<?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-9222309990469777250</id><updated>2012-02-01T20:50:16.352+08:00</updated><category term='shopping'/><category term='uni lifE'/><category term='taG'/><category term='food...'/><category term='crap-ing'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='lifE'/><category term='day with friends'/><category term='emO'/><category term='c'/><title type='text'>mY wOrd.. my World...</title><subtitle type='html'>Friendship isn't how you forget but how you forgive,
Not how we listen but how you understand,
Not what you see but how you feel,
Not how you let go but how you hold on.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>262</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3868066386328777497</id><published>2011-12-15T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:46:47.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Semester break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1LJEakmSIc/TujRn7IujVI/AAAAAAAAD88/t7VMZv_GWrc/s1600/380780_324515694243781_100000560606962_1267162_1337963187_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1LJEakmSIc/TujRn7IujVI/AAAAAAAAD88/t7VMZv_GWrc/s320/380780_324515694243781_100000560606962_1267162_1337963187_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Semester break!&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Year 3 Semester 2.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to your "awesomeness", I need to pray hard for my finals!&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the best =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to them who're having last paper in 8 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys having a "good" and "pro" to the max lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;a b c d e - Score well peoples!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Semester Break in advance to you guys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye Malaysia in 11 days time.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3868066386328777497?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3868066386328777497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3868066386328777497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3868066386328777497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3868066386328777497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-semester-break.html' title='Happy Semester break'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1LJEakmSIc/TujRn7IujVI/AAAAAAAAD88/t7VMZv_GWrc/s72-c/380780_324515694243781_100000560606962_1267162_1337963187_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3764318185057186581</id><published>2011-11-28T04:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T04:09:59.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2j6Zo75XgM/TtKLTReFH1I/AAAAAAAAD80/ZanekWXBPqw/s1600/Lightbox_1322371657344_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2j6Zo75XgM/TtKLTReFH1I/AAAAAAAAD80/ZanekWXBPqw/s320/Lightbox_1322371657344_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm feeling tired with those insomnias, headaches and emotional feelings lately. I switched off both of my phones last night, so that no-one can reach me for the moment. Insecure, hates, disappoints, sad, it come all at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I called someone, with speaker on and left the phone aside for half an hour silence,listened and &amp;nbsp;responded&amp;nbsp;nothing with his every single replies until he hanged off. He never knows, I ain't happy, not to him, but myself. I wanted to talk to, but I do not know how, so I remain silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia started haunting me again since last Monday, and it tortures every single seconds that I still awake. It has been a while since my last insomnia, which lasted for one month, a year back. My eyes are heavy, and I just can't get myself into sleep. I want to stop thinking, but my mind stops me from doing so. It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want something to come, yet it is closer day by day. I do not want to feel bad one more time, I am not strong enough to overcome all these things again and again. I wanted to go up hill, because I know it can calms me for a little while, to face what I suppose to, not for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I am someone who has no worries in your eyes. You never know, what I feel in this moment, what will happen the next moment. Insecure kills, it do. The laughters that you hear, the smiles that you see, aren't real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3764318185057186581?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3764318185057186581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3764318185057186581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3764318185057186581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3764318185057186581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-moment.html' title='This moment'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2j6Zo75XgM/TtKLTReFH1I/AAAAAAAAD80/ZanekWXBPqw/s72-c/Lightbox_1322371657344_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1905265800577795033</id><published>2011-11-24T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T01:10:50.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no-one knows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QoWSKY2RCuQ/Ts0ltaqCJpI/AAAAAAAAD8k/_k2MtW1is-I/s1600/Lightbox_1320105238540_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QoWSKY2RCuQ/Ts0ltaqCJpI/AAAAAAAAD8k/_k2MtW1is-I/s320/Lightbox_1320105238540_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone is envying, but no-one knows am I like it that way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not compare you and me, it might upset you, and it definitely upset me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You live for yourself, not for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not compare, because it hurts both hearts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1905265800577795033?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1905265800577795033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1905265800577795033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1905265800577795033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1905265800577795033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-one-knows.html' title='no-one knows'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QoWSKY2RCuQ/Ts0ltaqCJpI/AAAAAAAAD8k/_k2MtW1is-I/s72-c/Lightbox_1320105238540_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1581966215419486292</id><published>2011-11-23T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T00:58:55.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deliver in 1 day time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2gW0vjb5Hk/TsvObDg6W7I/AAAAAAAAD8c/DesQ67Ab4hQ/s1600/336686_10150377825928235_648473234_8364484_815965730_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2gW0vjb5Hk/TsvObDg6W7I/AAAAAAAAD8c/DesQ67Ab4hQ/s320/336686_10150377825928235_648473234_8364484_815965730_o.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This surprised me when I came back home from morning chemical laboratory session. I never thought of it will be delivered in such a short time when the site was saying "deliver in 1 day time" but given me the delivery date of 1 Dec 2011. My friend ordered it on last Sunday evening, and it reached my house today (Tuesday) morning. It was nicely put on living room's table and caught my attention on wondering what sister has bought for herself again as she shopped too much lately! So, I approached nearer and saw my name on it. Grabbed it as fast as I can, I think I know what is it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsY1CMkPd9Q/TsvNW3oXjRI/AAAAAAAAD8E/sEvDcZfSEvU/s1600/2011-11-22+17.41.31_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsY1CMkPd9Q/TsvNW3oXjRI/AAAAAAAAD8E/sEvDcZfSEvU/s320/2011-11-22+17.41.31_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yuhoo~! My blue Ipod Shuffle engraved with my name on it! My very second last birthday present of the year perhaps. Finally got it! =) Thanks to the one who bought it for me =) The simple design of the box makes it looks so elegant.&amp;nbsp;Never thought of I can get it in a day right after purchased it online. My friend even got shocked when I said I received it. Never doubt on efficiency of Apple again! It makes me so lazy to walk in to Apple Store to buy their products anymore even though it is just less than 1km far from my home sweet home. I should just purchase online and having any weird graving words on my future apple products and I just need to pick it up from my doorsteps. Lalala~ Now I can listen songs with my blue Ipod Shuffle XD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1581966215419486292?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1581966215419486292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1581966215419486292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1581966215419486292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1581966215419486292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/11/deliver-in-1-day-time.html' title='deliver in 1 day time'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2gW0vjb5Hk/TsvObDg6W7I/AAAAAAAAD8c/DesQ67Ab4hQ/s72-c/336686_10150377825928235_648473234_8364484_815965730_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5276218209863766507</id><published>2011-11-19T03:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T03:23:51.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agree, no</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcs4D9LtLnI/Tsat6IoTf_I/AAAAAAAAD74/SS1vd5bAEyI/s1600/Lightbox_1319522478144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcs4D9LtLnI/Tsat6IoTf_I/AAAAAAAAD74/SS1vd5bAEyI/s320/Lightbox_1319522478144.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One once said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not chasing after brands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought them for quality, not name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agree, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5276218209863766507?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5276218209863766507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5276218209863766507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5276218209863766507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5276218209863766507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/11/agree-no.html' title='Agree, no'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcs4D9LtLnI/Tsat6IoTf_I/AAAAAAAAD74/SS1vd5bAEyI/s72-c/Lightbox_1319522478144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1681310640009919184</id><published>2011-11-07T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:34:15.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malacca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k_Esw9a5t7A/TrbCLZ8G9tI/AAAAAAAAD2U/GEE4FJSo6oc/s1600/307884_2310206307888_1031277313_2528673_1201180394_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k_Esw9a5t7A/TrbCLZ8G9tI/AAAAAAAAD2U/GEE4FJSo6oc/s320/307884_2310206307888_1031277313_2528673_1201180394_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never fail when comes to camwhore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need someone to teach me on DSLR please~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11_Ewn32_ec/TrbCWSiKmYI/AAAAAAAAD2c/mOJni9fj3bE/s1600/388550_2310192467542_1031277313_2528635_355124060_n_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11_Ewn32_ec/TrbCWSiKmYI/AAAAAAAAD2c/mOJni9fj3bE/s320/388550_2310192467542_1031277313_2528635_355124060_n_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Best Thing in Malacca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eat and play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Touch and feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laugh and enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every single moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6tPYXHXTWb8/TrbCaPYaWUI/AAAAAAAAD2k/CYYAEC5JeRM/s1600/321223_2310185467367_1031277313_2528620_1332094744_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6tPYXHXTWb8/TrbCaPYaWUI/AAAAAAAAD2k/CYYAEC5JeRM/s320/321223_2310185467367_1031277313_2528620_1332094744_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Will update on this when I get all the photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna go Malacca 10 times again with different peoples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You'll never regret once you step into Malacca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1681310640009919184?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k_Esw9a5t7A/TrbCLZ8G9tI/AAAAAAAAD2U/GEE4FJSo6oc/s72-c/307884_2310206307888_1031277313_2528673_1201180394_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-8608463806025032483</id><published>2011-11-01T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T17:13:32.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwTjRsvFE4o/Tq-3uzVVzkI/AAAAAAAAD1U/DucU_-DcaeA/s1600/XD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwTjRsvFE4o/Tq-3uzVVzkI/AAAAAAAAD1U/DucU_-DcaeA/s320/XD.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Halloween peeps!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's kinda late for the wish I know I know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But late better than none!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Happy November!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Industrial training presentation tomorrow-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish me luck&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-8608463806025032483?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zwTjRsvFE4o/Tq-3uzVVzkI/AAAAAAAAD1U/DucU_-DcaeA/s72-c/XD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-8859915773528397737</id><published>2011-10-28T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T23:41:09.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzCpiE-ibno/TqrLJdLallI/AAAAAAAAD0w/Cu5rGmvn_W4/s1600/SAM_0622_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzCpiE-ibno/TqrLJdLallI/AAAAAAAAD0w/Cu5rGmvn_W4/s320/SAM_0622_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is always lies cover lies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trick is only how good you're in it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not be proud if you're expert in it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wait till you've lost the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only eyes never lie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mirror reflects the truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-8859915773528397737?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzCpiE-ibno/TqrLJdLallI/AAAAAAAAD0w/Cu5rGmvn_W4/s72-c/SAM_0622_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-4341134191663449690</id><published>2011-10-23T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:39:11.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish  ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gD0A898famg/TqQYfjmPH0I/AAAAAAAAD0U/9I80eRsChqU/s1600/doggie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gD0A898famg/TqQYfjmPH0I/AAAAAAAAD0U/9I80eRsChqU/s320/doggie.jpg" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;我依然珍惜&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;时时刻刻的幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Cherish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;every moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Till my last breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;In.YoU.I.Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-4341134191663449690?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/4341134191663449690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=4341134191663449690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4341134191663449690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4341134191663449690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/10/cherish.html' title='Cherish  ♥'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gD0A898famg/TqQYfjmPH0I/AAAAAAAAD0U/9I80eRsChqU/s72-c/doggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-6280063999191943740</id><published>2011-10-16T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:47:38.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>外婆</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我以为&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;有了几个月心理准备&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;一切都能以平常心对待&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;但原来哭泣的感染力惊人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;悲伤还是会传染&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;丧礼上，子子孙孙还是哭得稀里哗啦&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;外婆，还记得吗？&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我童年几乎每个暑假与您的藤鞭追逐&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;追着追着&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我一天一天的成长，您一天一天的衰老&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;终究您还是离开了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;谢谢您，外婆&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;参与了我二十一个年头&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;也让我拥有过曾经那么凶却又那么疼小孩的一个外婆&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我想念您那“笑会更胖”的道理&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;就因为我是个胖妞,所以不准我一直笑&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我想念您握着粗粗的藤鞭追着我和表弟妹们&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;从楼上到楼下，再从楼下到楼上&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;我想念您泡的早茶&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一桌的茶点迎接我暑假的每个早晨&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;现在都已成过去&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但回忆还是在&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;安息吧，外婆&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;还有从没对你说过的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我想念您，也很爱您&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-998486146535549866</id><published>2011-10-11T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:47:35.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lyYdU4C2JRc/TpRktJdD_1I/AAAAAAAAD0M/fw9ttffc0xk/s1600/289123_10150317219333235_648473234_8052189_835795775_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lyYdU4C2JRc/TpRktJdD_1I/AAAAAAAAD0M/fw9ttffc0xk/s320/289123_10150317219333235_648473234_8052189_835795775_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sony Vaio laptop after Samsung Galaxy SII.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pending- Ipod shuffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You just don't know how much I love YOU!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-998486146535549866?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/998486146535549866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=998486146535549866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;to second photo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't feel like using Window version of Galaxy S2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I prefer it be normal phone mode like photo below.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yWokmxo14D4/ToSSAoS-z2I/AAAAAAAAD0I/q_V6PsfZ5ic/s1600/IMG-20110929-WA0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yWokmxo14D4/ToSSAoS-z2I/AAAAAAAAD0I/q_V6PsfZ5ic/s320/IMG-20110929-WA0002.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-4076850123270590787?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mzSTKRZR3dc/ToSR_zjZQtI/AAAAAAAAD0E/Dp_EJwG8_0o/s72-c/IMG-20110929-WA0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7850023537527954827</id><published>2011-09-26T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:08:28.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't You. I am who I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ABirhLU2b4Y/ToCEFdUFEpI/AAAAAAAAD0A/re4nBAjWqOg/s1600/2011-09-17+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ABirhLU2b4Y/ToCEFdUFEpI/AAAAAAAAD0A/re4nBAjWqOg/s320/2011-09-17+.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I ain't You&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I believe I'm strong enough to go through all these pains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I will, someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remembered, we're meant for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for those scars and wounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It taught me lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am who I am.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-7850023537527954827?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/7850023537527954827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=7850023537527954827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7850023537527954827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7850023537527954827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-aint-you-i-am-who-i-am.html' title='I ain&apos;t You. I am who I am.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ABirhLU2b4Y/ToCEFdUFEpI/AAAAAAAAD0A/re4nBAjWqOg/s72-c/2011-09-17+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3337661079791735170</id><published>2011-09-26T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T01:03:51.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were RICH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cX_f0n3l1I/Tn9Ub9l87FI/AAAAAAAADz8/AczQJ5y-0MM/s1600/2011-09-24+16.57.38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cX_f0n3l1I/Tn9Ub9l87FI/AAAAAAAADz8/AczQJ5y-0MM/s320/2011-09-24+16.57.38.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never say I'm RICH&lt;br /&gt;The one who said it out loud was YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so WHY blame me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I say I HAVE NO MONEY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never want to SHOW OFF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because everything that I owned comes from PARENTS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so WHY say me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not LAN SI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything and everything that I spent on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not come in EASY WAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so WHY cant I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;deserve what I have now instead of having nothing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still working while others started to have fun in their DREAMLAND at nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have no WEEKENDS to spend off with FRIENDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so WHY cant I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;get something that I want once in a while?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent my own saving on clothes while I can just ask from MUM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your conditions are just way much better than MINE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so WHY cant YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just shut up on your " I AM RICH AND LAN SI THEORY" ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I never tell others I owned a Toyota Vios other than those I fetched before because I don't feel like telling peoples around &lt;i&gt;Hey, I owned a Vios, YOU KNOW, VIOS!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I do not spend on brands even though I enjoy see-ing brands around when shopping. MANGO, GUESS, GUCCI,COACH, TIFFANY &amp;amp; CO... &amp;nbsp;I see, I don't buy, because I have not enough money. I envy, I can't buy, because those aren't what I suppose to spend on now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you defined me as RICH with a FOSSIL watch, a Toyota Vios car and Samsung Galaxy SII phone, why DONT you defined me as POOR with a RM10 shirt, RM 6 pants, RM 10 slippers?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I might have owned things that you wish to have, YET did you know, it has been how many years I have NO family trips? How hard to get a family together for a DINNER? How many words that I can talk to PARENTS in a week? How many HOURS I get to sleep in a day?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm just a normal person who wish to have a family trip at least one every year, wish to have dinner with family every nights, talk to parents as much as I can, sleep at least 12 hours per day.. Sadly, how many knows how hard for me to achieve all these?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What I get from YOU was just "&lt;i&gt;Yaya, you rich.. I'm not as rich as you.. Stop telling others you poor or else people will say you Lan C I tell you" &lt;/i&gt;How sarcastic...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3337661079791735170?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3337661079791735170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3337661079791735170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3337661079791735170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3337661079791735170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/09/if-i-were-rich.html' title='If I were RICH'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cX_f0n3l1I/Tn9Ub9l87FI/AAAAAAAADz8/AczQJ5y-0MM/s72-c/2011-09-24+16.57.38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7141749050590114693</id><published>2011-09-16T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T00:56:42.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zI0NfIF086Y/TnIsni8vR0I/AAAAAAAADz0/GeJyb1C8GBg/s1600/dsc00004_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zI0NfIF086Y/TnIsni8vR0I/AAAAAAAADz0/GeJyb1C8GBg/s320/dsc00004_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My very first birthday pressie&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MiQF7wUM-uo/TnIssQXrDhI/AAAAAAAADz4/D3PHRuEgCWo/s1600/s2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MiQF7wUM-uo/TnIssQXrDhI/AAAAAAAADz4/D3PHRuEgCWo/s320/s2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 21st Birthday to me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gonna off to Johor and Singapore in few hours time!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Malaysia Day &amp;amp; Happy Holiday Malaysians&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;=P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-7141749050590114693?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/7141749050590114693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=7141749050590114693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7141749050590114693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7141749050590114693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-21st-birthday.html' title='Happy 21st Birthday'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zI0NfIF086Y/TnIsni8vR0I/AAAAAAAADz0/GeJyb1C8GBg/s72-c/dsc00004_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3516039459334103379</id><published>2011-09-15T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T00:25:59.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not a hint, I can straight tell you what I like.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr5poiX0z3c/TnDT4e01c0I/AAAAAAAADzw/rVP5ySIyIJY/s1600/314020_10150274270816680_545431679_8105482_403372_n_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr5poiX0z3c/TnDT4e01c0I/AAAAAAAADzw/rVP5ySIyIJY/s320/314020_10150274270816680_545431679_8105482_403372_n_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not a hint, I can straight tell you what I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;24 hours more I'm turning into 21&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Birthday wish for this year : I wish to have at least12 hours sleep every single day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not celebrating my birthday in Malaysia this year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish everything goes well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3516039459334103379?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3516039459334103379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3516039459334103379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3516039459334103379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3516039459334103379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-not-hint-i-can-straight-tell-you.html' title='It&apos;s not a hint, I can straight tell you what I like.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr5poiX0z3c/TnDT4e01c0I/AAAAAAAADzw/rVP5ySIyIJY/s72-c/314020_10150274270816680_545431679_8105482_403372_n_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1677746444516927189</id><published>2011-09-04T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T15:34:07.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>累</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tpDwncKD28s/TmMnTTxoc0I/AAAAAAAADzo/YFkWdcPmRrs/s1600/15072011797_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tpDwncKD28s/TmMnTTxoc0I/AAAAAAAADzo/YFkWdcPmRrs/s320/15072011797_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我很累 很累&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;很想痛哭一场&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;一直徘徊在崩溃边缘&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;太多不愉快的事&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;无法从中走出来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;一直一直 陷下去&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;神啊 救救我吧！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1677746444516927189?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1677746444516927189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1677746444516927189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1677746444516927189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1677746444516927189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='累'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tpDwncKD28s/TmMnTTxoc0I/AAAAAAAADzo/YFkWdcPmRrs/s72-c/15072011797_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7816452164283216336</id><published>2011-07-06T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T23:19:06.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGfqw1-nY4w/ThR8tYkTWoI/AAAAAAAADvc/R1F7TZpX4PM/s1600/269435_10150159818284567_634729566_6012683_5778268_n_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGfqw1-nY4w/ThR8tYkTWoI/AAAAAAAADvc/R1F7TZpX4PM/s320/269435_10150159818284567_634729566_6012683_5778268_n_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's July~&lt;br /&gt;I'm having hard time.&lt;br /&gt;Will be back soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-7816452164283216336?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/7816452164283216336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=7816452164283216336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7816452164283216336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7816452164283216336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-july.html' title='It&apos;s July'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGfqw1-nY4w/ThR8tYkTWoI/AAAAAAAADvc/R1F7TZpX4PM/s72-c/269435_10150159818284567_634729566_6012683_5778268_n_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7597816499000918225</id><published>2011-05-27T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T16:25:41.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>外婆</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1Dnxs0w15c/Td874sjfnKI/AAAAAAAADvU/zu8K5dZWGz8/s1600/DSC03597_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1Dnxs0w15c/Td874sjfnKI/AAAAAAAADvU/zu8K5dZWGz8/s320/DSC03597_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天， 外婆握着妈妈的手，哭了。&lt;br /&gt;这是第一次，自从外公去世后，我看见外婆第一次哭。原来，人老了害怕的不是死亡，而是舍不得孩子。 外婆放不下她那八个子女。虽然，外婆已经不能再言语，但一直比手划脚叮咛阿姨舅舅不能争吵，要好好的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讽刺的是，往往我们发现一个人即将在我们生命中消失的时候， 才会懂得她/他的好。&lt;br /&gt;小时候，总喜欢到外婆家度假，虽然只是个小小的乡下， 没什么消遣的地方， 但就是喜欢。外婆很凶，总喜欢拿着那粗粗的藤鞭凶我们这些顽皮小鬼 。这是我小时候对外婆的印象，不太喜欢。凶归凶哦，外婆每天很早就起床准备早点给我们，泡茶给我们喝。哈哈。妈妈说：“外婆快不在了你才知道外婆好哦？” &amp;nbsp;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剩下多少时间， 没人知道。&lt;br /&gt;时间一分一秒地流失，我很害怕接听外婆家打来的电话。&lt;br /&gt;虽然有了心理准备。&lt;br /&gt;=(　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-7597816499000918225?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/7597816499000918225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=7597816499000918225' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7597816499000918225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7597816499000918225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_27.html' title='外婆'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1Dnxs0w15c/Td874sjfnKI/AAAAAAAADvU/zu8K5dZWGz8/s72-c/DSC03597_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-9064776461057120062</id><published>2011-05-12T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:50:57.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>33 followers, who really reads?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f-SVBPDvBI4/TcrDGUk_aOI/AAAAAAAADvI/KtkoDQjGcxM/s1600/Photo2317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f-SVBPDvBI4/TcrDGUk_aOI/AAAAAAAADvI/KtkoDQjGcxM/s320/Photo2317.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;33 followers, who really reads?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 followers, who really reads? The power of blogging, a man with a mask can be unmasked under his words. Words contain feelings, if you realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across a blog of a friend of mine. I feel something from his words. Disappointments, hopelessness, sadness... He is in a bottomless hole and has no way out of that. He trapped, he struggled. His words undressed him from who the one I know and face each of everyday we get to meet in university. I approached him, and we had &amp;nbsp;a short conversation. The first time we talk in this way, a same person with different characters than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, humans are way too easy beaten up by the imperfections in our life. Imperfections of life make us real, stay us awake from fantastic fairy tales, limitless expectations, unrestrained imaginations or illusions. &amp;nbsp;Loves, friendships, academics, works, surroundings, are way too powerful to control our minds, emoness, and feelings. Things that we see, we face, we deal in our daily life, may be fake, in fact, illusions. Ego will always make someone unreal. Smiles used to cover tears, characters used to cover weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have expectations from someone, especially the one we really care and close with, and he/she failed to do so, it freaks us out, no doubt. " The more our expectations, we will become paranoid. Let it lose for a while, and do not hog him/her too much also." he says. He is right, expectation kills. Perhaps let it lose for a while is a good solution, we will feel much better. Time, changes someone to no-one, makes no-one to someone to us. Someone may enters our life with surprise and happiness, leave us with silence and no reason later on.How I wish, I could just leave and walk away sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm out of my mind- =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" They hate you because you are winning" he says. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-9064776461057120062?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/9064776461057120062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=9064776461057120062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/9064776461057120062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/9064776461057120062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/05/33-followers-who-really-reads.html' title='33 followers, who really reads?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f-SVBPDvBI4/TcrDGUk_aOI/AAAAAAAADvI/KtkoDQjGcxM/s72-c/Photo2317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-2505584096958388508</id><published>2011-04-25T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T22:56:51.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 mins break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0aoFS4PMa4/TbWFtUbvBoI/AAAAAAAADvA/QK95WOoFvDQ/s1600/photo2314_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0aoFS4PMa4/TbWFtUbvBoI/AAAAAAAADvA/QK95WOoFvDQ/s320/photo2314_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;10 minutes break before I redo my revision. Can't stand myself for study 3 out of 13 chapters and know nothing. What I know was only stress up myself with those words and formulas.I have no way out from stresses! T.T I have to restudy everything, couldn't stand of my stupidity. I need someone smart to be my guidance, major in Chemical Engineering, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I phoned someone and asked for 1 chapter 1 movie, so that I can have 13 movies during my semester break. *&lt;i&gt;evil laughs*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;LoL. He says "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;5 chapters 1 movie&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;". As long as I finish 5 chapters, I can have a movie! Plus another movie if I get A for the subject which I think impossible due to I can't even understand chapter 1! Hmph, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Particle Technology I emo YoU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! I don't even care whether the &lt;i&gt;5 chapters 1 movie&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;were real or not, at least it brighten my day. I just need some cheers and jokes to stay me out from stresses. I'm so happy yet sad for my stupidity. Cheer me up please.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My yellow particle technology textbook is almost split into two. Bad quality, original some more.Dear yellow textbook, I doubt about your originality. I gummed you back with UHU gum, so you please be a good book! I promise will not throw you everywhere but put you on rack after this Thursday. Be here for me now, okay? I need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I love my friends. They never fail to cheer me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*&lt;i&gt;wipe my tears&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Off to study table with oranges, Horlicks and books!&amp;nbsp;&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/9222309990469777250-2505584096958388508?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/2505584096958388508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=2505584096958388508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2505584096958388508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2505584096958388508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/04/10-mins-break.html' title='10 mins break'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d0aoFS4PMa4/TbWFtUbvBoI/AAAAAAAADvA/QK95WOoFvDQ/s72-c/photo2314_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-8161536287536086057</id><published>2011-04-25T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T03:48:40.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grVjXRg22sg/TbR1uS1xu0I/AAAAAAAADu8/a898qjNB6yc/s1600/dsc00044_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grVjXRg22sg/TbR1uS1xu0I/AAAAAAAADu8/a898qjNB6yc/s320/dsc00044_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is in a mess. Final gonna starts this coming Thursday and I haven't prepare for the first paper. It always turn me down when I flipping the damn-thick-yellowish textbook or I should compare it with the &lt;i&gt;Yellow Pages book&lt;/i&gt;. Words and formulas, words and formulas, they don't seem like wanna be friends to me. Is it because I'm not pretty enough? =S&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I had a MSN conversation with Mr.Pig few days back. &lt;s&gt;Duh, we MSN everyday. &lt;/s&gt; This is the first time I talk to him in such a different way, not those&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;joking-hahaha-daily&lt;/i&gt; conversations.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I remember I told him, " &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I thought we're from similar background, you can understand me more while others don't, but it seems I'm wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;."&amp;nbsp;Sometimes, I do really think will peoples communicate better when comes to someone who has the similar background? Somehow, it might be wrong sometimes. Noone understand you other than yourself. That's why when problems occur, people will tends to say "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;You don't understand and you will never understand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.". We had a little talks on recent happening between us, which makes me kinda relieve after the talk as I do not have to keep everything quietly and go mad like having automatism. =.=. I do hope he listens even though I feel he listened half and forget the other half. It just my feelings somehow. &lt;i&gt;LoL.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;其实自恋的人很聪明，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;因为爱上自己永远不会受伤. A quote from one of the Facebook notes. Meaningful though.&amp;nbsp;&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/9222309990469777250-8161536287536086057?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/8161536287536086057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=8161536287536086057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8161536287536086057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8161536287536086057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/04/april.html' title='April'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grVjXRg22sg/TbR1uS1xu0I/AAAAAAAADu8/a898qjNB6yc/s72-c/dsc00044_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5994512239434869055</id><published>2011-04-17T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T02:41:28.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><title type='text'>undescribable days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-difzp3ud6hw/TandiRowGxI/AAAAAAAADu4/YABHT9M7rEo/s1600/Photo2300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-difzp3ud6hw/TandiRowGxI/AAAAAAAADu4/YABHT9M7rEo/s320/Photo2300.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Element Night 4.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;Events + Tests + Assignments = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Crazy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;My days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;: Event&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Test&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Assignment&amp;gt;&amp;gt;Revision&amp;gt;&amp;gt;sleep at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;Or maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;Wake Up&amp;gt;&amp;gt; School&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Event Rehearsal&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Assignment&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Revision&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Sleep at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;repeating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;awake by alarm clock each of everyday ---&amp;gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt; --&amp;gt; Annual General Meeting (AGM)~ Free foods &amp;amp; drinks provided&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;Finished tests for this semester --&amp;gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;lt;-- Last 2 assignments to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Final Exam &amp;lt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Waiting List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt; --&amp;gt; (28th April 2011)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5994512239434869055?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5994512239434869055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5994512239434869055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5994512239434869055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5994512239434869055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/04/undescribable-days.html' title='undescribable days'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-difzp3ud6hw/TandiRowGxI/AAAAAAAADu4/YABHT9M7rEo/s72-c/Photo2300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-549508535921982479</id><published>2011-04-13T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T13:57:24.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Suppose To Be My Day! How much hates, how many blames?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family: 宋体;"&gt;你不是圣人，不要只想满足每个人，因为不可能&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad day. Throughout the semester yet not related to&amp;nbsp;academic&amp;nbsp;issues. I nearly shouted at someone in KLCC. I'm super mad on this issue that keep on happening like endless recycles. You can't always try to satisfy everyone in your life. Even God can't make it, unless you're&amp;nbsp;truly expert in dealing this. Too bad I feel you are not the one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I have been silenced for whole semester long doesn't mean I do not have any temper. You should know there is always a limit for everything, including&amp;nbsp;tolerance. Day by days, month by months, I silence, I say nothing, and you don't even bother about it at all. If you say you promised others because of their face expression on how madly are them on your broken promises, then I don't know I should be happy or sad that I never shown you any madly,&amp;nbsp;angrily&amp;nbsp;face expressions toward you until today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;I know, don't be like a baby grabbing hopes for everything. Promises can be break anytime anywhere as long as one side wants, it break. Do not say others never try to understand your feeling while you never put yourself on other's shoes. Every time I mad on you, you will only say "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Why you never&amp;nbsp;try to considerate about my situation, never put yourself in my shoe, never try to understand how tiring you are&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;. Who try to put themselves in my shoes then? Do you? Don't ask people did they care about your feeling while you don't even bother about others.&amp;nbsp;If I never try to be considerate, you would not have those times that I given to you to finish up your assignments and rests and at last you went out with others and blaming me in return later on. I don’t deserve it. You deserve the anger from everyone. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;Don’t always think of satisfy both sides, with a happy ending. Impossible! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;How can you rejected the date you’re supposed to out with others to go out with me and rejected the date that you’re supposed to out with me and end up with others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? How silly? And asked me “&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Why I can’t go for both sides? Both got sweets not good enough? I can’t understand why girl’s minds are so complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;”&lt;/i&gt;. Hey, if you think the scenario above providing any “sweets” to both sides?&amp;nbsp; Better if you reject everyone and stay home for dramas or your what so called assignments that drowning you 24/7. If I know earlier you have rejected them I would not go with u at all. What for creating those unnecessary “&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;hates&lt;/i&gt;” between both parties? Do not blame me for your act and said you promised them because of me and tell me that “&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;You know lar, their tempers…&lt;/span&gt; “&lt;/i&gt;ask me to try to understand your situation. I don’t see they have any wrong on angry you after all. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;Girl’s minds are not complicated. You can’t judge on something based on outcomes. Noone know what consequences &amp;nbsp;make an outcome. People will only know that outcome pissed them off. It is like you promised go with me and I don’t even know you rejected others for the same thing earlier. Of course, the other party pissed off by this. An outcome I got was “ &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;You go with me and others hate me and I don’t even know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;”&lt;/i&gt; until you told me so. I getting blame for nothing. Same goes to you go with others, I hate them and they won’t even know why.You can even say if you were them you would angry too and why can't you learn from it but not blaming on both parties?&amp;nbsp;They won't know your each outings with them come from your what so called tiredness and busyness and beg to go out on other day from me. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps you are the one seeing thing with a little too simple mindset.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;Anyway, it has come to an end and I don't want to mention about this anymore. I learned not to hide any expressions, feelings or tempers toward something that I am not happy with, not silence but voice out so that You Will Know It based on your "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;You know lar... their tempers...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;. I should blame them? Or I should blame you? Your friends have no wrong after all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-549508535921982479?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/549508535921982479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=549508535921982479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/549508535921982479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/549508535921982479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-is-suppose-to-be-my-day-how-much.html' title='It Is Suppose To Be My Day! How much hates, how many blames?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1222327711665688645</id><published>2011-04-06T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:58:49.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love myself =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OR8X94ZRAwM/TZx_I6eUwFI/AAAAAAAADuw/70fnduRfmrk/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OR8X94ZRAwM/TZx_I6eUwFI/AAAAAAAADuw/70fnduRfmrk/s320/2.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EgbbQejdyxM/TZx_JoIcGkI/AAAAAAAADu0/0XgZCNkGUww/s1600/75838_459547083234_648473234_5555841_7548265_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EgbbQejdyxM/TZx_JoIcGkI/AAAAAAAADu0/0XgZCNkGUww/s320/75838_459547083234_648473234_5555841_7548265_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A PAST IS A PAST!&lt;br /&gt;=P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm just a little too bored doing revisions..&lt;br /&gt;=.=~&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck for my tests!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lalala~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1222327711665688645?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1222327711665688645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1222327711665688645' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1222327711665688645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1222327711665688645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-myself.html' title='I love myself =)'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OR8X94ZRAwM/TZx_I6eUwFI/AAAAAAAADuw/70fnduRfmrk/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7372107620548882680</id><published>2011-03-21T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T01:08:15.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>How to make things better?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TFcsGhTwQb8/TYYusInAa0I/AAAAAAAADus/FFqvV7HEVds/s1600/189995_1808787373877_1065748401_2030497_3227_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TFcsGhTwQb8/TYYusInAa0I/AAAAAAAADus/FFqvV7HEVds/s320/189995_1808787373877_1065748401_2030497_3227_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's another week again. Day after day, week after week, I still in first-week-of-school-mood. It's Week 10! Left a month more to the end of this semester. Little update before I head to dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why myself get into tears so easily lately. The mood like fluctuating all the times and I can't even control it. =( People even asked&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;why you so easy cry one?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;. Lately, it really just lately. I'm the kind of &lt;i&gt;hardly&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;burst into tears person. It's just so not me when links me with tears. Dealing real hard with all those uncertainties and unhappiness. Has been a long time since my last smile&amp;nbsp;truly, I don't know how to find those &lt;i&gt;lost&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;which I had lost, those happiness that I once owned it all. All i have now were fears, direction-less, unhappiness and I have no way out of any of it. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to make things better?&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is only Hi, Night and Bye left between us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-7372107620548882680?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/7372107620548882680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=7372107620548882680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7372107620548882680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7372107620548882680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-to-make-things-better.html' title='How to make things better?'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TFcsGhTwQb8/TYYusInAa0I/AAAAAAAADus/FFqvV7HEVds/s72-c/189995_1808787373877_1065748401_2030497_3227_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-9112369729529545756</id><published>2011-03-17T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T22:53:15.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><title type='text'>recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ec06r1tBcD8/TYIUZhdIv9I/AAAAAAAADuo/zCK6oVxDiys/s1600/ustar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ec06r1tBcD8/TYIUZhdIv9I/AAAAAAAADuo/zCK6oVxDiys/s320/ustar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyaya~ Assignments, events and tests drive me crazy.....&lt;br /&gt;My&amp;nbsp;roommate&amp;nbsp;participated Ustar singing competition last week and she got CHAMPION! Congratz ya Babe~ I have warned her for NOT LETTING HER STEP INTO THE HOUSE if she didn't win champion. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;" You're not going to change the lock already, right?" was what she first asked me once she got champion... *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just get to know &lt;b&gt;Engineering Analysis&lt;/b&gt; test 1 marks in today's lecture. =p Mr.Pig still as mad as always, full marks for the paper. "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hate that!&lt;/b&gt;" haha&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Please, let me win him ONCE so that I can &lt;i&gt;CHUAN&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;him for at least one time... *evil laugh*&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Particle Technology&lt;/b&gt; midterm test was a disaster. &lt;i&gt;LOL&lt;/i&gt;. At least for both of us. It's like another Fluid Mechanic 2 midterm test. I wonder will I pass this paper. 50-50, if I'm LuckY enough... =P May God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chemical Process Control Analysis Instrumental&lt;/b&gt; midterm test coming up!-blank-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finally I have time to breath before next assignment! My&amp;nbsp;group-mate&amp;nbsp;are still dealing with the assignment page limit issue. Assignment after assignment is like tsunami. 5 more assignments coming up! T.T&amp;nbsp;I'm now chilling at Downtown Sri Rampai while others are chasing by those killing assignments! =P &amp;nbsp;Mr.Pig is jealous! &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. He might already fainted at home for reading thousand or million words articles! All the best ya everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to sing GiGi's songs. So so so so so so so hard~ YaFu said I'm not putting effort in singing. Lolx. Sad. Singing is much terrible than study now for me.... How to make myself not that nervous when sing?? Omg, save me please someone!!!!!! Haih~ *tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the Guess bag and Fossil purse!&lt;br /&gt;*Aimed*&lt;br /&gt;Save money save money save money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Too much on Sushi King, Nando's, steamboats, Ai Mian Zi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-9112369729529545756?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/9112369729529545756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=9112369729529545756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/9112369729529545756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/9112369729529545756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/03/recently.html' title='recently'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ec06r1tBcD8/TYIUZhdIv9I/AAAAAAAADuo/zCK6oVxDiys/s72-c/ustar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-4909744731085289121</id><published>2011-03-16T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T03:07:38.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>能不能</title><content type='html'>很累很累 却逼着自己不睡觉 今晚的我 很想哭&lt;br /&gt;哭累了 哭过了 就好了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天的考试　乱七八糟　一塌糊涂　没眼看　&lt;br /&gt;明天的歌唱　五音不全　准备不全　想撞墙　&lt;br /&gt;书　越读越笨　歌　越唱越差　惨了　完了　没药救　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能不能　就给我一天的时间休息　给我一天的时间做自己想做的&lt;br /&gt;我很累　想逛街　想看电影　想旅行　想疯了&lt;br /&gt;我不贪心　一天就够了　让我疯一天　再回到现实世界　好吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-4909744731085289121?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/4909744731085289121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=4909744731085289121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4909744731085289121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4909744731085289121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='能不能'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3053375745213741632</id><published>2011-03-10T18:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T18:03:06.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GkcNWhTcXlc/TXic7pULC8I/AAAAAAAADuk/5m9qYXlpXeA/s1600/starbucks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GkcNWhTcXlc/TXic7pULC8I/AAAAAAAADuk/5m9qYXlpXeA/s320/starbucks.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone fall asleep at KL Central Starbucks while waiting for me to finish my 4 hours classes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is just way to wonderful when peoples are willing to wait for us for hours without any complaints.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the movie I'm Number Four at KLCC TGV. Some scenes are so so so funny! Especially when the monsters are fighthing in the toilet! *&lt;i&gt;faint*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;That scene gave me some Harry Porter feels anyway. Is it I'm the only one feel so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next movie- Beastly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at KLCC Sushi King. I wonder why KLCC Sushi King always serves &lt;i&gt;not-so-tasty &lt;/i&gt;sushis and the outlooks are TERRIBLE. I will not step into it if the Sakae Sushi didn't closed down. Why can't they make the sushi looks nicer and tastier? Next time I should just walk to Pavilion Sakae Sushi to have my lunch! At least their sushis are nicer and services are much more better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm in LovE with Starbucks and M&amp;amp;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3053375745213741632?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3053375745213741632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3053375745213741632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3053375745213741632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3053375745213741632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/03/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GkcNWhTcXlc/TXic7pULC8I/AAAAAAAADuk/5m9qYXlpXeA/s72-c/starbucks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-8069953298001194357</id><published>2011-03-07T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T01:53:35.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><title type='text'>a week</title><content type='html'>Hey bloggie, here I'm back. Used to hide myself here and express everything that bothering me all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended my very very first vocal class! So happy and worry at the same time. I feel I'm a slow learner compared to others. Chest voice, chest voice! &amp;nbsp;T.T And I thought Ya Fu was scary at the first place but his friendliness changed my mindset after that. The moment he asked everyone to sing still &lt;b&gt;SCARY&lt;/b&gt; to me anyway. =P One more day to my vocal class again. I'm not prepare for my songs yet. =( May god bless me. Thanks for let me have a chance to learn how to sing. And I love the quote " &lt;i&gt;There is no such thing as don't know how to sing. When you know how to talk, you will eventually know how to sing!&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Pig don't talks to me due to my what so called "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLAMENESS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" according to him. Great, I still feel I doing the right thing. Okay, you can continue angry, put on fire on me because "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BU GUAN WO DE SHI&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;". I learnt it from you anyway!&amp;nbsp;I thought you know me well, yet we still ended with&amp;nbsp;arguments&amp;nbsp;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car is coming today! A brand new white Toyota Vios. =) I'm a little bit regret with the colour I chosen. Nevermind, it still look so class anyway. Just I have to send it to CAR SNOWWASH every week. ^^ It has been 3 years I never drive, in the other word, right after I got my license.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;haha&lt;/i&gt;. So, I'm a dangerous driver! Beware when see me driving pass by any of you ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must get my X-ray scan done before I start my internship! It has been years I dragged. =( Pray for the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming weeks, killing weeks!&lt;br /&gt;Smile!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-8069953298001194357?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/8069953298001194357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=8069953298001194357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8069953298001194357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8069953298001194357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/03/week.html' title='a week'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7653023646494339413</id><published>2011-02-23T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T17:15:36.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y36LdFm1dPU/TWTNQJd5VaI/AAAAAAAADuc/0xgN7cV0yl0/s1600/P2201219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y36LdFm1dPU/TWTNQJd5VaI/AAAAAAAADuc/0xgN7cV0yl0/s320/P2201219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576807915894429090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@Nichii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's Wednesday!It's Nick's birthday! CL G3 big boss has been waiting this for so long. He looked so down when get to know we're attending charity concert instead of his big day party. LOL! Happy 21st Birthday ya Nick! Big boy d don't be naughty anymore. =P  Heading to PJ in the evening. ^^   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My day going pretty well, chatted happily with someone invisible after so long, get a post for another event that gonna drown myself into busy-ness, and not forgetting answering tonnes of questions from senior who saying himself was EMO-ing throughout the whole night. @.@ Then, I left my assignment behind again. T.T Done with event's proposal and budget. *HAPPY* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I still can't get my internship position until today. =( I'm seeking  for Chemical Engineering internship which gonna start from 1st June 2011-15 October 2011. It's 5 months long. Is anyone wanna hire me?? Prefer PJ, Shah Alam or Klang area.  *please please please*  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&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/9222309990469777250-7653023646494339413?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/7653023646494339413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=7653023646494339413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7653023646494339413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7653023646494339413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/02/wed.html' title='WED'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y36LdFm1dPU/TWTNQJd5VaI/AAAAAAAADuc/0xgN7cV0yl0/s72-c/P2201219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-2445595612054697859</id><published>2011-02-21T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T01:11:49.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8OZ40ze-5k/TWFI7Wya4SI/AAAAAAAADuU/PStbrBol69A/s1600/183612_10150156056687009_732727008_8279528_6306579_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8OZ40ze-5k/TWFI7Wya4SI/AAAAAAAADuU/PStbrBol69A/s320/183612_10150156056687009_732727008_8279528_6306579_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575817998227923234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@ Starbucks Aeon Bukit Tinggi with Melody Poo =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had a great day with the prettie Melody. We lunched at Vivo, shopped, talked, tea-timed at Starbucks. Java Chips Frappuccino, my all time favourite. XD The young rich woman in Starbucks today has NO MANNER AT ALL. Owned LV bag, belt and purse doesn't mean anything okay? =S I wonder why peoples always judge a person based on OUTLOOK. Realistic! A great evening I spent with Melody. A day that I totally ignored my assignments! T.T  Looking forward for the next outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;♥, Remember to =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-2445595612054697859?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/2445595612054697859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=2445595612054697859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2445595612054697859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2445595612054697859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/02/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u8OZ40ze-5k/TWFI7Wya4SI/AAAAAAAADuU/PStbrBol69A/s72-c/183612_10150156056687009_732727008_8279528_6306579_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-8705366624464360533</id><published>2011-02-15T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:08:44.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>KTM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tf8uPJGeLVI/TVoKuZAwrCI/AAAAAAAADuM/XP7ISmP-EeI/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tf8uPJGeLVI/TVoKuZAwrCI/AAAAAAAADuM/XP7ISmP-EeI/s320/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573779280928746530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@University's cafeteria =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Happy Belated Valentine's Day peoples! Celebrated Valentine with setting up Chess Club booth for the upcoming event in university. =P And I'm so blur on why am I asking my friends " &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What is today's date ?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/i&gt; when I was writing a receipt for recruitment. So my friend replied with " &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dai Gah Jie, today 14/2, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VALENTINE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, nobody give u flowers?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/i&gt; Lolx! Okay, I don't want to open receipt anymore. =.= *&lt;i&gt;jokes*  &lt;/i&gt;Thanks to them who helped setting up the booth!! You guys are way too awesome! *&lt;i&gt;appreciate*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; font-style: italic; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;One thing that I always mad about was KTM. Who said it gonna be 10-15minutes a train during peak hours? Why peoples still waited for 30-40 minutes for a train to come? Why always the Pelabuhan Klang's lane have the least train to comes among others? Klang, Shah Alam and Subang have lesser peoples stay? The problem get worsen when peoples still cannot get into train even after 2 trains gone off due to overloaded. The crowd tend to push among each other once the next train reached. They don't even care will you fall into the TRACK as long as they get into the TRAIN. If I still have to take train for the coming semester, I for sure cry till blind! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have so many things on my To-Do-List and so many dates!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-8705366624464360533?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/8705366624464360533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=8705366624464360533' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8705366624464360533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8705366624464360533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/02/ktm.html' title='KTM'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tf8uPJGeLVI/TVoKuZAwrCI/AAAAAAAADuM/XP7ISmP-EeI/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3477822789464163058</id><published>2011-02-12T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T01:45:49.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don't like to have class on Saturday. Very Very very dislike it. Not to mention I missed my movie due to my lecturer ended the class half an hour late. Now I have nobody to watch that movie with me! *&lt;i&gt;pity* &lt;/i&gt;How hard to find someone for a movie when everyone start busy on assignments next week. I WANNA WATCH &lt;b&gt;NEW SHAOLIN&lt;/b&gt;! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, I get to catched up with another movie,&lt;i&gt; I Love Hong Kong&lt;/i&gt; with Mr.&lt;b&gt;Pig&lt;/b&gt; after our long-extended-class at KLCC. &lt;i&gt;I Love Hong Kong&lt;/i&gt; is so so so hilarious! Much much more better compared to &lt;i&gt;All Well Ends Well, Great Day,&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Home Coming&lt;/i&gt;! We laughed from the beginning till the end of the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We  stepped into Tiffany &amp;amp; Co.  to hunt for my ring before and after our movie.  Ta-Da. This is the ring I'm looking for. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-twNjr5KhbJw/TVax3sB536I/AAAAAAAADuE/NkjELGpPs_0/s1600/ring1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-twNjr5KhbJw/TVax3sB536I/AAAAAAAADuE/NkjELGpPs_0/s320/ring1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572837159187636130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, 'Bitstream Vera Sans'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paloma Picasso® Modern Heart ring in sterling silver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, 'Bitstream Vera Sans'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We waited so long just to get someone to serve us. And too bad, we get told that they do not have the full collection for this design. I think this ring is sold out in KLCC outlet. =( Unless I make reservation and they order and ship for me from US. I can't make the decision to reserve one for myself unless I see the real design with my own eyes. It gonna cost me US$175 and I'm worry the risk of getting skin sensitive again if wearing silver. &lt;i&gt;Ha&lt;/i&gt;~ Now I should just forget about my ring! T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Finally I have some time to really surf the net and update myself other than keep on Facebook every single day. And, I'm not done with my Moral assignment YET! I'm &lt;i&gt;suppose &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;have &lt;/i&gt;to finish it by Sunday, which means TODAY. Came across peoples blogs, reminded me of some incidents. As peoples today write most of their feelings on net, I tend to have some weird feelings when came across to their blogs even though they are just no-one and anonymous to me. It's like the old memories suddenly come back in one short when read some similar incidents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have to put my outings aside from now on till all assignments and midterms over.  A tough semester to go. &lt;i&gt;Hmph!&lt;/i&gt; I want to chill at Genting Starbucks, I want to have little chat with buddies at night in Klang, I want to get myself some stuffs, etc.etc. Say Hi to tensions and say Bye to bed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3477822789464163058?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3477822789464163058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3477822789464163058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3477822789464163058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3477822789464163058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/02/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-twNjr5KhbJw/TVax3sB536I/AAAAAAAADuE/NkjELGpPs_0/s72-c/ring1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1987867363479952415</id><published>2011-02-10T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T00:32:24.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th day of CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1nVuYRnA4g/TVQCJMwK6UI/AAAAAAAADt0/-FCTX---dLM/s1600/164039_483523693234_648473234_5966241_2014950_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1nVuYRnA4g/TVQCJMwK6UI/AAAAAAAADt0/-FCTX---dLM/s320/164039_483523693234_648473234_5966241_2014950_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572080996029491522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's kinda sad that you always take my words as jokes like you never care. No matter it's a real serious matter or plain joke, you always take it all as jokes. I'm tired of keep on count on hopes yet getting disappointments in return. I almost lost my trust in you, it's fading it's losing. I don't know how should I trust you, how should I take things for granted anymore. =S &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It has been a year my little poodle, MiMi passed away. It's like yesterday, how time flies. It's so sarcastic when watching the video of poodle being abused on youtube makes me feel like peoples are abusing their poodle like throwing a toy to release their madness while i don't even have a chance to take care of my own poodle anymore.  =(   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's 9th day of Chinese New Year, every Hokkien peoples are celebrating, praying and playing firecrackers! Klang is booming by those firecrackers once the clock strikes at 12am. *&lt;i&gt;likes&lt;/i&gt;* At least there is one day of new year that makes me feels like CHINESE NEW YEAR!! Why CNY this year not so CNY? I'm glad that I made the decision travel back to Klang to &lt;i&gt;bai Tian Gong&lt;/i&gt; instead of staying at hostel facing the wall even though I need to wake up freaking early in the morning to school the next day!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Firecrackers are just too awesome! Hey peoples, please play firecrackers for the whole night k? I wanna get into sleep with those firecracker's sound. Brilliant awesome! &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;APPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don't wanna attend classes tomorrow! Why can't government just declare the 9th day of Chinese New Year as a public holiday too? Pity us Hokkien people who need to celebrate at the middle of the night and need to kick ourself out of blanket early in the morning to work or school. T.T  I want holidays! More holidays~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Mr.Pig, I wanna go shoppings and movies badly! Too many midterms, quizzes and assignments.. BREATHLESS! God save me ar~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1987867363479952415?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1987867363479952415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1987867363479952415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1987867363479952415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1987867363479952415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/02/9th-day-of-cny.html' title='9th day of CNY'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1nVuYRnA4g/TVQCJMwK6UI/AAAAAAAADt0/-FCTX---dLM/s72-c/164039_483523693234_648473234_5966241_2014950_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1315221903961939275</id><published>2011-01-21T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T01:03:26.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TThjbKy0HDI/AAAAAAAADtg/FANOn6rbk-I/s1600/langkawi%2B-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TThjbKy0HDI/AAAAAAAADtg/FANOn6rbk-I/s320/langkawi%2B-2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564306658021350450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@ Pantai Cenang, Pulau Langkawi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hi peeps. Here I come again after a decade long missing in action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Insomnia haunts me like no tomorrow again. Every single of the nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;University reopen last Monday. Another tough semester to go. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't like Chinese New Year songs. Those songs might just boom my head off. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nicole is gonna show me important dates for this semester. Week 10 - no play play.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till then. I will update more soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing.To.Blog.&lt;br /&gt;I should hug a book and sleep now but I just cant.&lt;br /&gt;Any way to cure my insomnia? =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1315221903961939275?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1315221903961939275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1315221903961939275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1315221903961939275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1315221903961939275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/01/insomnia.html' title='insomnia'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TThjbKy0HDI/AAAAAAAADtg/FANOn6rbk-I/s72-c/langkawi%2B-2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-6462219067372679675</id><published>2011-01-02T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T02:26:25.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TR9a18-Fc4I/AAAAAAAADtI/M3iCEAbknVU/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TR9a18-Fc4I/AAAAAAAADtI/M3iCEAbknVU/s320/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557260348144579458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy BELATED New Year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;How was your new year? Had fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I welcomed new year with another bunch of crazy gang that I met some of them on street, in cafe, in school and university. Fate brought us to know each other in different of ways with only one reason. Brighten our life with laughters and peoples! =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I celebrated countdown at Biz Cafe last year,which located next to Station One and this year I moved to Station One and celebrated with one of Biz Cafe ex-staff. X) Perhaps next year I will countdown at the cafe opposite to Station One cafe and the gang enlarge with Station One Cafe's staff joining me? haha * &lt;i&gt;Evil laughs&lt;/i&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so many things to say yet i'm not really know how to express it like I "destroyed" my own laptop on the first day of new year. What a great job I have done?! *cries* My new year wish, A BRAND NEW LAPTOP. *&lt;i&gt;thank you&lt;/i&gt;!* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm struggling to or not to close this blog. I feel like closing it because it have some problems with the font colours and I don't know what to do with it. T.T I feel like changing the blog address but i dunno should I or not. I need helps and ideas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm blessed I went through 2010 smoothly with a little bit of ups and downs *&lt;i&gt;unavoidable&lt;/i&gt;* and I'm glad it's over! I meet with new peoples and learnt new things every single day. Thanks to those who brought me ups and downs, thanks to those who stayed by my side when I need you guys and thanks for everything for the happenings that make me realised and see thing by another angle and learn from it. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A brand new year, a good year ahead. I should get myself some book since my laptop is officially sick. =) Too many dreams to be achieve in the coming 364 days! Good luck, my 21st year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys, all the best in everything ya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-6462219067372679675?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/6462219067372679675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=6462219067372679675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/6462219067372679675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/6462219067372679675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TR9a18-Fc4I/AAAAAAAADtI/M3iCEAbknVU/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5141088676853192300</id><published>2010-12-31T04:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T05:19:52.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Eve</title><content type='html'>It's new year eve, last day of 2010! And our prime minister declared today as public holiday just because of Malaysia team won a football match. =.= The sudden public holiday that working people loves but not those who have planned for an usual day and it just got messed up because of this. It's kinda weird we get a public holiday for this victory, at least it is weird enough for me. =S &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Facebook is flooded by numbers between 1 to 5000 lately. Everyone is so in love with the number trends which represent secret between two and not forgetting Confession Time with confessing something that you always wanted to tell somebody. When you got your number on other status, read and enjoy what they feel about you. It's a nice way to expressing feeling towards someone through numbers. I got some touches, silly and lame replies, how about you??  So my number, 723! Say something! =)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New year eve always come up with new year resolutions. How much you have achieved this year,what you have gone through this year and what you want to achieve in the coming year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I lose some weight and I gained back some of course. *mad* It's kinda hard for a girl to keep an eye on their weight especially a girl like me who likes to eat yummy delicious food. *haha* Those fats that I gained during Penang and Langkawi trips, BYE BYE~ XD *evil laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year resolution --&gt; 5kg more! No more unhealthy diet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I still did badly in my academics. Sometimes, it makes me feel so tired that when we work hard for something and yet we get nothing as return. It just pissed me off. I'm so glad my friends who always by my side helping me by giving me what they able to during exam periods. Scanning past year solutions, staying up whole night long for the papers, memorize and memorize with me like robots, etc. etc. =) Always editing my lousy assignment works till they vomited infinite cc of bloods, always explain and explained when I'm lost middle of the way of no where but studies. Just, results is still something that bothering me. =(&lt;br /&gt;Next year resolution --&gt; A good year ahead, CGPA please behave yourself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I went through lots of ups and downs. I met some friends, some friends left me. Honestly, it's kinda hard for me to get easy going with everyone. Unsecure always presents between human I believe. You can't say I don't trust friends. Trust and do not trust does have a distance. It just how far you set the trustworthy between you and someone. Maybe I set it to far to everyone. Maybe I'm just afraid of being getting hurt for one more time. =( I don't talk to others about my problems because I always think it doesn't help anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Next year resolution --&gt; Treat friends better! Problems are still problems, I keep for myself! No worries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I went Malacca and Genting Highland twice, Port Dickson, Pulau Langkawi and Pulau Penang once. I'm grateful enough even though I just travel around within country. Every states do have their own beauty and uniques I believe! Each travels I gained unforgettable memories with unique peoples!&lt;br /&gt;Next year resolution --&gt; Sabah, Taiwan, Singapore. If I got the money! L.O.L &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, everything seem smooth in family. Everyone is healthy and happy, peaceful and grateful. A good year ahead, keep healthy and wealthy ya! I spend much lesser time with family compared with friends. Only managed to get back to home during weekends due to studies, gonna have intern in the coming year. I have HOMESICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year resolution --&gt; Be a good girl, stay home more, treasure the times with family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how I gonna end this post while I have so many more to say yet I'm in the way to dreamland. It's 5 in the morning! I should save the words till I wake up. =)&lt;br /&gt;2010, YOU won't be missed. I have so much feeling towards YOU and I will keep in heart every single things that happened between YOU and me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Holiday on 31st Dec still seem weird for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5141088676853192300?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5141088676853192300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5141088676853192300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5141088676853192300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5141088676853192300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/12/eve.html' title='Eve'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5559088420952239126</id><published>2010-12-25T18:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T23:46:35.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>些</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TRXULgOuXkI/AAAAAAAADs8/UVhsXQCAG_w/s1600/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TRXULgOuXkI/AAAAAAAADs8/UVhsXQCAG_w/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554579009526718018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;有些东西&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;很在意  不能说&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;很想要 得不到&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;很努力  到不了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;有些时候&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;忘了是谁  抹去你的笑容  带来黑暗 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;忘了有谁   一直呆在你的身边  一秒也不曾离开&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;忘了为谁 坚强努力不放弃  结果总差那一点 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;某些人&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;当你最痛苦的时刻 陪你走过 你忘了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;当你最难过的时刻 陪你哭泣  你想起了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;当你最快乐的时刻  陪你分享 你笑了&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;某些城市风景&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;你到过  留下  到离开 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;你记得 放下 到忘记&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;你快乐  伤心  到麻木 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5559088420952239126?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5559088420952239126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5559088420952239126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5559088420952239126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5559088420952239126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='些'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TRXULgOuXkI/AAAAAAAADs8/UVhsXQCAG_w/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7740143130789580137</id><published>2010-12-20T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T09:40:38.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>short update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TQ6zkxwLnaI/AAAAAAAADss/nboRkfqrIM0/s1600/penang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TQ6zkxwLnaI/AAAAAAAADss/nboRkfqrIM0/s320/penang.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552572835006487970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Hi, I'm having my semester break for a month!&lt;br /&gt;I'm just back from Penang and gonna fly to Langkawi in 4 hours time!&lt;br /&gt;=) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Nicole! Have a sweet 20th! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss u much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Update u guys soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-7740143130789580137?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/7740143130789580137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=7740143130789580137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7740143130789580137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7740143130789580137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/12/short-update.html' title='short update'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TQ6zkxwLnaI/AAAAAAAADss/nboRkfqrIM0/s72-c/penang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5347997705395657829</id><published>2010-12-09T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T15:33:19.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>DEC schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TQCD_6yO-oI/AAAAAAAADsk/dfP-Lhan_hw/s1600/JR1177_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TQCD_6yO-oI/AAAAAAAADsk/dfP-Lhan_hw/s320/JR1177_main.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548579875055401602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;i&gt;mad love&lt;/i&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;December schedule:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dec 11 - Bioprocess Engineering paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dec 14 - Chemical Reaction Engineering 1 paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* END OF THE SEMESTER! &lt;i&gt;muackz!!!! * &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Dec 15-17- Penang trip with coursemate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Dec 20-22 - Langkawi trip with the two best-ies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Dec 25 - brother's birthday.. Mostly I'm going out with FRIENDS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Dec 31 - countdown with secondary schoolmates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* END OF YEAR 2010!!!!!! I'm 21 next year~~~~~ lalalalala * &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Love Holidays! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm broke~ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5347997705395657829?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5347997705395657829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5347997705395657829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5347997705395657829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5347997705395657829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/12/dec-schedule.html' title='DEC schedule'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TQCD_6yO-oI/AAAAAAAADsk/dfP-Lhan_hw/s72-c/JR1177_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3232998214423768926</id><published>2010-12-07T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:39:33.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>little shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TP3FgyZ_Q-I/AAAAAAAADsU/ExPr6tkGxvo/s1600/1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TP3FgyZ_Q-I/AAAAAAAADsU/ExPr6tkGxvo/s320/1112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547807483067581410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*cropped Missy out of the photo* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 more days to finals and I still hanging out with best-ies yesterday. Okay &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt;, guiltiness did killed but I'm happy. It has been &lt;i&gt;a century&lt;/i&gt; we never hang out together as 3 for some shop since our last shopping sessions. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shopped for 6 hours which is long enough for me to finish 1chapter of Chemical Reaction Engineering 1. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;. I'm super duper excited to shop very first time with my &lt;i&gt;kinda tall&lt;/i&gt; heels. XD A lesson learnt, never wear heels if I gonna shop more than 4 hours. X.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TP3FgpKlD2I/AAAAAAAADsM/-C63y3WNTOA/s1600/DSC03659_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TP3FgpKlD2I/AAAAAAAADsM/-C63y3WNTOA/s320/DSC03659_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547807480587030370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought this at last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From Kitschen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RM69.90 before 10% discount.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TP3FgAc6cRI/AAAAAAAADsE/W9mO2Ab5OHs/s1600/DSC03656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TP3FgAc6cRI/AAAAAAAADsE/W9mO2Ab5OHs/s320/DSC03656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547807469658075410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super duper cute crab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From Kitschen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rm39.90 before 10% discount&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TP3Ffg6M7KI/AAAAAAAADr8/X-UBoUfe82I/s1600/DSC03664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TP3Ffg6M7KI/AAAAAAAADr8/X-UBoUfe82I/s320/DSC03664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547807461190986914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A necklace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From Forever 21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RM15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Feel like buying down whole shopping center. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And at last I decided not to buy Iphone4 but Fossil watch! XD&lt;br /&gt;Bought 1 for dad and 1 for myself....... &lt;i&gt;muahahaha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love ya besties! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wait till I free from exams then we shop again!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3232998214423768926?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3232998214423768926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3232998214423768926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3232998214423768926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3232998214423768926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/12/little-shop.html' title='little shop'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TP3FgyZ_Q-I/AAAAAAAADsU/ExPr6tkGxvo/s72-c/1112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-4108234794333557249</id><published>2010-12-06T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:35:14.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, I hate food poisoning. I slept for whole 2 days long after I didn't get to sleep for the first day. Porridge, porridge and still porridge for every meals. o.O Evil mum and siblings laugh at me for not to get to eat my favourite dishes and drinks! &lt;i&gt;You guys wait, I believe in karma.* Evil laughs* &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my final exam is so so so so so near and yet I'm just  to get to start now. I'm far behind than others. =( I should just shut down everything and hit myself to books. *&lt;i&gt;cries* &lt;/i&gt;Why Malaysia education system likes to evaluate students by giving them tests and exams as much as they can? *&lt;i&gt;hate hate hate*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting Iphone 4, yet I started to considering am I really should get myself an Iphone 4. =S My friends just lost her Blackberry, two friends just got lost their beloved Blackberry in a month. Cries and depressed. =( I started to worry will I be 1 of them someday? As I'm careless and never appreciate phone type girl. *&lt;i&gt;haih haih haih* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Dad's birthday is near! Siblings and me gonna get him a new watch and mum gonna buy him a cake! Can't wait for it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna finish this post fast so that I can start my studies after lunch. Have been advised not to online this often to catch up my revisions! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxdbGlojhI/AAAAAAAADrk/5hCSpuc8lMs/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxdbGlojhI/AAAAAAAADrk/5hCSpuc8lMs/s320/12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547411561219919378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Mr.Pig's birthday last Friday. We went Sunway Pyramid last Wednesday right after Bioprocess test 2. &lt;s&gt;Test 2 was kinda shitty done, I can only hope for the best now.&lt;/s&gt; It's like finally we're there since I nagged and annoyed for so long. It doesn't seems like his birthday celebration after all as we just went the places I want to go, I wish to go and we didn't talk much due to our sleepless nights. =S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxdaWkFb-I/AAAAAAAADrc/QR1hpOJ0bFE/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxdaWkFb-I/AAAAAAAADrc/QR1hpOJ0bFE/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547411548328521698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ole-Ole Bali&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for dinner. Nice environment and yummy delicious food. Food are served in big portion and tasty. Affordable prices too~ XD Gonna pay some visits when I get to go there again for sure. =) Highly recommended for everyone and you will not regret for sure. XD Shopped and got ourself some clothes after dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want that Roxy bag, RM250. =S And I had forgotten about my SEED bag.&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Mr.Pig, please get me my SEED bag&lt;/b&gt;.* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home 12am sharp. o.O *exhausted*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxdZ8sfAcI/AAAAAAAADrU/XS-HDj0dmFU/s1600/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxdZ8sfAcI/AAAAAAAADrU/XS-HDj0dmFU/s320/26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547411541384430018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went out again on the second day and this time with Claire and Xiao Zhu for sing K and Shabu-Shabu. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;. I must be live in jungle for never went to Shabu-Shabu. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxdZYP9avI/AAAAAAAADrM/J7ncqmpnTQU/s1600/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxdZYP9avI/AAAAAAAADrM/J7ncqmpnTQU/s320/23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547411531601111794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr.Pig and me.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We look weird in this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxcpSSVXhI/AAAAAAAADrE/u8bIKCexDaI/s1600/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxcpSSVXhI/AAAAAAAADrE/u8bIKCexDaI/s320/25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547410705366736402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Mr.Pig's buddy, my new friend,&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Zhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mad love this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;muahaha&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;XP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxcpMW07sI/AAAAAAAADq8/GRoIaKuZM3k/s1600/29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxcpMW07sI/AAAAAAAADq8/GRoIaKuZM3k/s320/29.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547410703774969538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The prettie with angelic voice,&lt;br /&gt;Claire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxcok25oFI/AAAAAAAADqs/Gf1TKjTkYz8/s1600/43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxcok25oFI/AAAAAAAADqs/Gf1TKjTkYz8/s320/43.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547410693172076626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last year Christmas decorations are way too nicer compared to this year. I wonder why. And my friends said maybe they put lesser effort on it as we're one year nearer to the end of the world. *&lt;i&gt;lol* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxcoLp7x7I/AAAAAAAADqk/f86n3z8FhJc/s1600/51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxcoLp7x7I/AAAAAAAADqk/f86n3z8FhJc/s320/51.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547410686406805426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the group photos that we managed to get before we left to Shabu-Shabu for dinner. Thanks Mr.Pig for the meal! XD XD XD XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I wished him 1 day late. =S At least I'm the first one who wished him &lt;i&gt;Happy Belated Birthday&lt;/i&gt;. Count as early too? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Off to lunch!&lt;br /&gt;Wish me mountain lucks for my finals! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;=) =) =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-4108234794333557249?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/4108234794333557249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=4108234794333557249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4108234794333557249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4108234794333557249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/12/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPxdbGlojhI/AAAAAAAADrk/5hCSpuc8lMs/s72-c/12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1654474555861574295</id><published>2010-12-04T04:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T05:02:39.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPlYFSQQAhI/AAAAAAAADp0/zS7NmPOx3As/s1600/DSC03619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPlYFSQQAhI/AAAAAAAADp0/zS7NmPOx3As/s320/DSC03619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546561263906062866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Great, it's almost 5 in the morning and I'm still awake. Thanks to the stomachache. I think I got food poisoning again.=S &lt;i&gt;Argh! &lt;/i&gt;Doctors are the most scary human being in the world other than dentists. Then pain stay me awake for whole night long and I'm not sure what time only I manage to fall asleep. T.T It has been almost a week I slept for 3-4 hours per day. &lt;i&gt;I think I will have kidney failure very very very very soon if I continue like this.&lt;/i&gt; @.@ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Bioprocess Engineering test 2 is finally over and same goes to Degree Year 2 Semester 2! &lt;i&gt;lol! &lt;/i&gt;Left finals to go! A week from now~ XD Wish me luck! Will be back to here very soon~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1654474555861574295?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1654474555861574295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1654474555861574295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1654474555861574295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1654474555861574295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/12/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPlYFSQQAhI/AAAAAAAADp0/zS7NmPOx3As/s72-c/DSC03619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1853874807839438965</id><published>2010-11-27T03:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T04:31:21.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><title type='text'>Port Dickson trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Reading articles at the middle of the night make me yawning non-stop. &lt;i&gt;muahaha&lt;/i&gt;. Slacked for 2 days. =.= Week 6 of studies officially ends. Left a week to go before this semester ends. I'm still in last semester holiday mood. =S Anyway, this semester break our group decided to go Ipoh and Penang for trips. XD XD XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Facebook seems like cartoon's world lately. Everyone changed their profile picture to their childhood heroes/heroins. What's yours and guess what's mine?? =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Here I come to update about my Week 2 trip, which I went a month ago. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;. It has been a long time since I join Sunny and the gang's trips. A year plus perhaps. As we're totally free from classes every Friday and Saturday, we can plan for trips for every Friday to Sunday! What a nice timetable in this semester. The last semester our timetable from 8am to 7pm classes with only 1 hour break in between, 2 days in a week for 14 weeks. *&lt;i&gt;screws&lt;/i&gt;* God finally realized we're over-stressed! My university is more to a non-human treating center~ o.O Back to the trip, let's the photos do the talking. X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPAOAQ4qfVI/AAAAAAAADps/lUtvsLPypfE/s1600/PD-apartment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPAOAQ4qfVI/AAAAAAAADps/lUtvsLPypfE/s320/PD-apartment.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543946538988502354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11 of us joined this trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed in this apartment for 2 days 1 night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Forgotten what's name! x.x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Kenneth's dad we got it for a cheaper price! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A superb nice apartment I can say.&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable and nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANupv_AUI/AAAAAAAADpk/l7sIw0CNzhw/s1600/PD-camwhore%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANupv_AUI/AAAAAAAADpk/l7sIw0CNzhw/s320/PD-camwhore%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543946236425339202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What girls like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Camwhore-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* There is a huge mirror in the living room*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;i&gt;loves* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANusTMwlI/AAAAAAAADpc/r_TWOczHoJg/s1600/PD-b4%2Bbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANusTMwlI/AAAAAAAADpc/r_TWOczHoJg/s320/PD-b4%2Bbeach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543946237109912146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What guys like! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Mahjong-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They brought everything to trips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Everything u can play and eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mahjong, oven, foods, mattress, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You just need to pack yourself and bring along your money! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&gt;=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANuMCYANI/AAAAAAAADpU/sfLsPI7WMJA/s1600/PD-beach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANuMCYANI/AAAAAAAADpU/sfLsPI7WMJA/s320/PD-beach1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543946228449411282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Evening beach time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PD beach is way much better than Malacca one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least there is lesser rubbish along the seaside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean MUCH lesser. Unlike Malacca's, EVERYWHERE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANt1KBk1I/AAAAAAAADpM/U721o8hCLl4/s1600/PD-beach0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANt1KBk1I/AAAAAAAADpM/U721o8hCLl4/s320/PD-beach0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543946222307480402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They walked like gangster, played like crazies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone is pulled and pushed into the sea by the guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANtuyI3yI/AAAAAAAADpE/wTKHHUOwAyE/s1600/PD-beach3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANtuyI3yI/AAAAAAAADpE/wTKHHUOwAyE/s320/PD-beach3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543946220596682530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We never realized it was just a day after Tsunami hits Indonesia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until I got a sms from Mr.Pig that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANY46D5jI/AAAAAAAADo8/pf4MiIgsNi0/s1600/PD-castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANY46D5jI/AAAAAAAADo8/pf4MiIgsNi0/s320/PD-castle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543945862537012786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sand castle building time!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're typical over-stressed engineering students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking how to apply Material Science and Engineering Material knowledges while building the sand castle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How many sands mix with water can be solidified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;X.x&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANYVdAZrI/AAAAAAAADo0/-9ui8U43bJE/s1600/Pd-swim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANYVdAZrI/AAAAAAAADo0/-9ui8U43bJE/s320/Pd-swim.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543945853019907762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swim swim~ Swimming time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Captain ball game is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;My team WON!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danced Chicken Little in the pool refreshed my National Service memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the dance we always had during our National Service classes and games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=) =) =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANX36NrxI/AAAAAAAADos/o5j3fhdnm94/s1600/PD-dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANX36NrxI/AAAAAAAADos/o5j3fhdnm94/s320/PD-dinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543945845089349394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steamboat for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super yummy delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Thumbs up*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ate 3 rounds. 3 rounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANXonetZI/AAAAAAAADok/Whgb5wewKiU/s1600/PD-fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANXonetZI/AAAAAAAADok/Whgb5wewKiU/s320/PD-fav.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543945840984241554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had some walk in the resort's garden after dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I super like the pathway to the Spa place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lights, the designs, the decorations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANXbG43VI/AAAAAAAADoc/5xe_KBl8mE8/s1600/PD-group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANXbG43VI/AAAAAAAADoc/5xe_KBl8mE8/s320/PD-group.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543945837357882706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some group photos we managed to get in the garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* &lt;i&gt;mad love*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Engineering students are great poser, okay?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANBkkXlzI/AAAAAAAADoU/j1kihkgDIwc/s1600/PD-game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANBkkXlzI/AAAAAAAADoU/j1kihkgDIwc/s320/PD-game.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543945461940328242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Games in the middle of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictionay, Gesture and Twister! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't think Pictionary is easy until you try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gesture seems easier for them but not me. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went into sleep when they play Twister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laughter and laughter I heard when I was on my way to dreamland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great games. Good laughters~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANBEo6GVI/AAAAAAAADoM/4zzfkCLQ0vA/s1600/PD-morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANBEo6GVI/AAAAAAAADoM/4zzfkCLQ0vA/s320/PD-morning.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543945453369432402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seaside walk in the second morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I missed it.&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth asked me to continue sleep before he is out for walks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Issh!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANApgz8JI/AAAAAAAADoE/E6KswYX2DhI/s1600/PD-morning2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANApgz8JI/AAAAAAAADoE/E6KswYX2DhI/s320/PD-morning2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543945446087717010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some creatures they found along the seaside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The little crabby is cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANAEswi1I/AAAAAAAADn8/UIWTcr4lmD0/s1600/PD-breakfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPANAEswi1I/AAAAAAAADn8/UIWTcr4lmD0/s320/PD-breakfast.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543945436205714258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I keep on putting food into my mouth since they start preparing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hot dogs, bread with cheese, bread with eggs, hams, nuggets... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPAM_4Z_VdI/AAAAAAAADn0/yP3L-I01_QM/s1600/DSC06017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPAM_4Z_VdI/AAAAAAAADn0/yP3L-I01_QM/s320/DSC06017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543945432905766354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My masterpiece during beach time on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;Enlarge the photo to see what's the words on the Yellow shirt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip ends with swim and lunch before we left Port Dickson in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great trips with great peoples! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Time to back to my articles!&lt;br /&gt;4.30am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s : I hate Mr.Pig! =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1853874807839438965?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1853874807839438965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1853874807839438965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1853874807839438965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1853874807839438965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/11/port-dickson-trip.html' title='Port Dickson trip'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TPAOAQ4qfVI/AAAAAAAADps/lUtvsLPypfE/s72-c/PD-apartment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3220742122946593097</id><published>2010-11-22T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T03:35:25.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Memories aren't sweet sometimes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TOlw90mPrWI/AAAAAAAADlM/ExVtdf4-0Ng/s1600/DSC03524_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TOlw90mPrWI/AAAAAAAADlM/ExVtdf4-0Ng/s400/DSC03524_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542085023849491810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to forget the past sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;When you thought you had put it down and yet you found that you're actually still holding on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let it go&lt;/i&gt;- I always persuade myself.&lt;br /&gt;It reduces the pain but not heals the wound.&lt;br /&gt;Memories aren't sweet sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It hurts, it makes us tears, it makes us weak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It tends to make me emotional for some time, and affected peoples around me all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall forget and smile perhaps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Be Strong- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TOlw9j3UELI/AAAAAAAADlE/JE4943Mj1Ek/s1600/PD-morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TOlw9j3UELI/AAAAAAAADlE/JE4943Mj1Ek/s400/PD-morning.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542085019357679794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Morning at Port Dickson- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should update on this soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delayed for a month.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Chemical Reaction Engineering midterm test- Coming Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Bioprocess Engineering test 2 - Next Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 more assignment to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 more weeks before Degree Year 2 Semester 2 ends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You won't be missed.&lt;br /&gt;^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3220742122946593097?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3220742122946593097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3220742122946593097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3220742122946593097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3220742122946593097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/11/memories-arent-sweet-sometimes.html' title='Memories aren&apos;t sweet sometimes.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TOlw90mPrWI/AAAAAAAADlM/ExVtdf4-0Ng/s72-c/DSC03524_%25E5%2589%25AF%25E6%259C%25AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7790706351623167831</id><published>2010-11-19T10:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:53:11.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TOXdKW-HEDI/AAAAAAAADk8/8tAWzI7J3ek/s1600/me11_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TOXdKW-HEDI/AAAAAAAADk8/8tAWzI7J3ek/s400/me11_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541078086583783474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yuhoo~ I'm back. =) Had some bad bad bad bad days lately. Good stuff turned bad and bads turn good. Equally balanced, fair and square. =S &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt; It's Nov 19th! An ordinary day, I just count-downing the date I getting my Iphone 4. &lt;i&gt;hahahaha!&lt;/i&gt;  *ignore me please* &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so &lt;i&gt;Oh-My-God&lt;/i&gt; when some friends posted " &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 more weeks before this semester ends!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;". It's like this semester passing as light speed. I'm still living in last semester break mode, school is like reopen for only couple weeks (5 weeks) and it gonna end again, in 2 weeks time. * &lt;i&gt;mixing feelings&lt;/i&gt;* I still occupied myself with &lt;i&gt;eat-play-shopping-dates&lt;/i&gt;! Slap me please. &lt;i&gt;LoL&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muet paper finished on last Saturday. Muet is monster! &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. I seem posting this a week late but who cares?! XD  The writing part make me feel so o.O. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Opinion on arrange marriage, which means a husband or wife is under parents or elder decision, not less than 350 words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; GG-ed &lt;i&gt;har?&lt;/i&gt; Overall papers were not too bad. Glad that it's over. =) Is anyone knows when will Muet results release? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I slacked a lot this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;A brand new first day for week 5 of this semester. Straight head to school once I reach Setapak. And everyone is warned-joked me not to eat bah kut teh so that I won't missed my train again like last two weeks. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;. Evil friends laughed me...... Bluek! &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dated Hui Jie's gang. Few of them shown up and we had an awesome night that night. Pokers, talks, jokes and etc. Missy slept for 6 hours nap and she missed the gathering. o.O And I got to eat my favourite black pepper grilled chicken chop with my ice lychee with rose tea. &lt;i&gt;muahahaha&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was a holiday- (HAJI). The worst day of the week so far. The undecidable test date makes my schedules undecidable too. It turned me down, way more emotional than PMS. *.* I hate when come to fixed and arranged plans or schedules nicely and unwanted things just came and messed all up.  Glad all finally came to a final one, finally. At least daddy brighten my day with crabs! Again, high calories &amp;amp; cholesterol food. =.= I even get myself a Love Cornetto Black Forest Ice-cream after crabies session. X.x I'm so dead. So hard to keep myself not to add on weight. =S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was so-so okay-okay only. Slacked for whole day not to do anything right after back from class. XD Was combined the PD's photos till I fall asleep and I not done with it yet. =S And it turned up with combine my own display photos instead of PD trip's photos. @.@ &lt;i&gt;wakaka&lt;/i&gt;. Jay's joke super duper lame. *&lt;i&gt;laughs + freezes&lt;/i&gt;* And Mr.Pig send me some songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Introduce you guys one of those nice songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ Sorry that I loved You ♥ by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Anthony Neely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i65YZKM7qeQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i65YZKM7qeQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ I'm so sorry that I hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I fell through&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I was fallin in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry that it came true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;but sorry doesn't turn back time &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ Sorry i was falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;So sorry that i loved you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that i needed you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that i hold you tight ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday got no class no class! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Wish to have a great weekend! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/9222309990469777250-7790706351623167831?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/7790706351623167831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=7790706351623167831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7790706351623167831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7790706351623167831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/11/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TOXdKW-HEDI/AAAAAAAADk8/8tAWzI7J3ek/s72-c/me11_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-8074810316173076252</id><published>2010-11-12T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T23:05:54.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>ordinary day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TN01QfKRkMI/AAAAAAAADk0/KAlQoTCjUrU/s1600/DSC06149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TN01QfKRkMI/AAAAAAAADk0/KAlQoTCjUrU/s320/DSC06149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538641674094350530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is not a really good day. At first, it was raining in the morning. I took train from Klang way to KL just for 2 hours test. X.x I'm freezed in train, tried hard to memorize those theories for the test later. At the end I almost fall asleep in train. Lolx. And the taxi driver droves me to college instead of my university! My god. I wore a super slippery slipper and I walked like a grandma along the pathway to my university. Almost slipped on stairs. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I finished my very first test for this semester today. Bioprocess Engineering test 1! Nothing to happy with, faced those notes with million billion trillion words make me emotional. It's a paper that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr.Pig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; hates me much, I myself hate myself too. Those careless mistakes make me feel like bang my head toward the wall as hard as I can. =.= Hope it wasn't as bad as what I thought. R.I.P ya test 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So ya, I went to Sushi King to have lunch again. Second time in a week! *&lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt;* Well, KLCC Sushi King is the worst compared to other branches. I wonder why, the food quality is just not good enough as other branch. I only at 2 plates of sushi. =S &lt;b&gt;Mr.Pig&lt;/b&gt; who is sick and suppose to only &lt;b&gt;SIT AND&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;WATCH&lt;/b&gt; me eat ate more than me! Aiks~ We left KLCC after that and headed up to another shopping mall for Muet book. @@ We discussed test 1 for whole day long. The more we discussed, the more I got wrong. T.T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life with no test is just way too excellent. I PPS-ed whole evening and napped for an hour. Woke up 8 at night and trying to find someone accompany me for dinner. Dinner alone is pityful. =S I'm not suppose to stay in KL on Friday. =( =( =( &lt;b&gt;Mr.Pig&lt;/b&gt; called for dinner with the tone " &lt;i&gt;Got leng zai accompany you dinner still not good ar? Faster say want or not? Dinner alone very cham..."&lt;/i&gt; . Hahaha. Feels like give him a slap with his self-prasing lengzai-ness. * bluek*  And we discussed about the test earlier again. Have not enough discussion on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finished dinner and the singers in the cafe are not really well-singing-type. X( I miss KTV sessions with friends. Who wants sing who wants sing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ew, I'm so sleepy... I have not revise for tomorrow Muet's paper yet. *cries* I'm so not in study mood ! *yawns* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It just an ordinary day overall. Sunway Pyramid next week. ^^ So lazy to go yet so hyper to shops XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-8074810316173076252?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/8074810316173076252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=8074810316173076252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8074810316173076252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8074810316173076252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/11/ordinary-day.html' title='ordinary day'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TN01QfKRkMI/AAAAAAAADk0/KAlQoTCjUrU/s72-c/DSC06149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-6823644299784721383</id><published>2010-11-10T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T19:51:01.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>Little update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TNqEGkkXHEI/AAAAAAAADks/WHEoEDQOnZQ/s1600/DSC06097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TNqEGkkXHEI/AAAAAAAADks/WHEoEDQOnZQ/s320/DSC06097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537883940235713602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know this blog is kinda dead for a week.&lt;br /&gt;I have a few tests to catch up. =S&lt;br /&gt;I still have no time for Port Dickson trip's post.&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back after Saturday MUET paper.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously don't understand why my university required us to take MUET. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna sit for it with no prepare.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, I just came back from Uniqlo, Low Yat Plaza and Sushi King.&lt;br /&gt;Uniqlo is kinda not my style, I can't see any nice clothes there. =.= (only my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a new headphone at Low Yat Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;Had my lunch at Sushi King! I like Sushi King November's promotion- Salmon!&lt;br /&gt;Want go again want go again.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to back to lecture notes!&lt;br /&gt;Bioprocess Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;Microorganism is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking nervous and tension for it.&lt;br /&gt;Pig put more tense on me by saying he wanna get FULL MARKS again this time.&lt;br /&gt;I so hate him! T.T&lt;br /&gt;He is kinda mad-crazy yet clever&lt;br /&gt;He always makes me feel like I work hard for nothing because he always scored the papers with study for only a single night.&lt;br /&gt;-Sigh- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wish me lucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TNqEGHx4RgI/AAAAAAAADkk/CkHyMcM7iIs/s1600/DSC06099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TNqEGHx4RgI/AAAAAAAADkk/CkHyMcM7iIs/s320/DSC06099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537883932507784706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-6823644299784721383?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/6823644299784721383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=6823644299784721383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/6823644299784721383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/6823644299784721383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-update.html' title='Little update'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TNqEGkkXHEI/AAAAAAAADks/WHEoEDQOnZQ/s72-c/DSC06097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-8595458526348726345</id><published>2010-11-04T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T01:32:51.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>I hate I hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TNGaWYIGDCI/AAAAAAAADkU/lVdpOGK8dXI/s1600/T12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TNGaWYIGDCI/AAAAAAAADkU/lVdpOGK8dXI/s320/T12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535375126239251490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a small update for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe, I'm back from another trip. A study trip this time. Went to Oiltek Sdn. Bhd and MPOB today with coursemate. I have infinite trips to go on this semester. Can die can die. =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturer uploaded latest notes and tutorials damn late. I so hate so hate to stay up middle of the night just to complete the tutorial before attend for it tomorrow afternoon. So hate so hate have to find friends to photocopy the latest notes for me instead of print it myself because my printer wasn't with me now! Troublesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gained weight like I don't care. =s Shall i skip my dinners? Can't accept myself gaining any GRAMS anymore! How hard I lose the fats and how easy I gain it back... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pig fall asleep thus didn't wake me up. =S He says I'm &lt;i&gt;ginna&lt;/i&gt; (kids) for die die want him sit besides me tomorrow. Well, maybe I changed my mind? haha. Chocolates *loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna spams with photos when I get it all by tomorrow! 2 trips! XD&lt;br /&gt;Assignment kills!&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, the &lt;i&gt;Miss Me &lt;/i&gt;sounds weird from &lt;i&gt;U&lt;/i&gt;. *forced*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-8595458526348726345?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/8595458526348726345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=8595458526348726345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8595458526348726345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8595458526348726345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-hate-i-hate.html' title='I hate I hate'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TNGaWYIGDCI/AAAAAAAADkU/lVdpOGK8dXI/s72-c/T12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-8704992135492623531</id><published>2010-11-02T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T00:25:22.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>Shopping is heaven =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TM7lPX7vtGI/AAAAAAAADkM/RlyXZLJMfcU/s1600/DSC03407_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TM7lPX7vtGI/AAAAAAAADkM/RlyXZLJMfcU/s320/DSC03407_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534613044370322530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was suppose to update Port Dickson (PD) trip's post instead of this way-too-random post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Photos still not with me. =( Wait till I'm exhausted already. Photo snapped before PD trip. =) Super like the shirt with the words "&lt;i&gt;You are not my style"&lt;/i&gt;. Got it for only RM13 from Time Square last two weeks. XD XD XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TM7lPQIxxKI/AAAAAAAADkE/_mv15qkK5-w/s1600/DSC00012_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TM7lPQIxxKI/AAAAAAAADkE/_mv15qkK5-w/s320/DSC00012_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534613042277500066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week was not too bad. Other than the &lt;i&gt;leng zai &lt;/i&gt;out for whole week, and I mad at him for nothing. ==&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I went KLCC dinner with Pei Leng, we walked to Pavilion from KLCC and from Pavilion to Sungai Wang for shops.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, as usual. Class. Bored.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, I went KLCC again with Hui Jie, we walked from KLCC to Pavilion just for lunch, and from Pavilion to Sungai Wang to get myself a slipper. Not too bad &lt;i&gt;har&lt;/i&gt;? haha&lt;br /&gt;Friday &amp;amp; Saturday, I spent my days with Sunny's gang in Port Dickson. Enjoyed the windy weather, built a little sand-castle with not much of my help (=P), get pushed by don't know who into sea, etc,etc.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I got to eat my crabs! Crabbies for dinner. Yummy-delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TM7lPHcQhEI/AAAAAAAADj8/Lg1oeUnwoeg/s1600/DSC00015+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TM7lPHcQhEI/AAAAAAAADj8/Lg1oeUnwoeg/s320/DSC00015+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534613039943287874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And today, I'm still in hometown. =.=. Skipped Monday class and spend day with assignments and PPS. Whole day long I only managed to complete a paragraph of the assignment. Great job! =( =( =(&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy the light to replace my old one and went AEON for some shops after that. XD&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a dress for RM19.90 from Nichii. *loves*&lt;br /&gt;Waiting SALES for another dress from WH, the normal price allows me to buy 9 and a half of the blackie dress above. It's RM189.90 &lt;i&gt;wey&lt;/i&gt;, I can't afford it. LOLx!&lt;br /&gt;Got myself 2 pants. Why I keep on buying pants all the times but it all seem missing in action? =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Year-End-Sales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Time to pack my things and sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Good night world. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-8704992135492623531?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/8704992135492623531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=8704992135492623531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8704992135492623531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8704992135492623531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/11/shopping-is-heaven.html' title='Shopping is heaven =)'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TM7lPX7vtGI/AAAAAAAADkM/RlyXZLJMfcU/s72-c/DSC03407_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1488734263951204939</id><published>2010-10-31T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:55:36.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My all time favourite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TM2BXDRrneI/AAAAAAAADj0/le8uoOVIKTM/s1600/DSC00008_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TM2BXDRrneI/AAAAAAAADj0/le8uoOVIKTM/s320/DSC00008_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534221750124649954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My all time favourite&lt;br /&gt;Dinner of the day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;♥ crab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mum says:&lt;i&gt; I know you want Iphone 4.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I take this as she agreed to buy me one&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance, mum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday got no class no class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not a holiday but it will be now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next update: Port Dickson trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1488734263951204939?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1488734263951204939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1488734263951204939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1488734263951204939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1488734263951204939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-all-time-favourite.html' title='My all time favourite'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TM2BXDRrneI/AAAAAAAADj0/le8uoOVIKTM/s72-c/DSC00008_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1077968505104841704</id><published>2010-10-26T00:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:37:41.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>to myself</title><content type='html'>Telling myself there is no such word as &lt;i&gt;Fairs &lt;/i&gt; in this world. &lt;div&gt;Do not expect people treat me equally as how they treat others.&lt;br /&gt;Because when I think of it to turns fair and square, unfair remains unchanged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telling myself there is no such word as &lt;i&gt;Promises &lt;/i&gt;in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Do not expect peoples hold on what they say.&lt;br /&gt;Because when I wait for it to come trues, I  got hurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telling myself there is something called &lt;i&gt;Tears&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Do not cry in front of people but myself.&lt;br /&gt;Because when I cry out loud with nobody's around, I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telling myself there is something called &lt;i&gt;joys.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not kill the joys but keep it alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because when I putting up a curve on my face, so do others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is in a mess, it turns me down like I will never want to face it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little too emotional to do everything lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world is upside down, so do I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is in a mess. I'm in a mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Be tough girl, be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live with no regrets. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To &lt;i&gt;myself&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1077968505104841704?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1077968505104841704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1077968505104841704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1077968505104841704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1077968505104841704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-myself.html' title='to myself'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-227009066272293745</id><published>2010-10-24T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:18:21.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>little update</title><content type='html'>I can't make my mind whether to follow brother back to KL or taking train tomorrow early morning. =S I will only stick my eyes on the laptop screen, hugging snacks watching those drama. X.x Fattening!&lt;br /&gt;It has been a week since I moved to my new place in KL. Well, the new environment is nice, I like it. Much more clean and cold compared with the old one. =) The only thing that bothered me was I can't get into sleep every single night. Every single night I stayed there. I wonder why too. God save me please. =( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, school reopened officially a week. Nice to meeting up with course-mates again! Congratz to everyone who managed to proceed to another brand new semester. =) =) =) As usual, always stick myself with Hui Jie and Nicole, both my besties in university. We went for trips, practiced for MUET during semester break, lunch, sing K, dinner, MSN, keep on updating our life almost every single day. This gang is a gift. They make my life full of happiness from time to time, even though tutorials and exams sucks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with &lt;i&gt;leng zai&lt;/i&gt; last Wednesday and got myself few clothes. =) =) Shopping is heaven! Bump into Sushi and her friend there. I didn't notice Sushi were there till Alvon shouted "sushi" and I busying finding Sushi King. @.@ Had our lunch at a Hong Kong style restaurant ( can't recall its name)  opposite to Kenny Rogers at Time Square, not bad. Finally I got to eat some food like really serve for human being. =S I wanna get myself that SEED bag &lt;i&gt;lar haih&lt;/i&gt;. Hope the promotion last for another week. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for the movie " The Child's Eye" with Missy and her boyfriend on Friday night. It's the first time I went movie at MBO. Not really like its sound system. Prefers TGV or GSC one. The only good thing was MBO ticket price is much cheaper compared to TGV and GSC. The movie is not bad. I prefer 3D. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. Lots of movies coming up! &lt;i&gt;Urgh&lt;/i&gt;, need to start date peoples again! X( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just blog-walked to Hui Jie's place. She seems moody. =( She always smiles and cheers in front of us. I know she always worry about her family yet nothing I can do for her. Somemore I always bully her. =S I so bad so bad. Lolx. Cheer up ya babe! U have us. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made my mind. Going back KL tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. =S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-227009066272293745?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/227009066272293745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=227009066272293745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/227009066272293745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/227009066272293745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-update.html' title='little update'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1039898992063192708</id><published>2010-10-17T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T13:38:24.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day with friends'/><title type='text'>Teluk Gong Seafood after Muet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLqAGxLvv3I/AAAAAAAADjk/8qRAG10n68Q/s1600/DSC03336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLqAGxLvv3I/AAAAAAAADjk/8qRAG10n68Q/s320/DSC03336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528872346320879474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MUET speaking test is over!! Left listening, reading and writing part coming November. =)  My god, I'm so nervous and scare when come to speak, especially in English. English is just so not my cup of tea / coffee / whatever drinks you can think of. I did not-too-badly I think. I hope so. I don't know. Nick, Nicole and Hui Jie came over my place to practice few days before the test. I think it's helpful for me!! XD XD And I'm lucky enough to be group with 2 of them. Much more better than group with all four strangers! @.@&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glad it finally over and we girls sticked to our plan since we talked about it during our Malacca trip. So, 6 of us, 3 girls and 3 guys went KLANG for lunch, sing k and dinner. Klang 1 day trip. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after MUET, we all starved and straight headed up to Taman Eng Ann for the famous Asam Laksa. Hui Jie and Amy's all time favourite!!  Zhen Jin said it's okok only. (&lt;i&gt;Ini orang Penang, day day asam laksa @.@&lt;/i&gt; ) Others said it's not bad. Worth to try &lt;i&gt;lar.&lt;/i&gt; =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we headed up to Aeon Bukit Tinggi. Girls went Green Box for sing k while guys went for the movie "The Child's Eye". Nicole has a nice voice! She should sing more. :D So sorry I accidentally skipped one of  her favourite song. =(  Hui Jie keep on in and out for drinks and toilets. Lolx. Sing till energyless throughout the 3 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys said the movie was not bad. I wanna watch &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt;. So hard to find someone accompany me to watch it as they said they &lt;i&gt;pa-pa&lt;/i&gt; (scare) . @.@ I booked Missy for the movie next week anyway. *happy* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scariest part was-- our results released while we going to enjoy our sing-songs session. My god, everyone was so busy checking their results. I was so damn worry for the rest of the day. Guys helped girls checked theirs in cinema, left me the only one refused to let guys check for me even after they asked me for infinite times. I so scare i will burst into tears in front of them as I predicted I might fail 1 subjects. =S Thanks god, I thought I worked so hard for nothing, but my results are better than what I expected, even though not really happy for 2 subjects. I think everyone too.. Nicole and Hui Jie were so gan-jiong-ed for me for whole day long. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our dinner- we went to Teluk Gong, where there are so many famous seafood restaurants. We went Coconut Flower Seafood Restaurant. =D It's famous for its alcohol drinks made from the coconut flower fragrance. We didn't try for it as my friends are mostly non-alcoholic. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLqAGhFxUiI/AAAAAAAADjc/uC5u0hPaT60/s1600/DSC03359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLqAGhFxUiI/AAAAAAAADjc/uC5u0hPaT60/s320/DSC03359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528872342000849442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;i&gt;leng zai&lt;/i&gt; all time favourite. &lt;i&gt;Kam-Hiong-Zuk-Tan&lt;/i&gt;. I feel okok &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how can he finish 2 plates alone @.@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLp_zLbfnxI/AAAAAAAADjU/06rQB8Jj6Pg/s1600/DSC03360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLp_zLbfnxI/AAAAAAAADjU/06rQB8Jj6Pg/s320/DSC03360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528872009768869650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The famous fried taufu. Hui Jie's favourite. I quite like this too. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLp_y-RoWJI/AAAAAAAADjM/8SAzfMZbgM4/s1600/DSC03361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLp_y-RoWJI/AAAAAAAADjM/8SAzfMZbgM4/s320/DSC03361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528872006237837458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coconut prawn.&lt;br /&gt;Not so my type as I'm not a prawn lover. But not bad &lt;i&gt;lar. =p&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLp_yd8fUzI/AAAAAAAADjE/bA0MwIzETEM/s1600/DSC03362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLp_yd8fUzI/AAAAAAAADjE/bA0MwIzETEM/s320/DSC03362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528871997559231282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oyster eggs!! My favourite. &lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; *yummies* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLp_yHbYRRI/AAAAAAAADi8/Xi_rpYmt_ag/s1600/DSC03363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLp_yHbYRRI/AAAAAAAADi8/Xi_rpYmt_ag/s320/DSC03363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528871991514776850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vegetable. Normal taste. Lolx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLp_x1RlNhI/AAAAAAAADi0/UMB4G973bd8/s1600/DSC03364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLp_x1RlNhI/AAAAAAAADi0/UMB4G973bd8/s320/DSC03364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528871986641843730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steamed fish! I like this too. =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The photos took in rush as everyone starved like hungry ghost already. X.x Overall the dishes are not bad &lt;i&gt;lar. &lt;/i&gt;Much bigger portion and cheaper than we can get in Pulau Ketam. Nicole says she not gonna go Pulau Ketam for seafood already. Lolx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still lots of nice place to eat at Klang. Nick and Nicole, come often I bring you guys go Klang Boston for dinner! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Must giam pui when I get back to KL... X.x Gained weight like no-one cares!! My god.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1039898992063192708?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1039898992063192708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1039898992063192708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1039898992063192708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1039898992063192708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/10/teluk-gong-seafood-after-muet.html' title='Teluk Gong Seafood after Muet'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLqAGxLvv3I/AAAAAAAADjk/8qRAG10n68Q/s72-c/DSC03336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-4076130661730925311</id><published>2010-10-16T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T19:22:18.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>STICKY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My god, I'm suffering terrible headache since the moment I woke up this morning till now, even after I ate 2 paracetamol and napped for an hour. The pain seems like gonna stay in my head forever don't wanna leave. &lt;i&gt;sobs. Anyone have any idea that can relief headaches other than keep on taking pills?? The pains are killing me every single seconds, tearing me into parts every single minutes.. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The weather in Malaysia seems getting weirder and weirder. Rains when it doesn't suppose to rain, sunnies when it suppose to rain. =S I guess TNB gonna earn lots this month. The uncle Sun is giving such a nice whether lately until no-one feels like stepping out from house! It seems getting more worse from day to day!! &lt;/span&gt;Hey uncle Sun, can you just let rain comes for a day? I beg you, just a day. I need a little humid weather, not a totally dry weather till I can smell grass and I might expose to sunburn whenever I step out from my place.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I hide myself in air-conditional room and I gonna get some nag from mum when she received the bill next month. X.x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hot Hot Hot!!!!!!! &lt;/i&gt;Freaking hot weather. Sweating while sleeping with air conditional on. Am I staying in desert or what? I think I can survive in desert if I manage to adapt myself in such a hot weather. @.@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of express-my-feelings paragraphs, let's back to some photos! Yupe yupe, U got it right. I went shopping again. This time I went 1Utama instead of Sunway Pyramid and got myself 2 cans of STICKY candy!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLmAJy3qMLI/AAAAAAAADis/EDjN_JHgi4g/s1600/DSC03365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLmAJy3qMLI/AAAAAAAADis/EDjN_JHgi4g/s320/DSC03365.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528590923336396978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sticky is a traditional handmade candy which first introduced in Australia. it have lots of different designs and flavors! I can even request for my own design! *loves*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can get more info by clicking there. &lt;a href="http://www.sticky.com.au/"&gt;STICKY CANDY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so in love with it when I first saw it on a blogger's blog post before Sticky launch in Malaysia. Too bad they only accept large amount of order from overseas. =( &lt;br /&gt;Since after it launched in Malaysia, I always ask my friends who visits 1U often to get me some STICKY. =P It stays my friends and me awake during lecture classes. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLmAJkI-lXI/AAAAAAAADik/-lhCZGECr0c/s1600/DSC03366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLmAJkI-lXI/AAAAAAAADik/-lhCZGECr0c/s320/DSC03366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528590919382504818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favourite - strawberry flavour! Sourly sweet taste.. &lt;i&gt;hehe&lt;/i&gt;.  1 for myself and 1 for the leng zai. lolx. He can finish it all in a day! My god, I wonder will his teeth fell off. X.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear leng zai, can I exchange your brain with this candy? T.T &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spotted a SEED bag, and I'm cashless. =S Gonna start saving and make it mine as soon as possible. I will own one before U! &lt;i&gt;muahaha&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;University gonna reopen coming Monday. I'm officially in Degree Year 2 Semester 2. Wee~ =p&lt;br /&gt;I gonna give U a damn! Let's study hard and play hard at the same time. I gonna have at least a movie session  or a shopping session every week!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you hear me?? o.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-4076130661730925311?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/4076130661730925311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=4076130661730925311' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4076130661730925311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4076130661730925311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/10/sticky.html' title='STICKY'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLmAJy3qMLI/AAAAAAAADis/EDjN_JHgi4g/s72-c/DSC03365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5257010747515952052</id><published>2010-10-15T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T00:05:42.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>FooD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLhr7LO2zQI/AAAAAAAADiU/3mp8GI7Xy7I/s320/DSC03064.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528287206968839426" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went out with bestie during exam period while I was suppose to revise for my next paper last September. Amy and her boyfriend get me my favourite Java Chips Frappuccino and asked me to have a look at the birthday present they got me, not forgetting Missy who can't make it on that day. XD Guess what, they wrapped 20 layers of newspaper on the present! I unwrapped it for half an hour. @.@ They got me a purse! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They gonna wrap 70 layers of newspaper during my 70th birthday! haha * Imagine* laughs~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm blessed with loves and cares!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLhzhapPcgI/AAAAAAAADic/JIitCKUQVvE/s320/DSC03042.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528295560522461698" /&gt;My all time favourite! Crabs!!!! Get to eat superb nice crab in Port Klang area. =) Much more nicer and cheaper than crabs we get in Pulau Ketam. =)&lt;br /&gt;Nagged for months and I finally get to eat during my finals exam period. Why lar why must be during exam period. Super duper long queue as many go for their crabs, we waited for 2 hours just for the crabs to served. Mum waited till blood vessels almost burst and cold-wared with me for 2 days. =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLhr6Q2YXAI/AAAAAAAADiE/Rh7QxtaMmh8/s1600/DSC03038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLhr6Q2YXAI/AAAAAAAADiE/Rh7QxtaMmh8/s320/DSC03038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528287191296924674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favourite since I was a kid. =) Not really sure what it called in English, we called it as &lt;i&gt;Ba-li-dong&lt;/i&gt;. Super duper yummy I can say. I think not every restaurant have it. You might get it in Pulau Ketam, Teluk Gong or Port Klang perhaps. Not so sure at other places. =) Try it out, you will have no regrets! I get to eat this at a restaurant in Port Klang anyway. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLhr5S9U8BI/AAAAAAAADh0/4CGvHFvB9VY/s1600/DSC03045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLhr5S9U8BI/AAAAAAAADh0/4CGvHFvB9VY/s320/DSC03045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528287174683062290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Black Pepper Chicken Chop @ Jeth Cafe. One of my favourite food in Jeth Cafe. It's nicer than the one I get in Panorama @ Ampang Look Out Point. RM9.90. Always drag bestie along to dine in or lunch there when we both miss it. haha. Not all foods are nice there though. =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh fats, please don't come to me. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5257010747515952052?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5257010747515952052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5257010747515952052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5257010747515952052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5257010747515952052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/10/food.html' title='FooD'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLhr7LO2zQI/AAAAAAAADiU/3mp8GI7Xy7I/s72-c/DSC03064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5113745106783217531</id><published>2010-10-11T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T02:12:16.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>10.10- Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;10.10.10, I think I left my left leg at Sunway Pyramid and the right one at Empire Gallery Subang Jaya. Shopping do kills. I salute shopaholic! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day with Hui Jie. Happy, tired, satisfied, enjoyed even though overspent a little. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passed Starbucks for infinity times and I still not getting my Java Chips Frappuccino at last. My loves! I gonna get you soon. lolx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLH0XcF2wSI/AAAAAAAADhs/4WoFbqeehAU/s1600/sweater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLH0XcF2wSI/AAAAAAAADhs/4WoFbqeehAU/s320/sweater.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526466901275230498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spotted a pink sweater in ESPRIT months back and never getting it due to its price and mum always think branded is expensive because of ITS NAME ONLY. Okay &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt;, the pink sweater cost 199.90 MYR and I do not need a 200 bucks sweater. Everytime I pass by it, I look at it and I walk away. =(&lt;div&gt;Till just now, when I spotted a similar one at Gior Dano. =p I bought it for 69 MYR. I prefer getting sweater from Gior Dano as it is comfortable and I can get it in an affordable price. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wise decision I made not to get the yellow one on last storewide clearance for half price. Moreover, yellow only designed for guys! =(&lt;br /&gt;I own both black and pink! * loves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLH0WyRiJGI/AAAAAAAADhk/yKBEUcPGM7Q/s1600/Photo1469_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLH0WyRiJGI/AAAAAAAADhk/yKBEUcPGM7Q/s320/Photo1469_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526466890049922146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm getting this! Next year. @.@ haha. From someone who I used to kick to Africa feed lions or  North Pole hugs those huge, warm polar bear or maybe South Pole stay together with those cute penguins. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says I am a "&lt;i&gt;childish gui&lt;/i&gt;" , living in my own &lt;i&gt;fairy-tales&lt;/i&gt; even I reached 20 and still wanted for a &lt;i&gt;gong zai&lt;/i&gt;.. X.x&lt;br /&gt;Who cares. I like. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks in advance first. *loves* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought another story book. *Extra happy* Yet I got another 2 books to finish up. @.@ Haih, I so wanted to start read the latest one....   Someone states that, semester break should touch no books. Read non-stop for 15 weeks is more than enough. Should let brain take a rest before new semester starts. Lolx. Well, true indeed. =.=''' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5113745106783217531?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5113745106783217531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5113745106783217531' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5113745106783217531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5113745106783217531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/10/1010-shopping.html' title='10.10- Shopping!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLH0XcF2wSI/AAAAAAAADhs/4WoFbqeehAU/s72-c/sweater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5590554474141637366</id><published>2010-10-10T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T03:57:15.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Malacca Oh Malacca =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't get into sleep. I wonder why. =( So here I am, update my second Malacca trip with another gang of friends. Mum described me as -insane- for went Malacca twice in a week. @.@ It's secondary school chess club gang first trip anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCyC3I7YgI/AAAAAAAADg8/xCm66L72wTw/s1600/mlcc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCyC3I7YgI/AAAAAAAADg8/xCm66L72wTw/s320/mlcc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526112505014477314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waking up 6am in semester break is NOT A GOOD THING. Semester break is mean to be sleep late wake up late. =p. Wendy picked me up 7 in the morning, drove through McDonald breakfast nearby my house and headed to Malacca! =) =) =) &lt;div&gt;Super duper in love with the blackie hat. Played with it along the journey. Wendy got it for only &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;RM4 &lt;/span&gt;and I spotted the same one in Malacca for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;RM10&lt;/span&gt;. o.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCyCxrdIoI/AAAAAAAADg0/bj3FZo-QG6o/s1600/Mlc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCyCxrdIoI/AAAAAAAADg0/bj3FZo-QG6o/s320/Mlc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526112503548682882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After meeting up with Khean's friend, Wei Sheong who was a local there to lead us eat and play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spot the blue shirt girl, my driver of the day- the hat's owner, WENDY. =)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCyCiD3i8I/AAAAAAAADgs/cCKw2voa0Xw/s1600/mlc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCyCiD3i8I/AAAAAAAADgs/cCKw2voa0Xw/s320/mlc1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526112499356109762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I so in love with Malacca. Even though the weather might melted me anytime. Unlike Klang which almost rain every single day, uncle Sun seems treat Malacca nicer by giving out not-too-hot sunlight yet enough to cause us sunburn. @.@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suzan who went the day before us keep on reminds me to bring sunblock and umbrella because they got sunburn at Malacca. Lolx. So yea, remember &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SUNBLOCK&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;UMBRELLA &lt;/span&gt;is a must if you're going to visit Malacca. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCyCY6NSeI/AAAAAAAADgk/HGF5I4BUiKo/s1600/mlc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCyCY6NSeI/AAAAAAAADgk/HGF5I4BUiKo/s320/mlc2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526112496899672546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking around the fabulous, incredible, lovable buildings make me feel like stop for a little while to enjoy their own beauty and discover the stories behind each of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu2NWxXNI/AAAAAAAADgc/_vyN8Oyof88/s1600/mlc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu2NWxXNI/AAAAAAAADgc/_vyN8Oyof88/s320/mlc3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108989104938194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fountain in front of Christ Church Melaka. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu2McIiCI/AAAAAAAADgU/fQL1NT7Ch5Q/s1600/mlc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu2McIiCI/AAAAAAAADgU/fQL1NT7Ch5Q/s320/mlc4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108988858992674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photos of 6 of us before we visit the museums. We got student price - RM2 per person for entrance fee of 6 museums. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get to see drainage systems in early ages, some pieces they found in Malacca channel, Malaysian cultures, history of literatures and so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu1lbA20I/AAAAAAAADgM/YOB3sZL-TxY/s1600/layer+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu1lbA20I/AAAAAAAADgM/YOB3sZL-TxY/s320/layer+cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108978385312578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After walked and sweat-ed for hours, we went for the famous layer cakes which located at Dataran Pahlawan. It has so many flavors, such as Mango yogurt, chocolate, tiramisu, green tea, etc. etc. I can't remember all. X.x&lt;br /&gt;Green tea layer cake and Tiramisu layer cake is highly recommended. * Yummies* =) If you like sourly taste, try Mango yogurt flavor.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu1AJo1TI/AAAAAAAADgE/J4lkbqEQXsw/s1600/layer+cake+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu1AJo1TI/AAAAAAAADgE/J4lkbqEQXsw/s320/layer+cake+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108968380323122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiramisu layer cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 big slice for RM8.50.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice services, tasty cakes, comfortable environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Worth though. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu0bf2bGI/AAAAAAAADf8/WCPn95ORgJM/s1600/W+and+me_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu0bf2bGI/AAAAAAAADf8/WCPn95ORgJM/s320/W+and+me_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108958541376610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite time. Camwhoring. Finally get to play with the DSLR after Justin hold it for hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wei Sheong said " camwhore with DSLR. Zadao." haha. Camwhore with DSLR is not a crime okay? XD&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of what Nick said, " The camera always not on owner's hand when going trips with Yoke Ha." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what happened to Meng Han's and Vince's camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCu0bf2bGI/AAAAAAAADf8/WCPn95ORgJM/s1600/W+and+me_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCueqZkjTI/AAAAAAAADfs/lzqDZtgIf2w/s1600/Nadeje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCueqZkjTI/AAAAAAAADfs/lzqDZtgIf2w/s320/Nadeje.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108584584449330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to try the layer cakes, here is the location of it. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCud7L2FbI/AAAAAAAADfk/iFOyFvbRu84/s1600/sea+turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCud7L2FbI/AAAAAAAADfk/iFOyFvbRu84/s320/sea+turtle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108571910411698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had enough of tea talk, we changed our plan to go for sea turtle instead of Jonker street and cendol. Half an hour drive, we got ourselves coconut shake in the halfway before meeting up with those little cute sea turtle. I had forgotten  the place name. Pusat something something penyu something perhaps. X.x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCudOgHmkI/AAAAAAAADfc/lgrxfMF_trQ/s1600/turtle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCudOgHmkI/AAAAAAAADfc/lgrxfMF_trQ/s320/turtle1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108559915850306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were lucky enough to get to see and touch with some newly hatched sea turtles. Khean called us to have a look with those sea turtles when few of us having fun at the seaside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder why the sea turtles doesn't look as nice as when they grow up. @.@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCubsfs7zI/AAAAAAAADfU/krcbj4hZ4Hg/s1600/S-T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCubsfs7zI/AAAAAAAADfU/krcbj4hZ4Hg/s320/S-T.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108533607427890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were advised to take extra care to those little sea turtles when playing and taking photos with it. They are hyper-active-sea-turtles. Keep on running away from our palms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Khean says we gonna fine for RM12000 if we accidentally drop the sea turtle and unfortunately it die due to sea turtles listed as endangered and protected animals. We got shocked and we realised we got cheated by her later on. X.x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCuB1BVC1I/AAAAAAAADfM/G5ZqXRYBzl0/s1600/me1_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCuB1BVC1I/AAAAAAAADfM/G5ZqXRYBzl0/s320/me1_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108089219353426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Malacca channel before dinner as it's still early for dinner time. The beach is full of rubbish. Yes, you can see it all over the beach. You gonna drop your eyes if you think the beach is clean as zero rubbish. I prefer the beach we went near sea turtle research center. At least the beach were clean and the place is nice. X.x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCuBZC-8zI/AAAAAAAADfE/-p9f2Quo5jU/s1600/gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCuBZC-8zI/AAAAAAAADfE/-p9f2Quo5jU/s320/gang.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108081710101298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, ignore those rubbish and we got hundreds of photos there. Perhaps government should have some clean up activity to clean up all those rubbish. =.= It's seriously do need some clean up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A brand new marine theme park is gonna build in Malacca soon. *Wees* I thought it was a lie when saw my friend posted the plan on Facebook where he got from Youtube.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click to have a look at it. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_i00IVaQHH4&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;Malacca Empire Marine Theme Park&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCuBHfbU1I/AAAAAAAADe8/vuZ_UjnF4U0/s1600/gang2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCuBHfbU1I/AAAAAAAADe8/vuZ_UjnF4U0/s320/gang2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108076997563218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Total 8 of us who went. XD .So hard to get everyone into the screen. I'm not good enough in photography. The pro hided behind. =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCuA7eBiQI/AAAAAAAADe0/JbDFT1_Y5iE/s1600/MTS1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCuA7eBiQI/AAAAAAAADe0/JbDFT1_Y5iE/s320/MTS1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108073770453250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, I went Menara Taming Sari again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second time of the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bad experience though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCuApTNDyI/AAAAAAAADes/YkinO_91i_c/s1600/MTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCuApTNDyI/AAAAAAAADes/YkinO_91i_c/s320/MTS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526108068893232930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first, we waited for like 15 minutes and Khean says we looks like the samples in an equipment presenting to peoples. X.x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nice when we enjoying the Malacca night view from the top yet it is nightmare when it stucked and blackout for 5-10 minutes on the middle of the sky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It freaked me out a little and then it started to move slowly till we touched the ground.&lt;br /&gt;It remind me of the movie "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;DEVIL&lt;/span&gt;". Feeling of it might drop like how a lift from from highest floor to the bottom. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One&lt;/span&gt; word. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Scary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Three&lt;/span&gt; words.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Oh My God&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The only thing I do not understand is why they still let other batch of peoples go in as they should check on the problems and ensure the peoples are safe when they go for it. =.= Human life is incomparable to money?&lt;/i&gt; X.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think twice if you gonna go for it when you visit Malacca. Entrance fee is RM20 per person. You can get for half price if you show your Malaysian ID card. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was suppose to go home after enjoyed the night view yet I nagged wanna go for Jonker Street night market and they agreed. *happy* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is so much thing to see and eat yet I got myself nothing. haha. =)&lt;br /&gt;The night market only available on Friday to Sunday anyway. Choose a right time to visit Malacca ya! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A nice place to go if you're a night market lover like me. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, it's time for bed. Gonna go for shopping for whole day long later. =) Sunway Pyramid here I come. =p Sweet dreams and good night worlds! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5590554474141637366?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5590554474141637366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5590554474141637366' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5590554474141637366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5590554474141637366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/10/malacca-oh-malacca.html' title='Malacca Oh Malacca =)'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLCyC3I7YgI/AAAAAAAADg8/xCm66L72wTw/s72-c/mlcc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-8906533505331321969</id><published>2010-10-07T16:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T21:32:25.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Malacca + Look Out Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JxNEDNBI/AAAAAAAADdk/3N3isSIFQZ4/s1600/DSC03033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JxNEDNBI/AAAAAAAADdk/3N3isSIFQZ4/s320/DSC03033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525223796266710034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Final exams always are nightmare for students. Staying up every middle of the night, pimples popping out like no-one cares, eye bags as clear as panda's, etc. etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to LENG ZAI stayed up with me for the past a month, woke me up every middle of the night and cheered me up when I sad for the last paper even though he FAILED. Lolx. Thanks to Nick and Nicole scanned and emailed  me helpful notes and helped me a lot on the topic which I don't know what the hell it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lalala... No matter how terrible i did, I sad for working so hard got nothing, packed up and went to Malacca with course mate straight after my Unit Operation paper. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JMlJ2ivI/AAAAAAAADdE/riEAWGiBNyU/s1600/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JMlJ2ivI/AAAAAAAADdE/riEAWGiBNyU/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525223167078337266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2-3 hours journey, sleepless the night before, we checked in at Tower Hotel straight after we reached Malacca and rested for a little while before hunt for foods and discover the beauty of Malacca. &lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt; Girls are not getting bored with camwhore. &lt;/s&gt; Well, maybe only me. =.= Managed to drag them along for a photo. Aren't they pretty? Lolx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JMatNeOI/AAAAAAAADc0/c7ickc-R2U8/s320/eleven.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525223164273850594" /&gt;We went Eleven Bistro &amp;amp; Restaurant which located at Jonker Street for some snack before dinner since they cendol we wanted to try sold out [=( ].  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JMfG0JEI/AAAAAAAADc8/ublgEqRSQvo/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JMfG0JEI/AAAAAAAADc8/ublgEqRSQvo/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JMfG0JEI/AAAAAAAADc8/ublgEqRSQvo/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525223165454984258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The environment is nice, services are good, the food are not bad but the drinks are kinda expensive. What to do, it's a club at night. Worth to visit though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JMGl6K0I/AAAAAAAADcs/7rb6qHhHCao/s1600/eleven+bistro+guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JMGl6K0I/AAAAAAAADcs/7rb6qHhHCao/s320/eleven+bistro+guys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525223158874516290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They snapped and gave us a group photo as a memory before we left. *loves* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2I4F-C5tI/AAAAAAAADck/EOw7RJWKUGQ/s1600/satay+celup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2I4F-C5tI/AAAAAAAADck/EOw7RJWKUGQ/s320/satay+celup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525222815109932754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Headed up to &lt;i&gt;Satay Celup&lt;/i&gt; for dinner. There is only 1 photo due to I accidentally deleted others. X.x Worth to try. Affordable prices, you can eat till your stomach burst. Shrimps are huge for only RM 0.80. You might have to wait for  a long  time for your turn due to limited places and people might stare at you while you eating and they are waiting. @.@  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2I3st0f1I/AAAAAAAADcc/yl2gDW3hFRQ/s1600/taming+sari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2I3st0f1I/AAAAAAAADcc/yl2gDW3hFRQ/s320/taming+sari.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525222808330993490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got so excited and wanted to try this out when we passed by it at daytime. It called Menara Taming Sari which allows us to view Malacca's view from top. The entrance fee is RM 20 and you can get for half price with showing your Malaysian ID card. =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2I3DI1z3I/AAAAAAAADcU/yKhuf-IgaXQ/s1600/everyone+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2I3DI1z3I/AAAAAAAADcU/yKhuf-IgaXQ/s320/everyone+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525222797170036594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A group photo when we're in middle of the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My first visit was okay till I went back for second time with another gang of friends 6 days after my first visit. We almost hang in the middle of the sky.  Blackout and stucked there for like 5-10 minutes and finally they moved slowly till we touched the ground. It freak me out a little while. s.c.a.r.y. And I wonder why, they do not check on the problem after that and let another batch of peoples go in&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think twice if you wanna go for it when you visit Malacca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2I3LLK4gI/AAAAAAAADcM/pJa4cyPkq68/s1600/guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2I3LLK4gI/AAAAAAAADcM/pJa4cyPkq68/s320/guys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525222799327289858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guys showing off on the stage in Dataran Pahlawan. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2IPsb2myI/AAAAAAAADb8/6X2lUXqe_Wc/s1600/sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2IPsb2myI/AAAAAAAADb8/6X2lUXqe_Wc/s320/sweet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525222121060866850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Opps, new formed couple. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2IPTRk4JI/AAAAAAAADb0/RjJqD7uI64s/s1600/rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2IPTRk4JI/AAAAAAAADb0/RjJqD7uI64s/s320/rice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525222114306875538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our breakfast on the second day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken rice ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2IO9hhC1I/AAAAAAAADbs/brCS07fiu_Q/s1600/chicken+rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2IO9hhC1I/AAAAAAAADbs/brCS07fiu_Q/s320/chicken+rice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525222108468153170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*yummies* Thumb up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It located opposite to the Sam Suk Gong shop at Jonker Street. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2IOSQIFEI/AAAAAAAADbk/w7xlnYdCEuk/s1600/durian+cendol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2IOSQIFEI/AAAAAAAADbk/w7xlnYdCEuk/s320/durian+cendol.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525222096852489282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We're unlucky enough for not getting the cendol we want when we go for it again on the second day. =( Yet, we got Durian Cendol from Sam Suk gong. Try it if you are a durian lover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2IOGFvEeI/AAAAAAAADbc/PsJnPDxqhSo/s1600/everyone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2IOGFvEeI/AAAAAAAADbc/PsJnPDxqhSo/s320/everyone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525222093587681762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random photo after we shopped at Sam Suk Gong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2Hn9OfDzI/AAAAAAAADbU/SOuN9QsmIuc/s1600/sam+suk+gong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2Hn9OfDzI/AAAAAAAADbU/SOuN9QsmIuc/s320/sam+suk+gong.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525221438373433138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A group photo before we left Sam Suk Gong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2HnZFy-_I/AAAAAAAADbE/lj-y379b-pg/s320/a.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525221428673313778" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went A Famosa after breakfast for a little walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2Hnqr2UaI/AAAAAAAADbM/_3MS8E_ZdKc/s320/love.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525221433396318626" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The photo I love the most. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2HnaEe03I/AAAAAAAADa8/x37Cse0pN4U/s1600/nick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2HnaEe03I/AAAAAAAADa8/x37Cse0pN4U/s320/nick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525221428936233842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleepless causes insanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2HnOJ2OWI/AAAAAAAADa0/pwx2sS_qL8U/s1600/meng+han.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2HnOJ2OWI/AAAAAAAADa0/pwx2sS_qL8U/s320/meng+han.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525221425737513314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping Buddha.&lt;br /&gt;Kononnya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2HK3RFteI/AAAAAAAADak/TcLudyHUb3U/s1600/lol2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2HK3RFteI/AAAAAAAADak/TcLudyHUb3U/s320/lol2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525220938557535714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thousand photos we snapped before we left Malacca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2HKUpLgpI/AAAAAAAADaU/Eflxio0lCkE/s1600/panorama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2HKUpLgpI/AAAAAAAADaU/Eflxio0lCkE/s320/panorama.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525220929263338130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always heard how nice Look Out Point is, until I went straight after back from Malacca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went Panorama since it is new and we can enjoy the view from the highest point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't a nice experience as the food served wrongly, Orders took wrongly, and my friend kinda mad about it like I can see a volcano at Look Out Point. @.@  Services are bad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cockroach in a wrapped spoon and fork with tissue. Can you imagine that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Food was so-so only. =.=  Try to go for another restaurant when you get to visit there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home right after dinner at Look Out Point since everyone are energy-less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Enjoyed the trip with course mates. Always.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the birthday cake and song. * appreciate*&lt;br /&gt;I gonna have my birthday celebration in trips till the day I graduate. Lolx &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-8906533505331321969?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/8906533505331321969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=8906533505331321969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8906533505331321969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8906533505331321969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/10/malacca-look-out-point.html' title='Malacca + Look Out Point'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TK2JxNEDNBI/AAAAAAAADdk/3N3isSIFQZ4/s72-c/DSC03033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-303833714225606393</id><published>2010-09-29T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T13:27:28.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>Birthday passed. Final exams ended. Holiday started.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TKLMrpmEKcI/AAAAAAAADaE/cO1FckcKr8E/s1600/1_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TKLMrpmEKcI/AAAAAAAADaE/cO1FckcKr8E/s320/1_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522201143381600706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday passed. Final exams ended. Holiday started. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-303833714225606393?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/303833714225606393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=303833714225606393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/303833714225606393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/303833714225606393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/09/birthday-passed-final-exams-ended.html' title='Birthday passed. Final exams ended. Holiday started.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TKLMrpmEKcI/AAAAAAAADaE/cO1FckcKr8E/s72-c/1_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-55047631487574741</id><published>2010-09-16T11:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T12:15:31.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My wishlist:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TJGVkjMvWhI/AAAAAAAADZ0/g9m7kGf7OBs/s320/cupipi.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517355473662073362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Cupipi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TJGVkWVlZ-I/AAAAAAAADZs/NN-96-CyyRw/s1600/mitf-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TJGVkWVlZ-I/AAAAAAAADZs/NN-96-CyyRw/s320/mitf-28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517355470209509346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with this size! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TJGVj8ZRVwI/AAAAAAAADZk/ZPoPedIe5pQ/s1600/DSC04263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TJGVj8ZRVwI/AAAAAAAADZk/ZPoPedIe5pQ/s320/DSC04263.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517355463245649666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and these too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Photos took from web*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woke up and replied tonnes of birthday wishes. I'm blessed.&lt;br /&gt;*Happy*&lt;br /&gt;The lamest I got so far was &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kisses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. @.@!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks guy.&lt;br /&gt;To them who're having finals like me NOW, facing &lt;i&gt;not-thick-but-a-mountain-of-notes&lt;/i&gt;, all the best in your exams!&lt;br /&gt;It's holiday, we shouldn't stay at home to study. =(&lt;br /&gt;To Malaysians, Happy Malaysia Day &amp;amp; wish me ya since I gave you guys a holiday! Lolx *&lt;i&gt;lame&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm officially 20! *&lt;i&gt;sounds old&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: This is just a random post. Lolx&lt;br /&gt;Anyone knows why the words that I colored it yet it still appeared as &lt;b&gt;BLACK&lt;/b&gt; but not the color I want? =(&lt;br /&gt;My problem or Blogspot problem? &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/9222309990469777250-55047631487574741?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/55047631487574741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=55047631487574741' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/55047631487574741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/55047631487574741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TJGVkjMvWhI/AAAAAAAADZ0/g9m7kGf7OBs/s72-c/cupipi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-2289557816176992789</id><published>2010-09-13T03:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T03:46:44.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>I hate September</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TI0lc2bolmI/AAAAAAAADZc/QOiv1hmFpS0/s1600/DSC03033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TI0lc2bolmI/AAAAAAAADZc/QOiv1hmFpS0/s320/DSC03033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516106296176711266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finals- the another scariest thing in my life, except &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I.n.J.e.C.t.I.o.N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. How I wish to sing &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wake Me Up When September Ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. The &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, keep on reminding&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm out of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;the day is nearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, countdown&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;before finals. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TI0lISmv-lI/AAAAAAAADZU/YH1AjBOmcxk/s1600/DSC01211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TI0lISmv-lI/AAAAAAAADZU/YH1AjBOmcxk/s320/DSC01211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516105942962272850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Starbucks Java Chips Frappuccino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I want &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Secret Recipe New York Cheese Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I want &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I want &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;shoppings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;revising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for finals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TI0lH6Ej0aI/AAAAAAAADZM/2aln4uXy6UM/s1600/12+(2)_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TI0lH6Ej0aI/AAAAAAAADZM/2aln4uXy6UM/s320/12+(2)_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516105936376418722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish to have some escape in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Genting Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;now.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;talks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tensioning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;here for finals.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No birthday celebration this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Saddest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gonna celebrate it with&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hiding myself at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; memorize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Instrumental Analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; terms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; listen to peoples sing birthday song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; make 3 wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;blow the candles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ESPRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;sweater. Both&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt; =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; who going to sit for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;in few more hours time.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Go in the exam hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;kill the lecturer with your perfect answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I hate September a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. LoL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-2289557816176992789?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/2289557816176992789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=2289557816176992789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2289557816176992789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2289557816176992789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-hate-september.html' title='I hate September'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TI0lc2bolmI/AAAAAAAADZc/QOiv1hmFpS0/s72-c/DSC03033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-4292070749143041261</id><published>2010-09-07T02:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T03:38:51.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Silent night</title><content type='html'>2.13am. I'm not studying. I doing nothing. I hiding myself under blanket. I typing with &lt;i&gt;I-dunno-how-to-describe &lt;/i&gt;mood. Tonight, the weather is cold, the night is silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent night, I feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupidity doesn't has a cure. My revision progressions are far behind of peoples. I'm so worry I will did my finals badly again this time. It stressed me up all the time. The food I ate today seems not digested yet, I feel so unwell and it makes me stayed up along my 2 hours nap. Maybe I should listen some songs. Maybe I should just don't hold the &lt;i&gt;hell-thick&lt;/i&gt; notes for a little while. Maybe it will makes me feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silent night, I feel empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Song kills the silence. I breathe deeply. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a while. Long enough for you and me to forget what makes us into this condition throughout this 3 years. We quarreled, complaint to the same person. The person did nothing. Mad. We turned &lt;s&gt;no friends&lt;/s&gt; like strangers, don't bothering each other life, so hating any of each other's attention messes up  what so called &lt;i&gt;yours and my happily&lt;/i&gt; life. Here comes the end of &lt;i&gt;happily&lt;/i&gt; life. Here comes I gained one, lost one. Same goes to you. Happy? I have no feeling. Ain't sure is that a good thing, yet for sure it wasn't a bad thing after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silent night, I feel indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;My brain is saturated. I can't think of anything. I feel my tears rolling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many questions, so many doubts, floating and replaying on my mind. It wasn't really something after all. Just a little minor things that bothering me. I so wanted to ask about &lt;i&gt;Why-Oh-Why&lt;/i&gt; questions.Yet, I stopped. I keep everything for myself in the end. So many things turned out nothing. Let's keep thing a mystery. Let's keep thing a question.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silent night, I feel miserable.&lt;br /&gt;The song stopped. I think of grandpa.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, the 10th years my grandpa passed away in an accident. I was only 5 that year. The last time I seeing grandpa when he still alive is when my dad hugged me in the hospital, lets me sitting beside the bed, watching grandpa who was still struggling for a hope of life. In my memories, grandpa never wants and never will fetch me out but brother because I'm a girl and my brother is a boy. &lt;i&gt;Old-traditional-thinkin&lt;/i&gt;g. Yet, he always asked what I want before he's out and brought my wanted foods or things come home. He treated brother better yet he will never let anyone of us get hurt when we're chased by mum with a &lt;i&gt;rotan&lt;/i&gt;. He's always the king. Everyone live happily. Things changed the moment he's gone. I can see people's faces chopped some MONEY sign, hope, desperate for what grandpa left for us. How fake peoples can be? How I wish grandpa was still here sometimes. At least, the peoples won't ask for money. At least the peoples behave. It will definitely change something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silent night, good night world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be glad you're still alive this moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be tough to overcome the difficulties of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be the one lives no regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-4292070749143041261?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/4292070749143041261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=4292070749143041261' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4292070749143041261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4292070749143041261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/09/silent-night.html' title='Silent night'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-9097180620116954430</id><published>2010-09-04T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:01:06.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><title type='text'>My brain is now full with Reynolds number, laminar flow, head loss, etc, etc</title><content type='html'>My brain is now full with Reynolds number, laminar flow, head loss, etc, etc....&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TIHaUU7s_uI/AAAAAAAADYE/nkPvnTTXQlE/s1600/DSC02962_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TIHaUU7s_uI/AAAAAAAADYE/nkPvnTTXQlE/s320/DSC02962_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512927461629558498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I should dress up and head up to shopping mall. Not stuck my head reading those lecture notes which I definitely won't understand it for the rest of my life. 30+ slides was what I managed to stored into my brain after studied it for 8 hours. Welldone, it's only half of the chapter. God knows how long I can finish 6 subjects when I can only finish half chapter a day, 11 days before finals. *cries*  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TIHaT98S7NI/AAAAAAAADX8/YB3ZV3ESjdA/s1600/DSC00969_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TIHaT98S7NI/AAAAAAAADX8/YB3ZV3ESjdA/s320/DSC00969_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512927455458028754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so jealous. He's in cinema for movie now and I'm &lt;s&gt;facing my notes&lt;/s&gt;. Okay &lt;i&gt;lar&lt;/i&gt;, not starting yet. I'm so not in study mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If YOU saw this, YOU better bring me out for movies after finals! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;I rather watch The Descent Part 2 for 10 times than study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm willing to watch terrors, murders, horrors movies for the rest of my life if there is no more exam in this world.  *p/s-- &lt;i&gt;Those movies are so not my-style. Damn torturing watching those movies&lt;/i&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should continue stores boundary layer thickness into my brain now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Students always prefer last minute works!&lt;br /&gt;Pity. Torture. Awful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-9097180620116954430?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/9097180620116954430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=9097180620116954430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/9097180620116954430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/9097180620116954430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-brain-is-now-full-with-reynolds.html' title='My brain is now full with Reynolds number, laminar flow, head loss, etc, etc'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TIHaUU7s_uI/AAAAAAAADYE/nkPvnTTXQlE/s72-c/DSC02962_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3067350845822172570</id><published>2010-08-29T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T12:37:05.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>It's gonna be the end of the semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Let's wait patiently for the time to pass. 2 more weeks before &lt;i&gt;lovely finals&lt;/i&gt; approach. =)&lt;br /&gt;So, it's hell when 3 tests and 2 assignments cramped in the same week, continuous days some-more. I don't wanna try a week with less than 10 hours sleep again. It's turned me into China's treasure -- Panda. A meal per day is not really hell, but you will definitely starved and maybe slimmed down a little?? &lt;i&gt;LoL&lt;/i&gt;. Waking up middle of the night to have some revisions is like &lt;i&gt;haih, test again. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;My phone is loaded with wake up sms-es. &lt;/span&gt;haha. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/THnaMq5iO8I/AAAAAAAADX0/EqUQC5W6Pmw/s1600/DSC02973_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/THnaMq5iO8I/AAAAAAAADX0/EqUQC5W6Pmw/s320/DSC02973_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510675530273405890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, after that hectic week, I got a week to relax myself before I start my final revision. I'm a lazy bug. What to do. =) So, I went for shopping! My loves~ &lt;div&gt;I'm getting bored with those clothes in my wardrobe. I can't find any nice clothes for outing even I may just going for a tea time with friends. Managed to get myself 2 polo-T, a normal shirt, and a jeans only. &lt;i&gt;Haih&lt;/i&gt;. Better than none. =) Sunway Pyramid always hearts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primary school gathering is on again. I'm so excited, can't wait for it. I was always alone in my past, especially in primary time. Time passed slow like hell and how I wish I'm in secondary school when I open my eyes the second morning. At least, I see those who were in secondary school seem happy. Not I hate primary time, it just I have not much friends. I talk less, I don't mixed. Sad case. Yet, as time flies, I grow up, I start missing our primary school friends. The last outing was really make me miss them a lot. =) We talked, we played, we enjoyed. I'm happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, Denson tagged me in Facebook informing that he's gonna back to hometown to celebrate birthday together with me. I'm one day older than him, how come IQ can be different so much? Sad. Secondary schoolmate is organizing birthday celebration for September babies. I missed it last year. Don't think I gonna miss it again this year. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna be the end of the semester. My study week is busy. Who cares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know a news that I felt feeling-less. My birthday wish turned real yet I just plain no feeling for it. I don't know it's good or bad, yet at least it's not a harm for me. You spoiled my day last year, and now the news let me know that you have no chance to spoil my day anymore. Because you can't anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sushi King tomorrow. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3067350845822172570?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3067350845822172570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3067350845822172570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3067350845822172570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3067350845822172570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-gonna-be-end-of-semester.html' title='It&apos;s gonna be the end of the semester'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/THnaMq5iO8I/AAAAAAAADX0/EqUQC5W6Pmw/s72-c/DSC02973_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-2281176070398491844</id><published>2010-08-27T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T00:12:02.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>promised fren wif u until graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/THfccQxXiBI/AAAAAAAADXs/t4IOG9JxgG0/s1600/DSC00976_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC3_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/THfccQxXiBI/AAAAAAAADXs/t4IOG9JxgG0/s320/DSC00976_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC3_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510115047207569426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He says" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;promised fren wif u until graduate.&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Means after graduate he plans to forget me? =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He gave the reason he might going to oversea after degree. He afraid that, after he went overseas we turn to talk less, like no-friends-anymore after that. How much I hate this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Overseas is something that can breaks friendships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate people having this thinking yet how true is this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Things aren't so easy going with what so called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Keep-In-Touch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You guys might be stranger after that even you get to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;keep-in-touch&lt;/span&gt; with them who're in overseas every second, minute, day, month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I experienced, I know the pain.&lt;br /&gt;His words remind me of someone. It's a pain that I don't feel like touching it again since after that. Now, it's being exposed again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;We're close, we turn strangers. No talking. Nothing at all. Looking and caring each other from far, that's all what we can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. My memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He says I'm a little too sensitive toward this issue. He should know I experienced it and how sad I am. I might be scary. I just don't wanna miss a friendship that I shouldn't miss anymore. Everything seems perfect now. Please don't change it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-2281176070398491844?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/2281176070398491844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=2281176070398491844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2281176070398491844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2281176070398491844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/08/promised-fren-wif-u-until-graduate.html' title='promised fren wif u until graduate'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/THfccQxXiBI/AAAAAAAADXs/t4IOG9JxgG0/s72-c/DSC00976_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC3_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7364790307870119100</id><published>2010-08-19T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:12:14.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Nightmares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's another hard day for me again. Since tests after tests, assignments after assignments. Sat for Unit Operation mid-term few hours ago and I screwed up my first question just because of absolute and gauge pressure. Well-done right me? Awesome test I did. &lt;i&gt;Wo hen lei hen xin ku hen xiang ku&lt;/i&gt;. That's what I feel when I finished up my paper. When I can do the question, yet did it wrong, this is just &lt;i&gt;plain stupid&lt;/i&gt;. Argh. Engineering material quiz tomorrow and Statistic test this coming Saturday. Die hard. Don't ever think of SLEEP tightly and SWEET dreams. I will have no chance to own it till this week is officially end.&lt;br /&gt;X(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it's ghost month. And ghosts seem love me so much. I had nightmares continuously for 3 days. Different ghosts appeared in my room (in dreams) watching me sleeping. Perhaps I think too much every night before I went to sleep. I used to think lots of things before I sleep, just ghost month makes me think more on those transparent-floating-spirits. =S &lt;i&gt;Ghost ghost go away, I have tests and I need a rest&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be glad and appreciate when there is peoples around care about you. Thanks for cheering me up hard for my emo-emo-sad-sad-bitter-face. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGzkChspiiI/AAAAAAAADXc/vUHsQ98hpoc/s1600/DSC02861_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGzkChspiiI/AAAAAAAADXc/vUHsQ98hpoc/s320/DSC02861_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507027176423787042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye PurpLe and HeLLo GrEy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nightmare + nightmare = nightmares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*cries*&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/9222309990469777250-7364790307870119100?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/7364790307870119100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=7364790307870119100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7364790307870119100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7364790307870119100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/08/nightmares.html' title='Nightmares'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGzkChspiiI/AAAAAAAADXc/vUHsQ98hpoc/s72-c/DSC02861_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-9211091004642456706</id><published>2010-08-14T19:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T19:32:41.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>MMS is fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MMS is fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I received MMS when I was in class yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crazy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5-KyrDkI/AAAAAAAADW8/Ubfx25HE6TA/s1600/DSC00563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5-KyrDkI/AAAAAAAADW8/Ubfx25HE6TA/s320/DSC00563.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505221703462751810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Study, stop talking.. XD&lt;br /&gt;Sweetheart, MMS is fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ597V-SII/AAAAAAAADW0/_tPaDekZHI0/s1600/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ597V-SII/AAAAAAAADW0/_tPaDekZHI0/s320/DSC02831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505221699315845250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;The class is boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5qsV5qlI/AAAAAAAADWs/FYr5Mc1bQq4/s1600/DSC02754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5qsV5qlI/AAAAAAAADWs/FYr5Mc1bQq4/s320/DSC02754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505221368871496274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;The peoples are sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5qdpqQYI/AAAAAAAADWk/w2qHFlUxY6c/s1600/DSC02646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5qdpqQYI/AAAAAAAADWk/w2qHFlUxY6c/s320/DSC02646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505221364927840642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Genting is fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5qLbY4tI/AAAAAAAADWc/9-HWxRp6zls/s1600/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5qLbY4tI/AAAAAAAADWc/9-HWxRp6zls/s320/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505221360036143826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Love is mystery!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya sweetheart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crazy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5p7R862I/AAAAAAAADWU/pSAk6SAbpVw/s1600/DSC00564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5p7R862I/AAAAAAAADWU/pSAk6SAbpVw/s320/DSC00564.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505221355701594978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Your photo is terbalik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5pvQxtyI/AAAAAAAADWM/lLx71MOi27A/s1600/DSC00537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5pvQxtyI/AAAAAAAADWM/lLx71MOi27A/s320/DSC00537.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505221352475440930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Love ya too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;I will bring back Ketam's air for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life is great. Even with unfinish workloads and tests. I got someone waking up every middle of the night doing revision with me for coming tests and completing the assignments. =) Thanks god not the "transaperent" thingy that accompany me for revisions. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got Crazy to cheer me up with millions of ways she can think of. She says I looks like everything seem bothering me. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got gangs that gossips and study with me in classes, I got gangs that asked me for meteor shower. It cheers me up always. With the laughs and gossips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got family that loves me always! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't ask for more. Because it's more than enough now. =)&lt;br /&gt;You guys are rocks and priceless!&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy, I'm blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;P/s: I was viewing Kenwooi.com and how I wish there is a Sushi King or Sakae Sushi outlet in Bukit Tinggi Japanese Village. =S &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/9222309990469777250-9211091004642456706?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/9211091004642456706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=9211091004642456706' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/9211091004642456706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/9211091004642456706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/08/mms-is-fun.html' title='MMS is fun'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TGZ5-KyrDkI/AAAAAAAADW8/Ubfx25HE6TA/s72-c/DSC00563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5966107753173194172</id><published>2010-08-12T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T23:28:22.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>I was about to sleep..</title><content type='html'>I was about to sleep. Lying on bed, facing to the wall, trying to chase the moodiness away. It always happen when comes to tests or finals. At first I study, when come to the day, I tend to forget everything. Yes, every single thing. Exams always turn my day down. Especially when I think I did it correctly, yet I get to know I got it wrong later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let media player play the song, Lee Hom's latest song. I'm in love with his song, I'm almost asleep. I closed my eyes, I enjoyed the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who, I wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder when. There is a voice, there is a feel, leads me to my laptop screen instead of halfway to meeting grandpa Chow. He is online-ing. It cheers me up a little. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called parents while waiting for window updates after that. How I wish I was with them now. I miss their voices, I miss their hugs. =) We chilled for a little while, informed them I'm coming back home tomorrow. I asked for foods and durians. Yea, durian. Again. On phone with parents is one best thing in my life when I'm out of town. It has been ages, I didn't hold mum's hand crosses the busy bees roads. It has been ages, I didn't tell my parents I LoVe YoU. It has been ages, we didn't enjoy a show together. It has been ages, we didn't talk at the night before we went to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to dream. Dreams that could bring me back to the past. I want to feel, I want to know who am I past. I want to know, who changes me to the one who I am now. I want to see, who cheered me up, who turned me down, who brought me laughters, who brought me tears. I want to hold my mum's hand, crossing the roads we used to pass by in old days.In dream. I hope to fix the things that I can't fix it in reality. At least I would feel better in dreams. Dream, a mirror of reality and fantasy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy, because you're here. Give me strengths, give me laughters, give me lucks, give me hugs. Because of you, I'm smiling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm about to sleep. I'm about to dream. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5966107753173194172?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5966107753173194172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5966107753173194172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5966107753173194172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5966107753173194172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-was-about-to-sleep.html' title='I was about to sleep..'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5206170774972804350</id><published>2010-08-08T14:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T14:48:46.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>Little updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Week 10 is officially over. Left 1 lab report for this semester. Hallelujah. Finals timetable is out. 5 more weeks to finals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Blog is dead officially a week. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, here I am after drowned myself to no where and re-appear after a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to watch Inception finally after it released so many weeks. Went with Alvon to kill our 5 hours break before the next class while others are having classes and lab sessions. They cursed for blackout in cinema, rain heavily and please don't stop the rain. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. Too bad, rain stopped 25 minutes before the show is on. No blackout throughout the show. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TF5I11eerPI/AAAAAAAADV8/Is7aUc2hAio/s1600/DSC02804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TF5I11eerPI/AAAAAAAADV8/Is7aUc2hAio/s320/DSC02804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502915884418510066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picom PC Fair from last Friday till today. Denson traveled along from Perak back to Klang just for PC Fair. So, we went there and I can't see anything that considered &lt;i&gt;cheap&lt;/i&gt;. I walk directionless + aimless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;EPSON's printer ink promotion = You buy a set of ink cartilage, they give you a shopping bag&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;i&gt;speechless*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;div&gt;I totally forgotten about my HP printer needs new feed too. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;o.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promoters are slim, tall, and pretty. *&lt;i&gt;Jealous*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Not really crowed, not really much people went on first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed to Sushi King for dinner after that.  KLCC Sushi King is &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;not really a good dine-in plac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trainees are blur and can't take orders. Every single orders only took by a lady, who works like busy bee which has no time rest or breath at all. You have to wait long enough for her to reach in front of you for your order and you might have to wait for decades for your foods to come. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;=S&lt;/span&gt; I should try KLCC Sakae Sushi next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TF5I1haEyfI/AAAAAAAADV0/kqxRF3WleLI/s1600/DSC02810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TF5I1haEyfI/AAAAAAAADV0/kqxRF3WleLI/s320/DSC02810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502915879031327218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally got to eat durians for 3 weeks continuously every time I went home since annoyed for months. *&lt;i&gt;heaven*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Durian is tasty, delicious, handsome, juicy, heaven, etc etc every single words that nice you can use on it.&lt;br /&gt;Homemade durian ice-cream was awesome too! *yummy* Used to make durian ice-cream when I was a child. Get 1 from freezer whenever I'm back from kindergarten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, durian cake is not my taste. I wonder why.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;=( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Durian hearts me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TF5I1QWgP9I/AAAAAAAADVs/u6iaKqQ_Q3Q/s1600/ES1965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TF5I1QWgP9I/AAAAAAAADVs/u6iaKqQ_Q3Q/s320/ES1965.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502915874452946898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm falling in love with Fossil watches. Thanks to Amy who dragged me into Fossil outlet which located in Sunway Pyramid yesterday.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this. I want this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;ME: Dad, I wanna buy a Fossil watch. Can I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;DAD: I wanna buy a Rolex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;ME: ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless my week 11 and week 12 assignments, midterms and quiz. I need lucks and strong self-control to stick my eyes on notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't understand what the questions want. I'm a failure. &lt;i&gt;Uh-huh&lt;/i&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5206170774972804350?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5206170774972804350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5206170774972804350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5206170774972804350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5206170774972804350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-updates.html' title='Little updates'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TF5I11eerPI/AAAAAAAADV8/Is7aUc2hAio/s72-c/DSC02804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3481342072828239156</id><published>2010-08-01T21:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:32:29.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt; (Saturday)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, it's Ashley and Kenneth's birthday! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kenneth's falls on 3oth July and Ashley was one day younger than him, 31st July (same day as Ken Wooi's but definitely younger than Ken. haha. No offence ). =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It has been 2 years I didn't celebrate their birthday, specifically non-of-them I celebrated since after foundation. If I'm not wrong lar. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, this time we went to Tao Asian Cuisine for their birthday on Saturday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I only pick few photos as most of the photo a little bit blur because May didn't realize her camera pixel set to only 3.2 Mega-pixel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV7HijlHzI/AAAAAAAADUs/7kOChASJODE/s320/2bday.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500437889368268594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girls with the birthday girl and boy *the ones standing behind*. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV7HYOwadI/AAAAAAAADUk/-i37zUdX1sc/s1600/scallop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV7HYOwadI/AAAAAAAADUk/-i37zUdX1sc/s320/scallop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500437886596573650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;The buffet was okay for me. Not bad actually. Just I feel it's a little too limited choice on food!&lt;br /&gt;Few of my friends ate like buffalo. haha. One of them definitely ate like he is having a stomach that can contain infinite food! Amazed!!  You know who you are.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And a must try when u get to visit the place------ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SCALLOP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Super duper extremely nice, delicious, tasty, etc.etc.&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Jian Fung keep on ordering 15 scallops until the waitress knows his order and he finished it all ALONE. He alone sapu more than 30 scallops. =.= &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV7HJKEkgI/AAAAAAAADUc/r-wEujXXkeg/s1600/Ashley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV7HJKEkgI/AAAAAAAADUc/r-wEujXXkeg/s320/Ashley.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500437882550391298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;To not waste the shells, Kenneth, Siak and me decided to make use of those shells make something nice for Ashley. Prawn shells and its head as deco, a seashell as background, few chilies and mayonnaise sauce on top.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad waitress keep it away before we manage to send it in front of Ashley. Aiks! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;See, leftover can be something nice too before it really turns into LEFTOVER. =S &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV7G6jHpwI/AAAAAAAADUU/RrmgBvmfvfc/s1600/girls+with+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV7G6jHpwI/AAAAAAAADUU/RrmgBvmfvfc/s320/girls+with+cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500437878628919042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girls with the birthday girl + cake. Chocolate Banana cake. I learnt a technique of cutting cake. Put the knife into hot water before cutting chocolate cake to melt the chocolate when cutting it. lol. And the cup of water will turns into &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HOT CHOCOLATE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; drinks after you finish cutting the cake. =.=~ So, you will get your cake and a drink at the same time. haha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photo sessions~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV7GhLYPWI/AAAAAAAADUM/UDDRpBbTDos/s1600/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV7GhLYPWI/AAAAAAAADUM/UDDRpBbTDos/s320/chris.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500437871818456418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A photo of Christina and me. My foundation buddy!&lt;br /&gt;She was so surprise I appeared in front of her. @.@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My university is just too big. I can only get to meet her once a semester after we both were in degree. Same campus some-more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The last time I got to see her likes years ago, when I passing by multi-purpose hall and aksed what happen to her fringe&lt;/span&gt;. lol. &lt;/i&gt;Sunny says&lt;i&gt; "SO SAD ar?" &lt;/i&gt;Yes, so sad. Sad case! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grabbed her for a photo and I mad love this photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6yRQs9bI/AAAAAAAADUE/ebyrOKkRjfM/s1600/Group+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6yRQs9bI/AAAAAAAADUE/ebyrOKkRjfM/s320/Group+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500437523948434866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;From left: Siak, Ashley, me and Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;From right: Jareen, May, Christina and Jian Fung.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6yL1anMI/AAAAAAAADT8/owo1mGs7wqc/s1600/group2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6yL1anMI/AAAAAAAADT8/owo1mGs7wqc/s320/group2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500437522491808962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Not a complete group photo. Another 7 of us are still eating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6x9_XCsI/AAAAAAAADT0/isgNpYq5T1M/s1600/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6x9_XCsI/AAAAAAAADT0/isgNpYq5T1M/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500437518775421634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo of girls before leaving Tao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6xnmm2dI/AAAAAAAADTs/05T3IWI73vk/s1600/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6xnmm2dI/AAAAAAAADTs/05T3IWI73vk/s1600/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6xnmm2dI/AAAAAAAADTs/05T3IWI73vk/s320/group.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500437512766020050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;A complete group photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;17 of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6xejUhII/AAAAAAAADTk/Pgwfb8QU97I/s1600/price.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV6xejUhII/AAAAAAAADTk/Pgwfb8QU97I/s320/price.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500437510336316546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I wonder when can the bill reach 5 digit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Ashley says  it will reach 5 when it's my treat. &lt;/span&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So everyone, please pull yourself into dream because I gonna treat everyone in dream tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet you guys in front of Tao 1am sharp. I need to finish up circuit theory report before I can have supper session with you guys at Tao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Lame? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Mum says scolding is fun.  That's why she scolded me. ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haih&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, frustrated when-ever mum starts scolding because non of family members can escape from her M-16 even some of them might innocent. &lt;/span&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Get to meet Amy since after A DECADE LONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;She brought me to a new cafe near my house. Forgotten the name and it will be our new place for yamcha since Biz cafe has moved to Kota Kemuning last month. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;We went GM Klang after that as I say I never went to that place. =.= She says I SUA GU. @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Managed to get myself something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV41RoSh0I/AAAAAAAADSc/CgpPVy9Hg-I/s1600/DSC02801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV41RoSh0I/AAAAAAAADSc/CgpPVy9Hg-I/s320/DSC02801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500435376563717954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A  giraffe necklace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rm 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Bought it even it looks like &lt;/span&gt;just-only-for-kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I don't know what clothes can match with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It seems will be in my wardrobe for a long period until I figure it out after years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV41HPKFDI/AAAAAAAADSU/NTp8qN5bQ9k/s1600/DSC02802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV41HPKFDI/AAAAAAAADSU/NTp8qN5bQ9k/s320/DSC02802.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500435373773952050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Christmas tree earing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RM2.20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, I don't know what occasion I can wear this too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Any idea? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need a new &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;wallet&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;jewelery box&lt;/span&gt;. Messy room I have now. Buy me one please.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;I saw a pickpocket steal a guy's purse when I'm waiting to enter KTM at Midvalley. The victim realised it and chase after the pickpocket. I sincerely hope the victim manage to get back his purse and the pickpocket &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;TURNS TO A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; PANDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; Pickpockets deserve to become panda. Blue-black on their eyes please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;KTM always below zero efficiency. I so hate taking KTM. Public transport in Malaysia is just way too SLOW. That's why everyone want to own a transport than taking public transport. Plus, most of KTM stops are way to "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;at night. Main cause of robbery cases happen so frequently at KTM stops I believe. Hopeless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I should off and face my report already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy belated birthday to Kenneth and Ashley again and not forgetting Ken Wooi. Lolx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even though I didn't join the birthday plan contest he organize but I still hope to get an Ipod shuffle. Maybe on my birthday? &lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;/i&gt; Jokes~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/s: How to solve the problem when the problem is your face? Quote from Jack. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3481342072828239156?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3481342072828239156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3481342072828239156' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3481342072828239156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3481342072828239156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TFV7HijlHzI/AAAAAAAADUs/7kOChASJODE/s72-c/2bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3687614442731490195</id><published>2010-07-27T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T01:18:40.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>ginna/kids</title><content type='html'>I&lt;s&gt; seriously&lt;/s&gt; don't like peoples say I like ginna (&lt;i&gt;kids in hokkien dialect)&lt;/i&gt;. It reminds me of someone, who likes ginna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dictionary, kids always get what they want. When they don't, nagged and cry, they'll get it. Same to me here, just that when I didn't get what I want, I nagged, I cried, I still get nothing. &lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;/i&gt; Well, maybe I got what I want sometimes, but not always. Just because I'm not a kid anymore. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, kids always put a curve on their face. A smiley curve. They tend to forget the unhappiness around them. They doesn't forgive peoples who bring the unhappiness, they forget because they can't even remember it after seconds incident happened.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not kid. Forgive and forget used to be my way of solving problems once a while. But, I found I'm wrong later on. Not everything we can forgive, forget and move onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw a phrase on Facebook. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Children reflects exactly how their parents are. Look carefully and you will see the similarities and differences."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. How much you guys agree with this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's say, if a father is a drug addict, will his children addicted to drugs someday too? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's say, if a mother is a murderer, will her children will also becomes a murderer someday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children might reflects some personalities their parents have, it's undeniable. It's a good one or a bad one, we don't know. Influence is strong, influence can change anyone. I can't say it's completely wrong, I can't say it's completely correct neither. It just my opinion by the way. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people behaves like kids. Example, a guy who can't get his dream girl, he will try everything to ruin the girl's life. == Fooling around the girl's circle, he thought it's fun. When he get it, it's really a real fun time. Jobless and hopeless guy. If he is really the one we all guessing. &lt;i&gt;lolx&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I behave like a kid, because I have too much of dreams. =) Even though more than half might be crappy, useless, and no-point dreams. Well, a dream is still a dream. Keep on dream on it and achieve it someday. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;what am I writing.. @.@&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; How come, I still expecting something? haih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: How long I never click into Innit? It changed till I so blur with what button to click on. @.@ My problem?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3687614442731490195?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3687614442731490195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3687614442731490195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3687614442731490195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3687614442731490195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/07/ginnakids.html' title='ginna/kids'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7953572930639629948</id><published>2010-07-24T01:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T03:24:15.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Genting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnaaToGU_I/AAAAAAAADSM/jFVmNhojJEs/s1600/P7201823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnaaToGU_I/AAAAAAAADSM/jFVmNhojJEs/s320/P7201823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497164965662315506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had been emo-ed for past few months and emo-est last week. Things around me just make me breathless from time to time. Plus, Alvon keep on posting status saying that he wanna go Genting. The word "Genting" is super-duper attracted me and I decided to go after argue-ed with someone. &lt;i&gt;Uh-Huh.&lt;/i&gt; So I tagged him says I wanna go Genting &lt;i&gt;blow blow wind&lt;/i&gt;. And we skipped Tuesday class and head up to Genting &lt;i&gt;blow blow wind. =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnaaCIRrVI/AAAAAAAADSE/YPAGXlQ5D2s/s1600/P7201772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnaaCIRrVI/AAAAAAAADSE/YPAGXlQ5D2s/s320/P7201772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497164960965438802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Claire joined us last minute and Mei Yan &lt;i&gt;FFk&lt;/i&gt;-ed us last minute. &lt;i&gt;LoLx&lt;/i&gt;. We took the earliest bus and we saw lots of aunties uncles in the bus. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;Aunties and uncles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;need so pok so early go up hill gamble or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so envy those uncles and aunties, their life is just trips, having fun and still having fun after retire.  Can I have a life that I retired before I got chance to work? &lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnaZq_9MaI/AAAAAAAADR8/X2a18-B93-Q/s1600/P7201777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnaZq_9MaI/AAAAAAAADR8/X2a18-B93-Q/s320/P7201777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497164954756526498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We reached around 9am, and this is what 3 of us did. Photos and still photos.&lt;br /&gt;I'm madly in love with the weather up there, chilling and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish to go up there at least once a week. =.=~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to them willing to skip class just because I say wanna go Genting. I'm not a really good student. I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnZaWEqFTI/AAAAAAAADR0/K9OlLsS6_N8/s1600/P7201782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnZaWEqFTI/AAAAAAAADR0/K9OlLsS6_N8/s320/P7201782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497163866807342386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this photo the most. Because the me inside there is prettiest among 80 photos we took that day. And the "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;V.A.S.E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/i&gt; and background...&lt;i&gt;ekhemm...&lt;/i&gt; Not baD too &lt;i&gt;lar~ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnZZ1iMnOI/AAAAAAAADRs/Fr6bdc9QxbA/s1600/11+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnZZ1iMnOI/AAAAAAAADRs/Fr6bdc9QxbA/s320/11+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497163858072870114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we're first waiting for the bus to arrive, we started to think how many lab reports we have to finish up the following week, gonna rush Instrumental Analysis assignment once we get home from Genting. &lt;i&gt;==&lt;/i&gt; What a life?! Slacking and enjoying for a few hours also can't extract our brain thinking of education thingy. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnZZcStIPI/AAAAAAAADRk/238o0OlDjvw/s1600/12+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnZZcStIPI/AAAAAAAADRk/238o0OlDjvw/s320/12+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497163851297005810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chilled at Genting Starbucks after tired of outdoor photo session. &lt;i&gt;Weee,&lt;/i&gt; I finally got to drink my Starbucks coffee again after two week didn't get any of it. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so envy Samantha always chilled and study at Starbucks Pavilion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnZZPBR3AI/AAAAAAAADRc/N9i0XCO2zgc/s1600/14+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnZZPBR3AI/AAAAAAAADRc/N9i0XCO2zgc/s320/14+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497163847734254594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Claire's &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;glasses from Vincci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Mad love it. And not only girls love it, guys too. Even there is ribbon on it may makes guys look so gay. &lt;i&gt;LoLx&lt;/i&gt;. Right, Alvon? &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnYdPMJO4I/AAAAAAAADRM/IS4QQ3hgcso/s1600/P7201809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnYdPMJO4I/AAAAAAAADRM/IS4QQ3hgcso/s320/P7201809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497162816987675522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;Java Chips Frappuccino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. It gonna become my first choice whenever I visit to Starbucks next time. =) I &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt; LoVe it. I still prefer Starbucks compared to The Coffee Bean. Gonna try out San Fransisco Coffee next time. Who knows I may dump Starbucks and fall in love with San Fransisco Coffee?? &lt;i&gt;hehe&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnYcrA3PoI/AAAAAAAADRE/TUXISdNmVvo/s1600/P7201813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnYcrA3PoI/AAAAAAAADRE/TUXISdNmVvo/s320/P7201813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497162807276682882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 of us who getting bored started on Facebook and commented on each other's status. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting &lt;i&gt;Facebook virus&lt;/i&gt;. One day didn't hang around on Facebook I will have a shorter life time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnYcO_kSXI/AAAAAAAADQ8/EZBp9Qw7HKw/s1600/P7201826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnYcO_kSXI/AAAAAAAADQ8/EZBp9Qw7HKw/s320/P7201826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497162799755053426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to sing K after chilled at Starbucks for like an hour for nothing. LoLx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;I wonder why and wonder how, all my photos in Bluetooth Exchanger (BXE) file went to Recycle Bins and god knows my Recycle Bin has almost 2000+ deleted photos (excluded BXE ones). How I gonna find it out one by one.=S Searching 50 from 2000 is erm...... Tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, no photos on Sing K session as I lost the photos and lazy to upload back. @.@ The lunch set in K-Box was awesome! We like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched a movie since we still have four hours left before we have to say bye bye to Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnYb8amhII/AAAAAAAADQ0/EDHSILX6nc4/s1600/Me22+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnYb8amhII/AAAAAAAADQ0/EDHSILX6nc4/s320/Me22+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497162794768172162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tend to forget EveRythiNG since I'm back from Genting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I forgot to bring my lecture notes since after that for every single class, I forgot to bring textbook for Friday class. Thus, the thing I can only do is online with Ipod and Iphone in lecture class. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dear BrAiN, I wanna forget the unhappiness, not Every Single Thing. Return to your normal mode please&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnYbeOkDlI/AAAAAAAADQs/9WJMO-e1s28/s1600/Me+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnYbeOkDlI/AAAAAAAADQs/9WJMO-e1s28/s320/Me+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497162786664615506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is what I got. &lt;i&gt;Lolx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more I play with Ipod and Iphone, the more I want to own any one of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I-Phone 4 is my dream now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genting was fun even though we got few hours of &lt;i&gt;dunno-what-to-do time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;And my shoes hurts my legs. I used up 8 plaster that day. Just because of my legs. Geng or not me? And someone walked like a penguin because of &lt;/span&gt;die die refused to use plaster.&lt;/i&gt;* Evil Laughs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;/s&gt;How time flies, I can almost sense August already! When September comes, my fate will also come. Die or alive, I bet, God decide. It gonna be another brand new semester after September. I gonna mix with more peoples in coming semesters. =)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw an article on The Sun few days ago. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Sleep less- higher risks of getting diabetes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. You know &lt;i&gt;lar,&lt;/i&gt; student's life nowadays are not so easy already. Everyday 4 hours sleep we must thank God already. Hence, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;I already start imagine myself maybe lose a hand, 2 legs at the age of 60 because of diabetes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. *scary music*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another article on The Sun around a month ago. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Sleep less- shorter lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Everyone should have a sleeping time not less than 4-6 hours per day. My gang and I, almost have only maximum 4 hours sleep a day, &lt;i&gt;If lucky enough lar&lt;/i&gt;. Thus, I told the guys "&lt;i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;You guys no need save money to marry your dream girl already, you might not have the chance to live till age of 30&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/i&gt; Life as engineering student. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna watch Inception!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Indespicable Me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna wacth  Sorcerer's Apprentice.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch MOVIES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my durians. Daddy called me in the evening and asked me if I'm coming home. How sweets... Of course I am. Durian, my life.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-7953572930639629948?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/7953572930639629948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=7953572930639629948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7953572930639629948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/7953572930639629948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/07/genting.html' title='Genting'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEnaaToGU_I/AAAAAAAADSM/jFVmNhojJEs/s72-c/P7201823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-201027292991087696</id><published>2010-07-19T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T06:56:22.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>laughter with tears called pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Chilled at Kinokuniya KLCC today.&lt;br /&gt;Thought of buying some books even though my heart keep on telling me &lt;i&gt;their books are NOT-Cheap.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text-ed Nicole while holding Nicholas Spark's Dear John to know when she gonna visit her bookstore again.&lt;br /&gt;She replied with " &lt;i&gt;Don't buy first lar,no time to read geh. Next time I go, I help you buy lar. Now u should read Instrumental Analysis instead.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She calls me to read lecture notes instead of novels. &lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;/i&gt; I didn't bought it at last. =) Because I really have no time for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TERp1ai-yaI/AAAAAAAADQk/qhrcOIz3oy8/s1600/DSC02643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TERp1ai-yaI/AAAAAAAADQk/qhrcOIz3oy8/s320/DSC02643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495633811678874018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this book. A little regret for not buying it. The title, the words remind me of someone. Flipped through a few pages of it, I quite like it. Don't know how it is for you guys. I should or gonna make it mine if I have any pocket money left this week. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TERp1AROJ5I/AAAAAAAADQc/E3nt5HQCJoM/s1600/DSC02640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TERp1AROJ5I/AAAAAAAADQc/E3nt5HQCJoM/s320/DSC02640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495633804625061778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another book that attracted me since I stepped in Kinokuniya. Dawn Of The Dreadfuls. It should be nice. It cost almost RM50. Cheap? &lt;i&gt;Argh&lt;/i&gt;.. I don't wanna face lecture notes, I wanna face books! &lt;div&gt;I got a list of books I wanted to buy. Guess after Finals. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life gets busier from one semester to another. I'm survived after 8 weeks of no movies life. Surprisingly. I missed Karate Kid, Ip Man 2, Toy Story 3, etc, etc. The only movie that I managed to caught since after Chinese New Year was Kidnapper. So, list out the movies after CNY till now, excluded Kidnapper, is how many movies I missed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gathered lesser with Amy and Missy. We talk lesser, met lesser. Everyone is busy. And not forgetting their boyfriends too. Like didn't get to meet up for a decade long already. I miss you guys. =) Missy, your lemon cheese pasta! I'm waiting. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week was totally sucks. I hate last week! Glad it comes and go. Glad it never stays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is much more better. I got myself a pair of shoes; I'm Late for the first class of the week; I'm going Genting tomorrow *&lt;i&gt;yea I know, I repeated it like for dunno how many times*&lt;/i&gt;; I met up with juniors; I got 4 hours shopping, etc.etc. What nice week start with? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;laughter with tears called pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;It's not that important already after all. I feel what I feel. I stand for my right, you can too. =) &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;There is no right and wrong, there is only truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; You know, I know. But, you don't get it. =( &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Forget and forgive, looks forward and moves on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Let's see how things go. Listen to your heart, what should you do. Follow what your heart say, what can you do. Tired enough on blaming, tired enough of everything. I... &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/9222309990469777250-201027292991087696?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/201027292991087696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=201027292991087696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/201027292991087696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/201027292991087696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/07/laughter-with-tears-called-pain.html' title='laughter with tears called pain.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TERp1ai-yaI/AAAAAAAADQk/qhrcOIz3oy8/s72-c/DSC02643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1958100951506391271</id><published>2010-07-17T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:56:34.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>Rest for a little while</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEGUfLFp8AI/AAAAAAAADP8/MuYZzBhhkEE/s1600/Photo0934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEGUfLFp8AI/AAAAAAAADP8/MuYZzBhhkEE/s320/Photo0934.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494836283642081282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need more Sticky Sweets for classes.&lt;br /&gt;It stays me awake in boring classes.&lt;br /&gt;=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEGUer9b49I/AAAAAAAADP0/_qye3mMfTpE/s1600/DSC02621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEGUer9b49I/AAAAAAAADP0/_qye3mMfTpE/s320/DSC02621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494836275286107090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mum says too sexy for test.&lt;br /&gt;Ha-Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A little update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sticky sweets is nice. Currently out of stock for stay me alive in classes. &lt;b&gt;=(&lt;/b&gt; So, you might spotted me sleeping in class. Ha-Ha. Since it's one and only shop launch in KL which in 1Utama. I can't re-stock my sweets every week. &lt;b&gt;=(&lt;/b&gt; Sad case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had my Numerical test few hours ago. A not-too-bad yet still bad paper. And mum says my clothes are little way too sexy just to wear for an hour test. Dress well gives me confidence in answering paper okay? Even though I always can't give the answers examiner want. La-La-La. I changed it to a normal T. That's explained why my correct answers were only a little more than the half of whole paper. Nah, not related.&lt;b&gt; =) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Didn't get to attend Bon Odori this year. Neither follow friends nor school event. Better don't go forever already. Stop thinking of Bon Odori will stop me recall the incident. A-too-disturbing memory. I hate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm gonna off to Genting Highland coming Tuesday to relax myself for a few hours. Wanna escape myself from assignments, classes, reports, homeworks and tears for a little moment.Escape from tears for a little while. &lt;i&gt;Uh-Huh&lt;/i&gt;. I'm gonna collapse soon if I continue like this.  I need a rest and a place to cry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It gonna be a busy week again since every assignment delayed to the coming weeks due to three tests this week. Plus, 2 lab sessions this week means assignments + 2 reports. Ha. Engineering student life is interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want a Lomo.&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat durians!&lt;br /&gt;I need a new purse&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop thinking someone!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yay! Sushi King. *&lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&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/9222309990469777250-1958100951506391271?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1958100951506391271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1958100951506391271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1958100951506391271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1958100951506391271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/07/rest-for-little-while.html' title='Rest for a little while'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TEGUfLFp8AI/AAAAAAAADP8/MuYZzBhhkEE/s72-c/Photo0934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-8534145342875495765</id><published>2010-07-14T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:05:37.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>I'm not complaining</title><content type='html'>I thought tomorrow is Friday. Smashed my dreams and plans. Planned to finish up my Engineering Material Mid-term paper and revise at least 1 chapter on Numerical Method test tonight. I need a short nap or I should say 2 hours nap as my eyes is in nearly fully close stage. But hell no, tomorrow is Thursday and I'm having 8am class which means I gonna get up at 6.40am again. &lt;b&gt;=( &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate things mess up my plans. Always. 24 hours is so damn little for a student.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining. I'm just express myself, my feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learnt never expect peoples to change even when they say they would and will change. Changes for a short term makes no difference. I admit, it does make a difference when peoples change. I does make a difference when the changes made peoples smile and glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made friend with a blogger, Terry who was in Melbourne University now. How many kilometers away from Malaysia? I don't know. It's fun to get to know peoples in blogs even though we don't know each other.&lt;b&gt; =) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says that trust is something we give to others but we can't guarantee they will give back to us. When we choose to trust, we exposing ourself to the risk of getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I agreed. It takes time for each of us to trust someone. And it might take forever for us to trust someone. When we choose to trust, means we care about the person. Even they never appear in our life, might take part in like few seconds in our life. It takes patience, it takes commitment, and it comes with plenty of failure along the way. I did understand that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peoples learn from mistakes. I learn too. I'm a little too over to someone last night. I'm apologize for my bad attitude last night. I shouldn't let a little uneasy thing take off my bright day. Yet, I still feel and so sure that I'm not the one wrong at the first place. What I need is just a apology but not blaming me on &lt;i&gt;Not-My-fault-happening&lt;/i&gt;. I'm so pissed off when peoples tend to blame me when things happened not because of me at the first place. I'm not stubborn in what I shouldn't stubborn on. I just hope the people realize the mistakes and never repeat it. I'm not the one right all the time. I did make mistakes too sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a challenge for us to maintain the friendships regardless to what happens..  I really do not need a friend who exist just to make me laugh or do everything just to suit my moods. But, a friend that can really understand me sometimes. Friendships can be long lasting, friendships can be come and go very quickly. It depends on how much we appreciate, how well we demand it. I don't wanna fall into unnecessary arguments again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes time to stop me from tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not angry anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired of thinking whole day long about how should I talk to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;=(  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-8534145342875495765?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/8534145342875495765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=8534145342875495765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8534145342875495765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/8534145342875495765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-not-complaining.html' title='I&apos;m not complaining'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-4685437355951319879</id><published>2010-07-13T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T18:56:26.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>giving up</title><content type='html'>Everything seems come to silence all of sudden. Few tests over, left a Numerical Method mid-term test this coming Saturday. Laboratory sessions will come to an end soon. I assume. A month more. I'm blogging not to talk about how I screwed up my tests even though I did screwed up two of it. Seriously damn bad. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I lost trusts to peoples, peoples convince me to trust again. Yet, what I always got was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ALL BULLSHITS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. When you can't make it, don't promise at first and call me get the thing inside my head in the end when you can't make it. It's not first time you did it. Trust you without questioning is gonna take up a decade or perhaps forever from now on. Even though your answer is what I predicted, yet I just feel sad. Plain sad. Don't say I'm childish, emotional for such a little thing. Don't give me any hopes and I'm not gonna put any hopes on you anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not-so-easy-to-understand perhaps. And I'm not good in trying to understand your situations. Always. We're just way too emotional whenever we try to talk to each other perhaps. I'm giving up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-4685437355951319879?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/4685437355951319879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=4685437355951319879' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4685437355951319879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4685437355951319879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/07/giving-up.html' title='giving up'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-6629711221346094115</id><published>2010-07-08T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T02:14:26.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>I feel sad. Even myself wonder why. My life is happy lately. So, how come will I sad when my life is happy?  My life is busy lately. So, how come sadness still manage to squeeze some slot to express itself? My life is so breathless lately. So, how come my breathless turn sadness ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For pass a week, I'm happy. Someone approached, apologized, promised to changed. I feel &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Everything goes well after that. Somehow, 180 degree changes make me feel weird. When someone start changing, stop arguing with me, I feel so unreal. Sometime I even think, is he happy with the one he is now, or am I forced him turns into someone he might don't like yet changed just to fulfill my mood? I had ignored his feels sometimes. It turn me more&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; when he talks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I have been so selfish lately. Doesn't care on others feeling but myself. I don't know why. I just feel that way. Expecting people to change just to make me happy. Expecting peoples follow my mood. Expecting peoples fulfill my wishes. Still remember once he says, world doesn't spin like what you want, not everyone will follow what you want. I do not need the worlds spin around follows what I want, I do not need peoples follow and fulfill what I want. But why, when things turn another way round, I feel so &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;=( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. A review on myself reflects so much of weakness I facing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so depressed. Decided to skip Friday classes and going back hometown after Thursday class. Perhaps, I don't escape and try to ignore those not-so-good-feelings. Be strong, girl. Like what Keith told me. Be strong and overcome all those difficulties. Be clear, be real and be honest to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me confidence to follow my heart. Lend me hand to convince my heart. It's just not easy to just listen to what heart says sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-6629711221346094115?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/6629711221346094115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=6629711221346094115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/6629711221346094115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/6629711221346094115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/07/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-4127980661368869100</id><published>2010-07-05T19:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:41:42.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><title type='text'>short update</title><content type='html'>A short &lt;s&gt;update&lt;/s&gt; reminder,&lt;div&gt;My &lt;s&gt; To&lt;/s&gt; Must-Do-List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna eat&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt; D-U-R-I-A-N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-s.&lt;br /&gt;-Make sure there is durians in the refrigerator when I'm home this Friday/ Saturday. It's a must ya, daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna eat &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;Sushi King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'s sushis.&lt;br /&gt;- Must pay a visit to Sushi King whenever I have free time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna drink &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; coffee.&lt;br /&gt;- Java Chips Frappuccino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna go &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bon Odori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 17th July! I hope I can go. X.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must finish up &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chemical Engineering lab Experiment 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; report by tomorrow night!&lt;br /&gt;- Due date on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must finish up &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Fluid Mechanics II experiment 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; report by tonight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Due date on tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must start &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Instrumental Analysis Assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by tomorrow night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Due date on next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must revise for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Circuit theory&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mid-Term Th test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- test on &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must revise for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Numerical Method&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s test 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Test on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must finish up my delayed &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tutorials. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Still don't know &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; will I finish it. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must sleep before &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; every night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I don't wanna &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;die&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in early age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must hang around on &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; lesser.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to do. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;spend more time with family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- !!!!!!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;A must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If Engineering Students committed suicide rates increases,&lt;br /&gt;I must say it's because of education problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. We have infinite reports! Not easy one somemore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. We have lots of assignments. I even got an assignment which total marks is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;340&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; marks. Insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. We have lots of tests. Non-stop having quizzes and tests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Etc.Etc. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of my Must-do-list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came across a blog and a quotes to share here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;When a woman steals your husband, there is no better revenge than to let her keep him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;No comment.&lt;br /&gt;My friend came up with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;The best revenge is to steal back and let him go single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Haha. I love this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-4127980661368869100?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/4127980661368869100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=4127980661368869100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4127980661368869100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4127980661368869100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/07/short-update.html' title='short update'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1523530210282060255</id><published>2010-06-30T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:29:52.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day with friends'/><title type='text'>Delayed Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCtM6-dP5JI/AAAAAAAADOs/O5AlVlImj2U/s1600/wh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCtM6-dP5JI/AAAAAAAADOs/O5AlVlImj2U/s320/wh2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488565146962879634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's another birthday boy! I wonder how long I delayed this. I'm so so so sorry. &lt;s&gt; I got time &lt;b&gt;pak tuo&lt;/b&gt; no time update YOUR birthday post, Wai Hong! &lt;/s&gt; =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCtM6MxhSmI/AAAAAAAADOk/cCN1tGsibrY/s1600/wh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCtM6MxhSmI/AAAAAAAADOk/cCN1tGsibrY/s320/wh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488565133626133090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A simple birthday celebration. Everyone rushed to Pizza Hut, had pizza for lunch, chit-chat a while, birthday cake, blow candles, finished up the cake, rushed to university for chemical engineering lab session. One and a half hour birthday celebration. LoLx. Everyone sauna-ed inside chemistry lab after that. =S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19 of us went, almost everyone of CL group 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of Juinn Xiang's and my birthday celebration during Kuala Selangor trip last year. =) Birthday is fun with this bunch of friends. I got revenge this time on the game they played on Kuala Selangor. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. Karma karma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love celebrate birthday, because of laughter and C.A.K.E.S! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cake, cake, cake. I'm in love with you, cake. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for sem break. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1523530210282060255?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1523530210282060255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1523530210282060255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1523530210282060255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1523530210282060255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/delayed-post.html' title='Delayed Post'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCtM6-dP5JI/AAAAAAAADOs/O5AlVlImj2U/s72-c/wh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-1402423082854546236</id><published>2010-06-30T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T00:38:13.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your promises, my smiles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCoaKPH_UwI/AAAAAAAADOU/B2ntbqaea2U/s1600/35724_376120574566_634729566_3683646_4443986_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCoaKPH_UwI/AAAAAAAADOU/B2ntbqaea2U/s320/35724_376120574566_634729566_3683646_4443986_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488227859065426690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're too good in asking for chances, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I'm afraid I'm not good enough in giving chances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your apology worth I say &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;Y.E.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for a chance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make my tears turn smiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope these last long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your promises, my smiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-1402423082854546236?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/1402423082854546236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=1402423082854546236' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1402423082854546236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/1402423082854546236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/your-promises-my-smiles.html' title='Your promises, my smiles.'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCoaKPH_UwI/AAAAAAAADOU/B2ntbqaea2U/s72-c/35724_376120574566_634729566_3683646_4443986_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-2998427464779450553</id><published>2010-06-28T22:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T23:34:32.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A heaven and hell services</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCi3BBQYrnI/AAAAAAAADOE/0rkgHhmvJV4/s1600/Photo0839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCi3BBQYrnI/AAAAAAAADOE/0rkgHhmvJV4/s320/Photo0839.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487837374095863410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Paid a visit to Sakae Sushi at 1Utama this evening after class with my coursemates. Perhaps, it's my first and also last visit to the place for the rest of my life. The workers are so rude, no manners, etc etc. All those attitudes that shouldn't have on a waiter or waitress, they got it all. Order screen spoiled, none of them approaches to us when we called them for 3 times. All they did is just nodded their head and go no where.&lt;br /&gt;First time I see waiters can even clean up a table with not standing but sitting. =S. I can't see any good waiter or waitress there. Not even one. Even the Chinese waitress disappointed me so much. Asking question is such &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;you-are-just-noone,why-should-I-serve-you-right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tone. Argh, what a bad services. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think feedback form works. Feedback forms just not gonna works in country like Malaysia. Filling the form is a wasting of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's my first and last visit to 1Utama Sakae Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCi3AhvGj4I/AAAAAAAADN8/9FzKfH6op2s/s1600/Photo0857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCi3AhvGj4I/AAAAAAAADN8/9FzKfH6op2s/s320/Photo0857.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487837365634764674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Froggie, Froggie, You should improve your staff attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCi3AhvGj4I/AAAAAAAADN8/9FzKfH6op2s/s1600/Photo0857.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCi3AhvGj4I/AAAAAAAADN8/9FzKfH6op2s/s1600/Photo0857.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCiz_LeXZuI/AAAAAAAADNs/x37CJfSiwmE/s1600/DSC02572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCiz_LeXZuI/AAAAAAAADNs/x37CJfSiwmE/s320/DSC02572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487834043944232674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chilled a while at Delicious after Sakae Sushi. You can see a heaven and hell services compared as earlier. The cakes are not bad too. I love the surrounding and the services there. You guys can drop by there for a High-tea, lunch, gathering there. I guarantee you won't be getting services like what Sakae Sushi provided.&lt;br /&gt;You can talk till your mouth dry, they will refill plain water for you.* If you're not ordering drinks from the menu.* They will make sure your glass won't be empty. Just drink as much as you can. You can snap photos of yourself or with friends till your digital devices out of battery supply. The surrounding there is not bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCiz-mA_FbI/AAAAAAAADNk/eeF3xK1R3uw/s1600/DSC02569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCiz-mA_FbI/AAAAAAAADNk/eeF3xK1R3uw/s320/DSC02569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487834033888892338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Froggie, learn something please.&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/9222309990469777250-2998427464779450553?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/2998427464779450553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=2998427464779450553' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2998427464779450553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2998427464779450553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/heaven-and-hell-services.html' title='A heaven and hell services'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCi3BBQYrnI/AAAAAAAADOE/0rkgHhmvJV4/s72-c/Photo0839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-6147908187429891304</id><published>2010-06-27T02:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T03:18:11.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I used to hang around on blogs whenever I get insomnia or can't solve my tutorials questions.&lt;br /&gt;3x3 inverse matrix took half of my life away. =s &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to here, the answer of the photo that I posted earlier, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCZI0AcBveI/AAAAAAAADNc/jwJEN8mNdmw/s1600/frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCZI0AcBveI/AAAAAAAADNc/jwJEN8mNdmw/s320/frog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487153254305480162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCZIzyWuucI/AAAAAAAADNU/QzBGo4t4AU0/s1600/0_631961058l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCZIzyWuucI/AAAAAAAADNU/QzBGo4t4AU0/s320/0_631961058l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487153250525166018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Internal organs of a frog that dissected by my group and me during Form 5 Biology class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally forgot about the photos till Alvon reminded me of the conversation between Timothy and me one day during his lunch + Msn-ing with me. I got so excited after frog and rat dissection and thus shown him the photo without knowing that he is having his lunch in front of PC. &lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;/i&gt; Too bad. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It brings back my frog dissection memories. Biology lab was full of chloroform smell. Everyone surrounded Pn. Joyce demonstrated the dissection process. Cutting off the skin, layer by layer deeper, till we see the organs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was so worried and afraid of dissect the frog and asked guys to dissect the frog I brought instead of I'm the one dissect it. Yet, I get so excited, impressed and curious after Pn.Joyce demonstrated it, thus, I decided to dissect it together with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate to fixed or nailed the frog on a plate by using hammer and pins. Especially the frog was just "&lt;i&gt;fainted" but not dead. &lt;/i&gt;A little cruel for me. Well, maybe only for me. &lt;i&gt;LoL&lt;/i&gt;. After we cutting off the skin, we took the internal organs out and left the heart inside the frog's body. We can still see the tiny frog heart pumping with an empty stomach. Amazed scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the other hand, rat dissection is terrible. Stingy. Whole lab was full of blood smell. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, perhaps there is people who might think it's cruel that human dissect animals for nothing and it's a cruel thing. I did think that too.&lt;i&gt;Maybe only me. X.x&lt;/i&gt; Yet, lots of medical field used animals as experiment to save human life. It cant be says that human are cruel, or maybe says that human are selfish. Care only for human own-self benefits but not animals. World is full of prey and predators. Nothing comes without sacrifices.&lt;br /&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/9222309990469777250-6147908187429891304?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/6147908187429891304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=6147908187429891304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/6147908187429891304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/6147908187429891304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/answer.html' title='Answer'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCZI0AcBveI/AAAAAAAADNc/jwJEN8mNdmw/s72-c/frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-6331761553119917272</id><published>2010-06-26T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:59:34.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCWhOGO5-9I/AAAAAAAADMk/QN13rQWBtnA/s1600/frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCWhOGO5-9I/AAAAAAAADMk/QN13rQWBtnA/s320/frog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486968984584190930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess, what this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so &lt;i&gt;Not Free&lt;/i&gt; yet my itchy heart and hands asked me to try on Blogspot new template, thus, it turns my blog like how it looks like now. &lt;b&gt;=S&lt;/b&gt;. A little bit regret. Will it looks like very messy? I still prefer a simple one like last time. *&lt;i&gt;cries. No turning back.*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How time flies, it's almost July. 4 more days. Quizzes starts, assignments starts, reports starts. &lt;b&gt;=)&lt;/b&gt; Engineering students always get 3-6 hours sleep per day? When reports come all at one time, students got no time even for a 10 minutes nap. &lt;b&gt;=S&lt;/b&gt;. What a life... When Mid-term comes as well, I bet my school gonna full of zombies. We can play Plants VS Zombies game in school already that time. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&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/9222309990469777250-6331761553119917272?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/6331761553119917272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=6331761553119917272' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/6331761553119917272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/6331761553119917272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/guess.html' title='Guess'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCWhOGO5-9I/AAAAAAAADMk/QN13rQWBtnA/s72-c/frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-4541170488564803687</id><published>2010-06-22T22:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:53:03.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>I miss-placed you, I miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCDnC5tQZiI/AAAAAAAADMc/nekkYchAAoM/s1600/DSC02341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCDnC5tQZiI/AAAAAAAADMc/nekkYchAAoM/s320/DSC02341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485638383173658146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder how come I gained 1kg fats even I took only about 1 meal per day for the past a week. &lt;b&gt;=S &lt;/b&gt;Guess my weight? &lt;b&gt;=.=&lt;/b&gt; A disaster. Believe me not, once a while I weighed 82++kg. &lt;i&gt;haha. &lt;/i&gt;I know, pretty scary my figure shows 8- when I weighed myself. So, 1kg extra for me now is so &lt;i&gt;yucks&lt;/i&gt;. Please call me stop eating. I wanna my figure starts with 5-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna quarantine myself with my phone for 5 days. My bill reached RM150 before it reach a month. Mum is gonna kill me for sure. I better don't go back to hometown for a month. XD &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCDX5TMBFFI/AAAAAAAADMM/iG2_mqXd-4Y/s1600/nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCDX5TMBFFI/AAAAAAAADMM/iG2_mqXd-4Y/s320/nice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485621725540455506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm like a kid. I wish peoples to &lt;i&gt;tam &lt;/i&gt;me happy when I'm not happy. A little while is more than enough. Especially within this period. &lt;b&gt;=(&lt;/b&gt; Things doesn't come and go as I wish. Things stay and hurt as time pass by. I wonder why am I torturing myself for those unnecessary things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might smiling while talking, but you may not know how I wish to cry out loud for one time. I had forgotten how to define cry in my dictionary for ages. I had forgotten there is a you for me to cry on. Or maybe I miss-placed you to no where than I can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I'm on a vacation now. To an island. Laying on the sand, listening the sound of wave, staring at the night sky, the stars fall for me, insects playing songs and I'm relaxing. Perhaps, I will cry out everything in the island *&lt;i&gt;silently* &lt;/i&gt;if I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I was in my dreaming island now! &lt;b&gt;=)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not have any flowery writing skills, and doubt when only will I get it. I do not have a good writing skills, you can see grammar  mistakes all over the post. I do not have a place to express my feeling, thus here turns to a place that I can heart-to-heart talk to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCDX4bBXbkI/AAAAAAAADL8/n6C7jquUlQI/s1600/DSC01364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCDX4bBXbkI/AAAAAAAADL8/n6C7jquUlQI/s320/DSC01364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485621710463397442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss MiMi. Passed away on &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;Feb 10, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No more MiMi  sleep with me everyday when I get to back hometown on weekends. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Air-conditional room is much more better than cage right, MiMi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more MiMi waking me up, licking my face 8 in the morning to feed her breakfast. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;You must be hungry and starving everytime I woke up late right, MiMi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more MiMi accompany me middle of the night, watching me online or homework beside me. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I love you watching me besides me, do you know that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more MiMi pee at every corner of my house. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;When you're still new to my house&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more MiMi makes me happy. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Every sadness wipes aways by your kisses and licking on my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more MiMi for walks.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; A good accompanier in the evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more MiMi in my life. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I miss you. Do you miss me too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you found a nicer owner who treats you well in another world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCDX3o1uJ7I/AAAAAAAADLs/EW2seJx8nVE/s1600/Image333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCDX3o1uJ7I/AAAAAAAADLs/EW2seJx8nVE/s320/Image333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485621696992782258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this photo even I look super duper big size in this. The purpose I uploaded this was to wish the &lt;i&gt;Tiny &lt;/i&gt;beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;HapPy Birthday, Crocodile. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Amy and me used to call her crocodile, had forgot why.&lt;br /&gt;I posted &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;not gonna wish you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; post on her Facebook wall. I know she can't view it till Thursday because China blocked facebook. &lt;b&gt;X.x&lt;/b&gt; She's on a vacation in China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Croc, I wished you here. If you get to read this. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I feel bad for can't get to celebrate birthday for the two pretty besties this year.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;grow taller&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; get slimmer&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;don't so blur anymore&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;fetch me gai gai more&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt; don't so busy anymore&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;don't reject me so much for gathering anymore&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;don't so tam jiak anymore&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;i&gt;no french fries in the middle of the night*&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;stay pretty&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;stay healthy and wealthy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt; stay happy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;MISS ME MORE&lt;/span&gt;, etc.etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-4541170488564803687?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/4541170488564803687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=4541170488564803687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4541170488564803687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/4541170488564803687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-placed-you-i-miss-you.html' title='I miss-placed you, I miss you'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TCDnC5tQZiI/AAAAAAAADMc/nekkYchAAoM/s72-c/DSC02341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3702476946008899851</id><published>2010-06-20T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T02:45:07.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>It's all about sushi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TB0Gi9ddxZI/AAAAAAAADLU/FuGlyFuDvJ4/s1600/Photo0730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TB0Gi9ddxZI/AAAAAAAADLU/FuGlyFuDvJ4/s320/Photo0730.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484547118890599826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Say welcome back to my SE W595 and say B.Y.E to almost mine Nokia E72. We got no faith. Will get you when this end its life. Hopefully I'm not the one purposely end its life but itself choose to leave me. LoLx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across a senior's handmade homepage and spotted these little yummy sushis! Perhaps this called &lt;i&gt;love at first sight&lt;/i&gt;! Reserved few sushis hanger from her yet I gave all to my friends before I get to snap photos of other sushis. &lt;b&gt;=(&lt;/b&gt; Thanks Wan Ling! &lt;b&gt;=) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The re-alive of my Sony phone allows me to snap till I faint, sms till my fingers drop, MMS food photos to make people starve, &lt;/s&gt;talk to G.U.Ys for hours&lt;/s&gt;........ I should stop finding and sending the fatty sms or MMS already! &lt;b&gt;X.x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TB0Gh7xk5SI/AAAAAAAADLM/BsyxZ70MRk0/s1600/DSC02493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TB0Gh7xk5SI/AAAAAAAADLM/BsyxZ70MRk0/s320/DSC02493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484547101258212642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last week, two of my friends offered Karate Kid and Sushi King. I rejected. And the fatty says why am I so stupid to reject them. =s. Because fatty always paid for my expensive meals. LoLx. I know, I'm bad. Well, can't help with it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sushi bonanza months ago was the last time I stepped into Sushi King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Amy called me up when I was halfway doing my experiment report which believe will take ages to complete it for a shops. This girl, got boyfriend don't want me, boyfriend out of state straight come for me. &lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;/i&gt; And so bad, I dumped my reports and went out with her! &lt;b&gt;=s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food almost make us faint once we reached shopping center. KFC's fried chickens, McDonald's burgers, etc.etc. We get hungrier and hungrier every move we shop thus we decide head back to our housing area Tesco and chilled a little while at Sushi King! *&lt;i&gt;yummies&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a photo contest which require us to snap a meal photo in Sushi King and I thinking is the photo above fulfilled the requirement? There is no wrong my sushi hanger is hungry too right? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TB0Gg-DRg3I/AAAAAAAADK8/n_WFEdtG8bs/s1600/DSC02537_natural.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TB0Gg-DRg3I/AAAAAAAADK8/n_WFEdtG8bs/s320/DSC02537_natural.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484547084689441650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I changed my hairstyle. Not sushi hairstyle okay? The post title can be ignore starts from now. &lt;b&gt;=.=&lt;/b&gt; I extended my super duper short hair with a curl wig which gonna give out to someone very very soon. Long hair or short hair or curly hair suit me more?? I totally in love with the wigs when I saw bunch of it in a shop. &lt;b&gt;=) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promoter who helped me wear the wig was so damn jealous on my soft and nice hair. *&lt;i&gt;show off a bit&lt;/i&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep my hair longer and curl it. I wanna perm my hair. My.upcoming.new.year.wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the wig, I got a crazy idea and surprise to someone who I believe she going to get an unforgettable birthday! Stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my weak self-control. I gonna face my two un-finished reports and infinite un-finished tutorials. How I gonna finish it all in less than 24 hours + my undone weekend works at home? *&lt;i&gt;cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't understand why you're the only one keep on disagree and blaming me on everything even you say you aren't. I might be not as mature as you, Okay, I memang immature if comparing with you, So?&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why happiness second before can causes sadness second after. We aren't suppose to talk at first perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry, but I'm unhappy for unreasonable blame-ness. Can't you just stop these?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3702476946008899851?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3702476946008899851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3702476946008899851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3702476946008899851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3702476946008899851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-all-about-sushi.html' title='It&apos;s all about sushi!'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TB0Gi9ddxZI/AAAAAAAADLU/FuGlyFuDvJ4/s72-c/Photo0730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3680651298107325892</id><published>2010-06-16T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T01:07:16.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emO'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBep-LQiLcI/AAAAAAAADK0/Sa9cvxL2-_M/s1600/DSC03253_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBep-LQiLcI/AAAAAAAADK0/Sa9cvxL2-_M/s320/DSC03253_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483037956985990594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm moody, I'm sad. I'm tension, I'm anxious. Stressing up and giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my listener, be my side.&lt;br /&gt;Lend me your shoulders, I wanna cry on it.&lt;br /&gt;Lend me your hugs, I need some comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wipe my tears and cheer me up, all I need was just a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my clown, be my star.&lt;br /&gt;Endless wishes, were just a simple wish of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Endless wants, were just a simple want that you will never leave.&lt;br /&gt;Turns my dreams on and I promise, you won't be disappointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my timer, be my guider.&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up from dreams, it's time for a brand new day.&lt;br /&gt;Wake me up from mistakes, it's a need to lead me to the correct path of life.&lt;br /&gt;Lead me and hold me tight, don't let go until my last breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: when your sign gonna turns green and available for me? &lt;b&gt;=)&lt;/b&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/9222309990469777250-3680651298107325892?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3680651298107325892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3680651298107325892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3680651298107325892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3680651298107325892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBep-LQiLcI/AAAAAAAADK0/Sa9cvxL2-_M/s72-c/DSC03253_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-968383583582337413</id><published>2010-06-14T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:40:41.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not about world cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBUe6-0oaiI/AAAAAAAADKs/FVNvW5PPCy4/s1600/i2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBUe6-0oaiI/AAAAAAAADKs/FVNvW5PPCy4/s320/i2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482322120038443554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* I-City evening view*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's 2.10 am. 20 more minutes for another World Cup match &lt;i&gt;huh&lt;/i&gt;? Germany Vs Australia?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I stayed up so late for tutorial but not world cup. Have been slacked for 5 days, do nothing and a little regret and feel sorry for the time I wasted. &lt;b&gt;@.@ &lt;/b&gt; Alvon says my life got no entertainment when he heard I stare at tutorials again. &lt;b&gt;=.=&lt;/b&gt; Looking at tutorial for hours and I can just finish 1 question out of 5 of it. Stupidity really have to medicine to cure to? =( I think it can be cure by human habits. &lt;i&gt;Not negative one lar of course.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say IF we bang wall, not we're the one getting hurt but the wall is the one will collapse due to most of our nice tall building built with insufficient materials. &lt;b&gt;=s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;The construction of Klang bridge takes years time and its current status was only &lt;i&gt;Nearly&lt;/i&gt; complete. I wonder how many years to take it to be completed. Dad don't like to bring us to Klang for shops just because of jamming for &lt;i&gt;years okay? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; Well, the almost completed status do make Klang peoples less frustrated with the jamming perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I have not shopping for weeks! My printer ran out of inks and I not even have time for new inks even it only required 5 minutes distance from my house to shopping center and another 5 minutes to step in, buy, step out from shopping center. What a busy life &lt;s&gt;with nothing to busy with&lt;/s&gt;? I want shoppings and movies badly. An hour or maybe 30 minutes is more than enough for me. Restless and breathless life I got lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Installed E-books to my phone! Now I won't be emo in komuter all way long to KL or way from KL to Klang. &lt;b&gt;=)&lt;/b&gt; Emo do kills.&lt;br /&gt;I got no saving at all after my week 2 ended. Poor me. Cashless and yet so much event to attend to. &lt;b&gt;@.@ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I can feel, my english level never increase but decreases from time to time. I spend more time on chemicals, calculation but not theories and grammer. &lt;b&gt;@.@&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Urgh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;I should have a nice sleep now instead of typing craps and so on here. A little update which I wanted to update but not really sure what to update with. It turned up like this in the end. x.X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/9222309990469777250-968383583582337413?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/968383583582337413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=968383583582337413' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/968383583582337413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/968383583582337413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-not-about-world-cup.html' title='It&apos;s not about world cup'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBUe6-0oaiI/AAAAAAAADKs/FVNvW5PPCy4/s72-c/i2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-3716125544929094311</id><published>2010-06-13T01:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T03:48:49.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day with friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Dig a hole and jump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBPHQwjcz8I/AAAAAAAADKk/_ejZpr4b9bg/s1600/30060_397423774723_626849723_4224953_2234373_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBPHQwjcz8I/AAAAAAAADKk/_ejZpr4b9bg/s320/30060_397423774723_626849723_4224953_2234373_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481944262165450690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel like digging a big hole and jump into it. My day destroyed by just a simple word. &lt;i&gt;laugh at me lar you.&lt;/i&gt; Stop that!! I saying it in Hokkien and the person thinking it in English. What a totally different meaning! Cyber world, you make my life miserable. Word contain meanings, human twist the meaning around. &lt;b&gt;@.@ &lt;/b&gt;A same word with different meaning gonna let me laugh by someone for the rest of my life already. I don't want!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had register myself for Muet exam end of this year. I wonder why my university need us to take Muet with passing rate at least band &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I heard PA system during Muet exam always bad in quality, which means we can hardly hear what the radio playing  on. The only thing we can do is shoot or sense on what the radio playing. Feel quite worry for the test as my school doesn't offer any class for it and thus I don't know how I gonna sit for it!!&lt;br /&gt;Any why Chemical Engineering need to learn Circuit Theory as lecturer says Chemical Engineering students just have to study it for the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;sick of university requirement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;=.=&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how peoples memorize and understand japanese words. It's tough and confusing. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003333;"&gt;Anata, okimasu!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Understand? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBPHQh-C39I/AAAAAAAADKc/QyItQhRiz1w/s1600/DSC05943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBPHQh-C39I/AAAAAAAADKc/QyItQhRiz1w/s320/DSC05943.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481944258250465234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Second birthday celebration of the week.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt; *Will post another birthday celebration later..*&lt;/span&gt; Cake is fattening yet I had 2 this week! I'm growing rounder and wider like &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;no limits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;i&gt;Okay lar&lt;/i&gt;, I repeated this for don't know how many times already. Just.. &lt;i&gt;Ignore&lt;/i&gt; me. &lt;b&gt;XD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's Swee Poh pre-birthday celebration which also primary school gathering. I always leave comment for primary school mates who I have not meet for 7 or 8 years when I able to added them into Facebook. And the replies I always got was "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt; You're the one always not appear on gathering now says not see-ing me since after Standard 6&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;@.@ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I turned up this time with Jessie picked me up from PJ, dropped me home for dress up and fetch me to Fairies Cafe.&lt;b&gt; =)&lt;/b&gt; 11&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;out of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt; d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;on't know how many peoples in our class already) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;turned up this time and it was a super duper nice fantastic gathering! First meet after 8 years!&lt;br /&gt;I'm bad. Keep on racist joke on Viknesh who is the only Indian in our class last time. Lin Yee just can't stop camwhore till her phone memory full. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;. Chee Meng says he stay in police station when Viknesh says he stay somewhere near police station. Swee Poh keep on bully Hui Ping. Etc, etc. &lt;b&gt;=s&lt;/b&gt; Lame jokes we had, we exchanged numbers, we promised meet up more.&lt;br /&gt;This is my first meet up with you guys after years, I promise I will meet up with you guys more whenever I able to do so. Can't wait for the second meet up! A day to remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls always wondering why guys so addicted to FOOTBALL. As it was the first match for world Cup, guys just cant distract their eyes from TV screen. What so &lt;i&gt;chi gek&lt;/i&gt; about 22 peoples chasing a ball on a huge football field? I bet most of girls, + me of course, don't understand it. &lt;b&gt;X.x &lt;/b&gt;Chee Meng missed the goal moment while he replying on our question and blamed on girls. No worries, got replay. &lt;b&gt;=.=&lt;/b&gt; Girls are not even bother looking at the screen and continue talking like there is no Football fans. &lt;i&gt;lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBPHP6nYtqI/AAAAAAAADKU/tvBm0V1W8tw/s1600/DSC05933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBPHP6nYtqI/AAAAAAAADKU/tvBm0V1W8tw/s320/DSC05933.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481944247686444706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo of me and Swee Poh.&lt;br /&gt;None of us can recognize him!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how much he changed.&lt;br /&gt;From a fatty last time, to a handsome guy!&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;Drive &lt;b&gt;Honda Accord &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;rich &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I heard!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone interested?&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee, a &lt;b&gt;good &lt;/b&gt;guy..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;A joke in class:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nicole, don't you feel cold? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;*with my sweater on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;*After a minute*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I know why you're not cold d. Coz you're Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;*Almost fainted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can get what I trying to say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-3716125544929094311?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/3716125544929094311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=3716125544929094311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3716125544929094311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/3716125544929094311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/dig-hole-and-jump.html' title='Dig a hole and jump'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TBPHQwjcz8I/AAAAAAAADKk/_ejZpr4b9bg/s72-c/30060_397423774723_626849723_4224953_2234373_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-2903284502105798183</id><published>2010-06-09T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:40:24.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><title type='text'>my "hush puppy" lecturer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TA-XcXUYHGI/AAAAAAAADKM/DwTCwSSW9dU/s1600/pb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TA-XcXUYHGI/AAAAAAAADKM/DwTCwSSW9dU/s320/pb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480765785084796002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I personally think that my "&lt;i&gt;hush puppy" &lt;/i&gt;lecturer love &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; jokes a lot.I wonder is he really trying to make the class more interesting or he just making fun with students. =.=. He says:" &lt;i&gt;Girls, don't wear very short skirt because guys love to look the bottom part."&lt;/i&gt; Is it true enough? Million ways to get students paying attention in class and perhaps yellow jokes is the best way out of the million? &lt;i&gt;haha. I don't know. &lt;/i&gt;I can only say 12 more weeks for yellow jokes. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just kill myself off due to my stupidity on studies. Tutorial 1 in every subjects do enough to kill me, drown me, burn me alive. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. Almost fainted when saw &lt;i&gt;resistor, current, voltage&lt;/i&gt; in a super duper complicated circuit and it was just warming up for us. @.@ I almost forget everything about Numerical Method &amp;amp; Statistic. Can't even answer them who can't do the tutorial and asking for help. X.x I need a bigger MEMORY STORAGE! Have to keep on revising but the only thing I view on myself was &lt;i&gt;I keep slacking and do nothing.&lt;/i&gt; Argh~ &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;gila kuasa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;a lion which starved for food for centuries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Went for a club meeting this evening and I never saw such a person who so wanted for a post. Keep on asking for post throughout the meeting. Who cares whether you're senior or junior, as long as you are capable, I will vote you&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;Not really interest with giving posts for seniors because they're going to graduate earlier than us. Super duper disgust by your &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;not-so-humble&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;attitude. Biggest regret for voted you &lt;i&gt;man.&lt;/i&gt;. No next time. The scariest meeting I ever attended so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemicals are potentially dangerous. So am I too~ =) Ignorance always turns me from inflammable to highly flammable. Disappointment always turn me from non-toxic to toxic. I'm the chemical which having the characteristic of highly flammable, highly reactive, toxic, low melting and boiling point, etc etc. =) Know me well know me more if you know chemistry. &lt;i&gt;LOL.&lt;/i&gt; Apa ni~ @.@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-2903284502105798183?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/2903284502105798183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=2903284502105798183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2903284502105798183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/2903284502105798183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-hush-puppy-lecturer.html' title='my &quot;hush puppy&quot; lecturer'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TA-XcXUYHGI/AAAAAAAADKM/DwTCwSSW9dU/s72-c/pb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-5203380814455151446</id><published>2010-06-07T02:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T03:00:58.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni lifE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>sounds a lot, but only 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's two twenty in the morning, gonna have classes starts on 9am. Just done with this weeks homework and watched IP Man 2. &lt;b&gt;=)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;This week's homework&lt;/span&gt; sounds a lot, but only&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; tutorial to finish up actually.&lt;b&gt; ==&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I have total up &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;17 lab reports, 3 quizzes, 8 assignments, 8 tests minimum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; this semester. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ini baru kira typical uni life&lt;/span&gt;. I'm jobless go and count all that. LOL. &lt;/i&gt;God bless me please, must be real damn hardworking in order to do well in final. &lt;b&gt;=s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dream I had last night. I dreamed Lee Kiong left comment in my Facebook wall post asked me to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;smile. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;LOL.&lt;/i&gt; How come he never left it for me in real life? X.x&lt;i&gt;What a dream what a dream.&lt;/i&gt; God also beh tahan I emo already I think... &lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;/i&gt; I'm okay this few days, no more imbalance meals &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;I ate quite a lot. Oh, fats.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;, no more tears &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;I smile, even if mood might distract me a little while but no big deal)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;Everyone is crapping with me in Facebook. I think over thousand comments I dropped within a week. Craps and still craps. Re-read comments make me laugh. &lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My status on "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Dinesh, I need ecstasy..LOL&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; do freak him out? haha. Added with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;drugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;after that. He gonna faint made by me. &lt;b&gt;XD XD XD&lt;/b&gt; I'm a good girl. No drugs, no ecstasy, no cigarette, etc, etc. No worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wardrobe seem messy and empty and full with old clothes again. I facing lack of clothes problems again. &lt;b&gt;=( &lt;/b&gt;I need more clothes, I need more shoes, I need more money. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. I need some shopping plans, not only keep on facing lecture notes.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Starbucks, few century I didn't get to pay some visit to my lovely coffee place already. I miss chocolate-butter waffle, always pass by LRT station, smell the waffle but never bought it. I miss Secret Recipe cakes, &lt;/span&gt;whatever &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;cakes they sell, I love. I wanna eat sushi! sushi sushi..&lt;b&gt;=) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only think, as I keep gaining weight like no-one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little sister:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt; Jie, long hair or short hair nicer? U keep on say warm and tied up your hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;Of course long hair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;. I so fat, long hair can cover up half of my face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;Then I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt; can look slimmer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TAvuiCMizBI/AAAAAAAADKE/jWvMYtizp5A/s1600/m10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TAvuiCMizBI/AAAAAAAADKE/jWvMYtizp5A/s320/m10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479735640098786322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See, I told you so. &lt;i&gt;LOL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TAvuhugFVqI/AAAAAAAADJ8/9nj5e9xGUoU/s1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TAvuhugFVqI/AAAAAAAADJ8/9nj5e9xGUoU/s320/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479735634812032674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still can't forget about my snowman &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;BOYFRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;=s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;我想说 我抱歉 我想说 我想念；但 你已是曾经 你已是过去..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9222309990469777250-5203380814455151446?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/5203380814455151446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=5203380814455151446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5203380814455151446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/5203380814455151446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/sounds-lot-but-only-1.html' title='sounds a lot, but only 1'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TAvuiCMizBI/AAAAAAAADKE/jWvMYtizp5A/s72-c/m10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-761214756071927945</id><published>2010-06-03T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:56:43.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap-ing'/><title type='text'>How time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TAe4U1aXiYI/AAAAAAAADJs/9mjidt-tUAA/s1600/m2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TAe4U1aXiYI/AAAAAAAADJs/9mjidt-tUAA/s320/m2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478550139794065794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How time flies? Talking about school, after tomorrow week 1 officially end.in 99383746 hours time.&lt;i&gt;lol.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;=) &lt;/b&gt;It's time to buy bloody expensive text books again. &lt;b&gt;=(  &lt;/b&gt;4 hours break every Wednesday and 6 hours break on Thursday is gonna take my life so so so soon. Not gonna elaborate more, enough for school things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, peoples around me tend to make me feel insecure. I wonder why too sometimes. It's not a good thing I'm so sure of it. When you're closer to me, I tend to step backward. The more you closer to me, the stronger the afraid I feel. All these turn me into &lt;i&gt;so not me.&lt;/i&gt; I don't know who I am anymore, it's just not the one who I am use to be. Everything turns out a word to describe. Afraid. I strongly believe that I doesn't think too much sometimes, or perhaps I did. But reality do made me think like that. The fears, the ignorance, the tears, the feelings. A friend says, no matter how sad you are, you have to smile in front of peoples. Keep reminding myself, I can make it. Just smile. No big deal. Yet, every time I told myself be strong, I move a step back. Promise me don't lost again, Happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy's birthday in 1hour and 15 minutes time. A best friend of mine. A bit headache on what present to buy for her since she got loves one already, owed a car already, excellent in study already, have a stable salary already even though still studying. Everything she needs, she had it. &lt;i&gt;Haha.&lt;/i&gt; What should Missy and me buy her then? Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, &lt;i&gt;ehem..&lt;/i&gt;Leng lui, happy advanced birthday to you first. Sorry for can't make it to celebrate with you on 12am sharp tonight due to my morning classes on tomorrow. =( I know you miss me and you know I miss you too. I wanna be your best friend for the rest of my life, even though we gather much more lesser compared with last time, yet technology always keep us close *f&lt;i&gt;orget about Missy who always didn't reply our sms-es, and calls.haha&lt;/i&gt;* I wish you all the best in everything, your family, your loved one, and of course our friendships. Thanks to everything you  had done to me, I appreciate it a lot, thanks to your endless accompanies, I enjoyed the laughters and time I spent with you. &lt;i&gt;Happy Advanced Birthday!!!!!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我期待  明天的明天的明天&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;不会再数着  我们还要沉默多少天&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;感觉是对的  猜测也是对的  会害怕是应该的&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;安全感没了  信任没了  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;今天的我们  剩下的  仅仅是 各走各路&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/9222309990469777250-761214756071927945?l=missalienma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/feeds/761214756071927945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9222309990469777250&amp;postID=761214756071927945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/761214756071927945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9222309990469777250/posts/default/761214756071927945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalienma.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-time-flies.html' title='How time flies'/><author><name>michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12147584052285378013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TLDKJGv3ZgI/AAAAAAAADhE/Kj6qrndIZto/S220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TAe4U1aXiYI/AAAAAAAADJs/9mjidt-tUAA/s72-c/m2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222309990469777250.post-7968599853788743781</id><published>2010-05-31T23:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:30:59.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifE'/><title type='text'>Dealing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TAPPXADiQeI/AAAAAAAADJc/38ErRy5zipQ/s1600/me1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BqWew82XGfE/TAPPXADiQeI/AAAAAAAADJc/38ErRy5zipQ/s320/me1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477449565871423970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This photo is super duper fake, because I Photoshop-ed it. &lt;b&gt;=)&lt;/b&gt; I'm honest. LOL. Photoshop-ed photo for first time. X.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy for dealing with the &lt;s&gt;leng zai&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;handsome&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;bangau&lt;/i&gt; I do not need to tell him things as long as I &lt;b&gt;=)&lt;/b&gt;. I wonder how an engagement in Facebook can turned into an argument. &lt;i&gt;Sweat enough&lt;/i&gt;. I did count the last time you say " &lt;i&gt;We better don't talk to each other d.Mood will always affected when we talk." &lt;/i&gt;is 4 months long we ended up not talking to each other. Internet connection in Malaysia is so damn WORSE, NO QUALITY, KEEP DISCONNECT ( especially KL area) till we're keep on misunderstand each other by not receiving msgs on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school, lecture hall's air-conditioner is not functioning. &lt;i&gt;Warm die everyone&lt;/i&gt;. Roasted human we became for that two hours. This is how they welcome students back to university. Wasn't too bad yet, 3 assignments for the first lecture class I got today. Lecture plans for Instrumental Analysis is kinda crazy some-more. It freaks me out a little bit. o.O Went KLCC with Hui Jie and Zhen Jin right after class. Thanks Nicole for helped me 
