lt;/span&gt;! :D HAHA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415405297900443826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydibSgf2LI/AAAAAAAABdE/_ESExRj8bdM/s320/12933_1269217883826_1031200370_2440660_4879300_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415405292351525826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sydia91iE8I/AAAAAAAABc8/hKCizeLjMpc/s320/12933_1269238084331_1031200370_2440682_7992286_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415405282593690626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydiaZfFVAI/AAAAAAAABc0/2dkl7nsBwD4/s320/12933_1269274045230_1031200370_2440772_3913035_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wasn't at all close to them. Not really close. Cause it's been a while I didn't keep in touch with them. So therefore I decided to bring my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; along ;) So I won't be like sitting in the corner doing nothing while they talking the things which I don't understand what are they talking about :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah I know, I was a &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;shy girl&lt;/span&gt; back then in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;primary&lt;/span&gt;! Oh stop reminding me. I was wayyy shy back then -.- And I was wayyy &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;quiet&lt;/span&gt; :O I got few friends only. Like them ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Berakas Forest Reserve&lt;/span&gt;! :D Crowded. So many people occupied here and there. They came early like sooo early in the morning just to get a place. I came late cause my &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;mum and siblings&lt;/span&gt; came along too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415408357466575778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydlNYR6E6I/AAAAAAAABdM/y7FEWJpNDLk/s320/12933_1269189443115_1031200370_2440557_4439286_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415408362017708482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydlNpO-2cI/AAAAAAAABdU/Ri8mgPJXuJU/s320/12933_1269205323512_1031200370_2440606_5361680_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those juicy &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chickens&lt;/span&gt; I miss them much! :D HEHE. But I ate one or two, a bit shy meh ;P haha! Instead I &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;date&lt;/span&gt; a lot with my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; rather than hanging out with them :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mum saw us &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;holding hands&lt;/span&gt; at the beach :/ No way I could hide again cause she knows everything :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's about 3-ish, Matt's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dadi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;mami&lt;/span&gt; fetched me :/ I was a bit awkward but nevertheless I did say hi to them ;) Cause I got no transport to go home so yeah. They seemed &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt; took over to fetch me home. But he had to fetch one of his basketball team to his next match at &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Batu Bersurat.&lt;/span&gt; How I wish I could follow him to there but neh, night time is impossible for me to go out unless got some important function. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First time my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; drive me home HEHE :D I feel so safe ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home immediately teased by my &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lil brother&lt;/span&gt; -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes like this &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"EEYYER Your boyfriend ahh! I see you holding hands with him!" :O &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fine, he wins :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415412400894668786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sydo4vOSb_I/AAAAAAAABdc/wTsAHJKRaoE/s320/13122009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-1560793513738454368?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1560793513738454368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=1560793513738454368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1560793513738454368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/1560793513738454368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/berakas-13th.html' title='Berakas 13th'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydibSgf2LI/AAAAAAAABdE/_ESExRj8bdM/s72-c/12933_1269217883826_1031200370_2440660_4879300_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-8958915867731460867</id><published>2009-12-15T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T01:57:55.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aiyaa, what happen to my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;blogskin&lt;/span&gt; hah? Corrupted :S I'll change my blogskin soon T.T See if I got time or not loh ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-8958915867731460867?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/8958915867731460867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=8958915867731460867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8958915867731460867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8958915867731460867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/meh.html' title='Meh!'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3576736361306355559</id><published>2009-12-14T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T00:23:12.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Told ya so</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Told ya so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah yes. It's been last four or three days ago I got back from my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;vacation&lt;/span&gt; and I haven't got any time to post something in my blog. Oh hell yay! &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt; was a one thrilling vacation! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One week&lt;/span&gt; just ain't enough for me :/ hehe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt; is wayy different from here, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brunei&lt;/span&gt;. At 12midnight or late night still got lots of people wandering about at the street and traffic jam could be seen here and there. Lots of teenagers, pretty(s) and handsome(s) so visible. They can be found at the shopping centre of course and yes, disco club :P Only I never step into that area. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415370510973982578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydCybG613I/AAAAAAAABcM/WKIQ4d0zA2A/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I walked outside the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;street&lt;/span&gt; I could smell &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;carbon monoxide&lt;/span&gt; gas from the exhaust fumes and cigarettes. So much &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;air&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; noise pollution&lt;/span&gt; too! I barely couldn't see where I'm going cause I kept closing my nose to prevent sniffing those I-so-called-putrefying gas -.-' Yuck. Everywhere I go, I saw people &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;smoking&lt;/span&gt;. So inconsiderate to people surrounding them don't ya think. Sigh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Shopping centre&lt;/span&gt; there were wayy hundred times bigger than the mall O:) WEE~ I love it! Never I get tired from shopping. After about &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;two hours&lt;/span&gt; walking, my legs get all worned out and I was thinking of massage :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister and I went for a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fish spa&lt;/span&gt; to try them out. My mum just went for a massage. Fish spa was really a great experience for me! I miss those fishy manage to make me laugh due to the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tickling attack&lt;/span&gt; from them! :D HAHA! At first I was like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"GAHH look at that fish is so BIIIGGG! Can we refund?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; HAHA we payed them first (RM 28 for 30mins) before we went into fish spa so I was thinking to refund. I haven't even dipped down my leg yet. then when I dipped them I was like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;giggling&lt;/span&gt;! It was ticklish can :P Those fishes eat dead skin! I know, I went all sakai!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415369286740096210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydBrKe0NNI/AAAAAAAABbs/yv7on-Ljr9I/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415369277859223266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydBqpZc1uI/AAAAAAAABbk/Q3xSIbbOD54/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love all those decorations of upcoming &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; there. It brings &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;christmas spirit &lt;/span&gt;which warm down my heart ;) I can explain how wonderful and those attraction so beautiful! Many tourists came down and took pictures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415369296530660258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydBru9EW6I/AAAAAAAABb8/5P-YUPLFbVE/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415369290125469666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydBrXF85-I/AAAAAAAABb0/v2Vbgd9a4ew/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After two days roaming around KL, we went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Genting Highlands&lt;/span&gt;. Highlands means cold so yeah cold -.- I meant really &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;. The wind outside blowing so strong that even air-conditioner wind can't defeat that. *shivering* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415370515617218834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydCysZ9ARI/AAAAAAAABcU/W-rTcY77XZE/s320/DSC00887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met my grandma, aunt and uncle there ;) So great to see them again. Our family and I will be visiting them again on the upcoming &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cny&lt;/span&gt; ;) hehe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415371225590228674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydDcBQtZsI/AAAAAAAABcc/gznn0QFhjfQ/s320/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yeah the great part from Genting was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;outdoor games!&lt;/span&gt; WUHOO! :D HAHA! I wish I could stay there more than two days ;) Yeah great fun! I ride on &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt;, my first time! It went &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;upside down&lt;/span&gt; twice which I could feel it! I didn't dare to open my eyes. So for the whole ride, I feel only no open eyes :P HAHA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pirate ship&lt;/span&gt; makes my leg and heart when soft when you get to sit at the very end of the boat. Neh, at the centre you can't feel a thing at all so no fun. My sister, brother and I were lucky we get to sit at the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;second last row&lt;/span&gt; :D WOOT! I laughed more than screaming :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We rode on the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;space shot&lt;/span&gt; too! I went like WHOOAA! :O you know the thingy that makes you go up and up and up then suddenly with a massive SUDDEN it goes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOOOWWNNN!!&lt;/span&gt; then went up again then goes downnnn!! HAHAHH! SO FUN! :D when it goes down, I was flying in the air! :O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comes to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;adult merry go round&lt;/span&gt; (forgot the name) that makes you went &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;dizzy&lt;/span&gt; o.O it was way fast when it turn round and round. Okay it's a good thing I didn't ride all those ride right after my lunch :/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415369304698635906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydBsNYdxoI/AAAAAAAABcE/AG7IChpKY3w/s320/DSC00897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those are my most &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;memorable&lt;/span&gt; experiences ;) HEHE And I miss all them so much! I can't wait another year to go there again ;D More pictures, visit my Facebook ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3576736361306355559?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3576736361306355559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3576736361306355559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3576736361306355559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3576736361306355559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/told-ya-so.html' title='Told ya so'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SydCybG613I/AAAAAAAABcM/WKIQ4d0zA2A/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-2855706180021779653</id><published>2009-12-05T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:37:30.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hibernation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hibernation &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My blog will undergoing into &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hibernation&lt;/span&gt; for a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;week&lt;/span&gt; ;) Cause I'll be going for a vacation at &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt;. So here I am before leaving Brunei, I shall blog something. No internet connection, no nothing there :O Sigh, my facebook &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;notifications&lt;/span&gt; will be outrageous when I get back to check them ;P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I personally will miss &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt;. But I definitely will miss my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;baby boy&lt;/span&gt; more than anyone else ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412006314052725682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxtPEY9Iq7I/AAAAAAAABas/428iC7uyOv4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The moment I closed the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;webcam&lt;/span&gt;, my tears began to leak. I don't know maybe because I just &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;missed&lt;/span&gt; him too much. A week seems like forever. MEH, okay that's too dramatic :P I'm gonna miss him so much! He'll wait for my return ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-2855706180021779653?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/2855706180021779653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=2855706180021779653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2855706180021779653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2855706180021779653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/hibernation.html' title='Hibernation'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxtPEY9Iq7I/AAAAAAAABas/428iC7uyOv4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-2455679535410100410</id><published>2009-12-04T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:56:05.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sand painting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AtzUXoBAyTQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up late to watch this video and to download them up :D I like the part &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jaychou&lt;/span&gt; plays cello and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cindy Yen&lt;/span&gt; plays piano ;) Jaychou's new song by the way. I'm waiting for his &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new album&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-2455679535410100410?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/2455679535410100410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=2455679535410100410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2455679535410100410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/2455679535410100410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/sand-painting.html' title='Sand painting'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-928573589696015344</id><published>2009-12-04T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T10:00:38.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute! ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cute! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bulwt0NtpRs&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somehow it resembles my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dear&lt;/span&gt; and I ;) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; it! *mwah!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-928573589696015344?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/928573589696015344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=928573589696015344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/928573589696015344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/928573589696015344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/cute.html' title='Cute! ^^'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-3793358077799473580</id><published>2009-12-04T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T05:32:57.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh dear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday went &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mall&lt;/span&gt; with my mum and bros :D hehe That's when I bought the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;casual top&lt;/span&gt;. Good thing I didn't buy the white top cause majority agree I do suit on the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;casual&lt;/span&gt; one :D Yeah, I know I look &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;kiddish&lt;/span&gt; in that white -.- Small part of it I'll take it as compliment :P oh yeah, I get to do my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nails&lt;/span&gt; there too! And it actually satisfy my wants ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt; is fun when you get to buy something which you really like ;) Most girls do agree on that. And whoop-de-do~ I get to see my friends at the mall! :D Bumped with &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Amyy&lt;/span&gt; after doing my shopping. So great to see them and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Amyy&lt;/span&gt; actually thought I'm shrinking when I spotted she actually wearing her &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;high heels&lt;/span&gt;. I ain't shrinking :O I'm trying my best to get &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;taller&lt;/span&gt; ne :P hehe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope when I get back from my vacation I wanna hang out with my friends ;D Miss them so much, really! I was thinking to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hug&lt;/span&gt; them when saw them coincidencely but I didn't :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh dear, my vacation's gonna last for a long time. Quite long actually. I'm going off from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; till next &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;. Surviving without laptop, internet, facebook or messaging :O Sounds really &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt; than hell! *sob sob* I'm gonna miss people in Brunei cause I'm head off to &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;KL&lt;/span&gt;! Typical vacation place. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;huaho&lt;/span&gt; today ;D I didn't plan to buy anything when my head is actually set to meet my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; only :P So great to see him again eventhough we actually see each other in person for few days ago only but my desire to see him again is releashing like fireworks! (wtheck -.-) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was in his arms again. Wrapping around me feels so warm and he gets to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;pinch&lt;/span&gt; my face again! :P I should &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; more seldom cause when I smiled all my &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;baby fats&lt;/span&gt; from my face will popped out and he gets the advantage on pinching me again :p haha! But I love it when he did that :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gonna enjoy the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sundae chocolate&lt;/span&gt; he bought me from &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;DQ&lt;/span&gt;. He actually kept his promise cause he promise me to buy for me someday. I shared with him before I go home. Hehe I &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;spoonfed&lt;/span&gt; him ;) He's so cute :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today will be the &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt; I get to see him in person before going my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vacation&lt;/span&gt; :) I'm gonna miss holding his wide warm hands &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-3793358077799473580?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3793358077799473580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=3793358077799473580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3793358077799473580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/3793358077799473580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-dear.html' title='Oh dear'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-6101106720689943592</id><published>2009-12-03T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:58:32.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Which?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh hey readers! :D Which &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;suits&lt;/span&gt; me better eh? ;)  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410946157353548914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxeK3JfSvHI/AAAAAAAABak/96xeaQ9mZCQ/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Angel-like? :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410946148406516498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxeK2oKJ2xI/AAAAAAAABac/qFORppkCevI/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casual? :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-6101106720689943592?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6101106720689943592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=6101106720689943592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6101106720689943592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/6101106720689943592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/which.html' title='Which?'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxeK3JfSvHI/AAAAAAAABak/96xeaQ9mZCQ/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-8767601974116234614</id><published>2009-12-02T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:48:09.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoop-de-doo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whoop-de-doo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ain't bored at home no more. Well, that was just a &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;. Eventhough duration going out was just one and a half hours? -.-' Even going out with &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;bros&lt;/span&gt; instead of friends, I don't mind. As long as I could get away from my house :O YAH, I sound bored and jobless.   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410621766869759954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxZj1IxEt9I/AAAAAAAABZ0/MPrDV95iu1Y/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mami suddenly said she wanted to bring us to see &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;horses&lt;/span&gt; and going to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;beach&lt;/span&gt;! :D Great, I won't be continue my daily routine at home, like a domestic robot. Yiaap. My job currently is becoming a &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;housewife&lt;/span&gt; *sob sob* I wanna get a job after my vacation! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JPMC&lt;/span&gt; near got this &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;horse-yard&lt;/span&gt;? Is that what they call? They kept horses there and my brother was being lame. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"why got horse near hospital ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Then I said, a&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"how about you ask the one who's incharged of this?" "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aiyaa, cause its a "horse-pital" mahh "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; HAHA -.-'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come to think of it, it makes perfect sense. Well the pronounciation is more or like the same wat. My legs are being tortured again. I suffered from &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;mosquitoes love-bites&lt;/span&gt; again. I kept scratching like there's no tomorrow and I barely breathe! Due to the putrifying smell from the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;horses&lt;/span&gt;. Yesh! Eventhough horses looks cute, they smell alright :P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410924584180756786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sxd3PbKFsTI/AAAAAAAABaM/-FM7_9r9V5I/s320/PB300836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Horsy&lt;/span&gt; won't let me touch it. He's kind of stubborn. Okay I'm not sure of its gender so it's an IT.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410620140051946274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxZiWcZe2yI/AAAAAAAABZk/aj2pdplE0HA/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;brothers&lt;/span&gt; are the sakai-ness of all. Can't believe they actually thrilled and went hyper when they get to touch the horse! -.-' They feed them with grasses and they actually bring them one by one of the horses :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410924573971386850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sxd3O1H_EeI/AAAAAAAABaE/UdJN38p1vaU/s320/PB300842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right on time the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; began to set :D Wish I can watch sunset with my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;beloved&lt;/span&gt; one ;) hehe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410620126783125074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxZiVq98tlI/AAAAAAAABZU/ILMfFX0tJJI/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410620121353784114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxZiVWvfizI/AAAAAAAABZM/hw7M62akWhU/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410618824420456882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxZhJ3SfebI/AAAAAAAABY8/nSvti1MS7g4/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;lil brother&lt;/span&gt; was funny :P HAHA. He acted as if he never seen waves before. When the waves coming, he goes like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" AHHHH!!.. HAHAAHHA"&lt;/span&gt; Like that :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410618832657334626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxZhKV-UQWI/AAAAAAAABZE/o5b3VJCOUUU/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wuhoo. Into the deep blue sea ~ Happy &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;commit suiciding&lt;/span&gt; ~ MEH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410618818701499122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxZhJh-_GvI/AAAAAAAABY0/w3_8rwu5w5c/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410618817794121378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxZhJempnqI/AAAAAAAABYs/orQTTYSLVwc/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410618809566915826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxZhI_9IbPI/AAAAAAAABYk/S2iO7mle4zE/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410924589277394802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/Sxd3PuJON3I/AAAAAAAABaU/luTDMf7qypw/s320/PB300854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Matt Voon!&lt;/span&gt; :D hahah So random ;P This reminds me of you &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-8767601974116234614?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/8767601974116234614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=8767601974116234614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8767601974116234614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/8767601974116234614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/whoop-de-doo.html' title='Whoop-de-doo'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxZj1IxEt9I/AAAAAAAABZ0/MPrDV95iu1Y/s72-c/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-5901783155148601906</id><published>2009-12-01T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:10:29.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two is better than one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3-codes.com/play/221685/Two_Is_Better_Than_One_Feat__Taylor_Swift_-_Boys_Like_Girls" target="_blank"&gt;Two Is Better Than One Feat Taylor Swift - Boys Like Girls Mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[ft. Taylor Swift]&lt;br /&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life and I thought&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you know, this could be something"&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything you do and words you say&lt;br /&gt;You know that it all takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm left with nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember every look upon your face&lt;br /&gt;The way you roll your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The way you taste&lt;br /&gt;You make it hard for breathing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away&lt;br /&gt;I think of you and everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally now believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That maybe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life and I thought, "Hey,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause, baby, two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time&lt;br /&gt;To figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;But I'll figure it out&lt;br /&gt;When all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;Two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;Two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2735981972591150596-5901783155148601906?l=emily2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5901783155148601906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2735981972591150596&amp;postID=5901783155148601906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5901783155148601906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2735981972591150596/posts/default/5901783155148601906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emily2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-is-better-than-one.html' title='Two is better than one'/><author><name>Emily Fung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01614221808410488162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SzGaDmUd3oI/AAAAAAAABfU/-UQWGV8angE/S220/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B043.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2735981972591150596.post-2197252297798899122</id><published>2009-11-28T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:51:57.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected sweet memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unexpected sweet memories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh I love the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; day. Wish I had a recorder, record everything then I'll just replay all the scene from the very start I've meet him very closely till the end of the day ;D I'm so &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;thrilled&lt;/span&gt; on this date! Never known that this could be as wonderful as I could imagine. It was actually over my imagination. Thanks to my darling, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt; who gave me all I wanted ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409430251138296146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxIoJyxZqVI/AAAAAAAABYc/PwGPDE2fQrk/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt; fetched me to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mall&lt;/span&gt; just to make this date present! :D Thanks sis, for the transport :P I was so "semangat" already and I've been prepared myself for an hour just to make myself okay. And neh, I did not do any make-ups! I just put a little &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;concealer&lt;/span&gt; to make my panda eyes invisible. Yeah, I slept late alright -.- I just can't clear my mind with this date. Then put contact lens then did my hair then off, I'm ready :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409174633653390066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxE_q5b2yvI/AAAAAAAABYE/2LPhSyNTP54/s320/%2BM-Ly_M.E%2B005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was kind of late to decide what to eat for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt; though. We had only 30 more minutes for the start of the movie, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt;. My sister and I decide this last minute so off we go to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;TT blues&lt;/span&gt;. Then I told &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt; to come over from Mall to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;unitech&lt;/span&gt;. What took him so long anyway -.- But never mind, as long as I get to meet him ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ordered &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Gadong in Blue&lt;/span&gt; and it tasted like &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;pepsi blue&lt;/span&gt;. Fizzy kind of drink and it tastes good ;D I still knew it tastes like pepsi blue eventhough they're already &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;extinct&lt;/span&gt; in this country. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt; pay off the bill, she lanja :P We didn't eat anything for lunch just a drink to fill some in the stomach. Cause we ran out of time, the movie start at &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;12.05pm&lt;/span&gt;. He held my hands all the way from TT blues to Mall. I miss holding his &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hands&lt;/span&gt; ;) His wide biggie hands.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We rushed to the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cinema&lt;/span&gt; then to our seats :P Good thing we arrived in a nick of time. The movie haven't started. Trailers are being shown at that time. Less people in the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cinema 4&lt;/span&gt;. I'm glad we &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt; the seats earlier ;D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought I would enjoy the movie but my expectations on that moment was out of my expectations :P apaan :P hehe. I love you, my darling :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the movie was about &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;2-ish pm&lt;/span&gt;. So we got lots of time to hang around at the mall until the time I went home. Around &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5-ish&lt;/span&gt; I went home. Finally we get to take some &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; together with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;baby panda&lt;/span&gt;! :D I've brought him along hehe cause he misses his papa :P family photo revealed! :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409174626002063378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxE_qc7o0BI/AAAAAAAABX8/eWGQJfL2Udg/s320/28112009(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most pictures are taken at the mall, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;rizqun&lt;/span&gt;. Cause it's a no-one place ;P &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409174641523232034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxE_rWwLDSI/AAAAAAAABYU/ABbNvg5tpmc/s320/28112009(013).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409174637680738082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AyRze9YcV24/SxE_rIcDPyI/AAAAAAAABYM/jwT0JbfRZrk/s320/28112009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More pictures in &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. I just love to scroll up and down, thinking of that &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;moments&lt;/span&gt; we had :D hehhe ;D Especially exploring the Mall? :P Gosh, we act as if we're tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;arcade&lt;/span&gt; and took pictures again at the &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;photo booth&lt;/span&gt; :D hehe And sing song ;) Oh! We sang a song only. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jaychou - Qing Tian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I swear I did sing! But &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt; kept complaining that he didn't hear me sing :P He insists me to sing again so we went to another &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;k-box&lt;/span&gt; but too bad it's been occupied by people. Don't know what day is it making everybody wants to sing ah -.-' All k-box are &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;occupied&lt;/span&gt; so maybe it was fate that I won't be letting him hearing my singing :P Meh. We did play some games but not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Fakhrul&lt;/span&gt; at the arcade suddenly greeted me. I waved him back and said hi. He replied me with a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"eh, sexy jua ah"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -.- HAHA &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt; was beside me wah. I told him that I knew him :P He's always like that one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then there's another group of guy again -.-' One of the guy said to me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"eh, pegang tangan ku la" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I was like "euw" omg what happen to people in mall. They had been 'mutated' :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even visited &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Xiang Jun&lt;/span&gt; at his working place too. Chatting for a while hehe. Most probably we hang around at the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;electronic&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;CD shops&lt;/span&gt; :P Aiya, my darling's favourite place ah. My favourite store is &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt; ma :P I had fun with him, window shopping :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;couple keychain&lt;/span&gt; with a whistle he gave me and a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lock&lt;/span&gt; necklace for me ;D He wore a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;key&lt;/span&gt; necklace which unlock the lock in my heart, he says :D haha I so love those &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;adorable gifts!&lt;/span&gt; much! :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Before going home, I met his &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; :O I was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt; at first, and was thinking, should I hide myself? HAHA idiot much. My darling told me not to be shy so I went up and greet them ;P It was my first time greeting my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;boyfriend's parents.&lt;/span&gt; They seems &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt; :D HEHE I hope I didn't freak them out (A) It was nice talking to them ;D hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not long after that, my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; fetched me home. At home I was so starving cause I didn't eat anything for lunch but a&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; choco chip&lt;/span&gt;. It was surprising my &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;mami&lt;/span&gt; ask me something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : wahh I'm so hungry eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mami : You go paktoh, your boyfriend no feed you ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me : (Am I illusion-ing or something or did I hear wrong?) What you say ah, mami?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mami : *repeating the sentence* So karit one your boyfriend ah :P *smile and walk away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br
