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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="color1"&gt;I was born on a &lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="color1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="color2"&gt;My date of conception was probably &lt;b&gt;31st May 1991&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="color2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color3"&gt;I've seen &lt;b&gt;5&lt;/b&gt; leap years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="color3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color4"&gt;My Zodiac Sign is &lt;b&gt;Pisces&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color5"&gt;My Chinese Zodiac Sign is &lt;b&gt;Monkey&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color6"&gt;My Ruling Planet is &lt;b&gt;Neptune&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color7"&gt;My Birthstone is &lt;b&gt;Amethyst&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color8"&gt;My Birth Flower is &lt;b&gt;Violet&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color9"&gt;My Birth Tree is &lt;b&gt;Pine Tree&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="color9"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="color10"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="color10"&gt;My Birth Number is &lt;b&gt;8&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color11"&gt;Time till my next Birthday &lt;b&gt;225 days 12 hours 18 mins&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="link"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color12"&gt;My Lucky Color is &lt;b&gt;Sea Green or Turquoise&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="color12"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color13"&gt;My Lucky Day is &lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="color13"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="color"&gt;My Lucky Number is &lt;b&gt;Three or Six&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-2212572204950141499?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/2212572204950141499/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=2212572204950141499&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/2212572204950141499?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/2212572204950141499?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-facts-about-me.html" title="Random facts about me." /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AGR30_fyp7ImA9WxFVF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-5862180336230175766</id><published>2010-06-17T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T14:22:06.347+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-17T14:22:06.347+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just For Laughs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo Outburst" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Totally Pointless Rants" /><title>the I Cannot Tahan list</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just suddenly thought of doing a list facts. Muahaha&amp;nbsp; X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan smokers smoking in non-smoking area. Are you blind? There's a sign board there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when Eugene hogs the bathroom. And he purposely taking his time in there when I desperately must go in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan guys randomly messaging girls on social network. God please make sure they'll remain dateless forever if they keep doing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan guys being too forward and asking for girls's number in the virtual world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan whoever donates 5 cents instead of the RM50 notes in their wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan students who pretend to be poor everytime I ask for the one ringgit class fund.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when they pretend to forget that they owed me $$$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan people who sweet-talk others into working for them. I'm not your slave. Okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;9.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan drivers who cannot park their cars properly and appropriately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;10.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan drivers who hog two parking spaces.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;11.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan people who shamelessly say they are freakingly cute all the time. Once in a while it's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;12.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan sarcastic bitch. God please seal their mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;13.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan friends telling me to chill when I'm angry. I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;14.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when she thinks she's right even though 9 out 10 thinks that she's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;15.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan lousy customers service. If so "beh song", you might as well don't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;16.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan being cooped up in my home during the school hols. I'll literally go mad. I need to hang out with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;17.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan girls laughing at other people's misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;18.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan girls bragging about their bfs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;19.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan aunties bragging on how rich and successful their children are. Okay, auntie, I get it, your children earns 6-7 figures income and blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;20.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan people who are "kedekut ilmu". My goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;21.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when my amah's Thai curry chicken decided to have a wild party in my stomach. Still, I love her curry chicken. I think my stomach is not engineered to digest spicy food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;22.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when my parents lectured me early in the morning. Because it will severely ruin my suppose-to-be-an-awesome day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;23.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan strangers who unneccessarily tag me in her products' photos. Should not have accepted their friend request in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;24.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when I'm money-less and not getting what I want when I want it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;25.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan eating steamboat for 3 meals in a row for 3 consecutive days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;26.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when two persona bitchin' each other behind their back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;27.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan MCA partly because I think they don't really do anything for us Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;28.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan eating in darn lousy kopitiam mainly because once they forgot my order. And stupidly I waited for 45 minutes. Okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;29.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan kopitiam that locked their toilet and don't allow their customers to use it. Just because they are too lazy to clean up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;30.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan disgusting toilet. Especially toilet bowl with shit stains in it. Clumps of hair everywhere. As though someone had chemotheraphy there. How can I shit in such condition! But I figured shit stains on toilet bowl are always better than shit stains on my pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;31.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan not gentleman man. They shamelessly don't give up their seats for amah and pregnant ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;32.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan myself having frustrating impulse to say things on the spot without thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;33.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when parents think that blogging is for lifeless people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;34.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan pimple. I hope someone can kill me with a fork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;35.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when I get excluded from a group of friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;36.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan my mom who cannot tahan camwhore-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;37.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when the guy I crushed on giving me hints that's not into me. Wth. I hope someday bird shits drops on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;38.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan Malaysian education system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;39.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan Indonesians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;40.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan guys' obssession over Ultraman, Superman or whatever "man" that existed on the market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;41.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan co-ed school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;42.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when I'm grounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;43.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan my mom when she cannot tahan seeing me facebook-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;44.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan football.In fact I cannot tahan World Cup. Don't understand the whole World Cup fever thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;45.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan when I can't blend in among the Chinese girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;46.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan girls who purposely talk in a soft tone. Just because she thinks it's cutesy. But isn't it frustrating to talk to them and have them reply in such dulcet tone that you can't hear a thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;47.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan Cikgu Sofia and Cikgu Norma. They are the most insane teachers I've ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;48.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan teachers who show favour to intelligent students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;49.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan my temper. Who I've actually inherit this from? Papa? No Mommy? Maybe both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;50.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I cannot tahan Justin Bieber. Everyone's talking about him. I don't get it. Ok I'm going to hell *resigned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ol style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-5862180336230175766?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/5862180336230175766/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=5862180336230175766&amp;isPopup=true" title="20 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/5862180336230175766?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/5862180336230175766?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cannot-tahan-list_17.html" title="the I Cannot Tahan list" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMCSX8_fSp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-6635612253901892236</id><published>2010-06-16T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:47:48.145+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T15:47:48.145+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo Outburst" /><title>Achy Breaky Heart</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;How could this happen to me? It was supposed to be a bl&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ast like every other outing. And it wasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; Boo-hoo. To be honest, I was looking forward for this outing partly because I felt hurt yesterday as I found out that the Convent chinese gang in my school&amp;nbsp; wasn't inviting me for their outing on this Saturday. T____T Only me. Felt left out. :C Oh well, I can never blend in with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And today was by far the most friggin' pissed off day I've ever gone through. And this is why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; One by one turned down the invitation for this outing. Six of them. Grrr. Okay, now it's seven of them. Just received her text messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;GODDAMMIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;. T___T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay fantastic. Whaddayouknow, the outing is officially cancelled. And here I am stuck at my room with nothing exciting to do. I'll literally will go mad if I was forced to stay at home during school hols&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; I feel like a Sim whose mood baris dangerously red. I need to hang out with friends! Geddit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So, please tqah, I beg you to try your best for this Saturday's outing. Please. There'll be only you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It was so silly of me to think that they'll turn up for this. :// And I even wrapped the winged heart origami nicely to give it to her. Sigh. I'm desperately need to get fresh air. I need to go out. My father's suspension from work is getting me down. And also my family financial status. Life has pretty must frustrating. What's more it makes me so tired that I do not want to get out of my bed. It used to be easy to cheer myself up. Even a small chunk of chocolate can make me happy for the whole day. But it no longer so as I've grown up. It's complicated. Or am I the one that making it complicated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ahhh, whatever. Life sucks at times. I think I should just stop whining and talk about interesting things to cheer me up. But, ummm there's nothing interesting things to talk about. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-6635612253901892236?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/6635612253901892236/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=6635612253901892236&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/6635612253901892236?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/6635612253901892236?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/06/achy-breaky-heart.html" title="Achy Breaky Heart" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ANRHw9eyp7ImA9WxFVFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-8856121924810340841</id><published>2010-05-26T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:29:55.263+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:29:55.263+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Good Time Girlfriends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo Outburst" /><title>Pra-U1 Alfa :]</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs294.snc3/28374_1194454560951_1816066637_375120_2077966_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs294.snc3/28374_1194454560951_1816066637_375120_2077966_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I stole this from my ex-monitor's album. It was taken on Hui Nee's birthday. By the way, where's the other picture with six of us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Syeik, Fana and Ella left SAHC next day after the birthday party. And next was Hanif. I miss them so much. I'm the newly appointed assistant monitor for this class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thaqif as our class monitor. Hopefully, Thaqif won't leave SAHC.Like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-8856121924810340841?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/8856121924810340841/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=8856121924810340841&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/8856121924810340841?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/8856121924810340841?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/pra-u1-alfa.html" title="Pra-U1 Alfa :]" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08MQ3w5fSp7ImA9WxFVFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-2337923870423472292</id><published>2010-05-24T19:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:31:22.225+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:31:22.225+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo Outburst" /><title>It's Complicated :[</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I thought I'm mature enough to control my feelings but it wasn't. I'm 18 but far from being a grown-up like everyone else. I wonder when will I start acting like a grown-up. More often than not, I told myself not to be such a crybaby. But again and again I came up with various lame excuses when in truth I'm a crybaby, no doubt. Like everyone else, I laugh when I'm thrilled beyond words, I cry when my emotions ran high. And my&amp;nbsp; biggest weakness I can never keep my emotions in check. Past few weeks, my life shattered. And I was on the verge of giving up my studies. I'm all alone and felt somewhat lost. I've yet to share this with Yue. &lt;a href="http://atiekah178.blogspot.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Tqah&lt;/a&gt; knew about this last Thursday. But I doubt whether she understands how serious this would be.&amp;nbsp; My father has been suspended from his work as an Executive three weeks ago. A colleague of his accused my father of misusing company's money.&amp;nbsp; I swear to God my father would never do such a thing. He's been working at that company since he was a 17-year-old boy. He started off as a store worker. Promotions after promotions until he's finally&amp;nbsp; an Executive. Basically, we aren't able to survive merely on my mom's salary. Too bad. That's explains why I'm so emotional these past few weeks. And why I can't keep my emotions in check during Biology. Yeah, when I cry, I can't stop crying. Darn it! Before I could digest what Hanif whispered to me, my vision turns blur and tears fell from the corner of my eyes despite all the efforts to control it. I have to turn my tear stained face to the side and look through blurred, saline-flooded vision at elsewhere. Why is it that I can be reduced to blubbering messes, while others don’t seem to let out even a sniffle? I was sad that &lt;a href="http://withlovefana.blogspot.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;she&lt;/a&gt; had to go. It is better to be in chains with friends than to be in garden with strangers. Yes, no? And sometimes I do cry for no particular reason. Weird but it's true. Hell-yeah I'm officially a crybaby. Anyway, I was somewhat embarrassed when my classmates are staring at me. Ugghh. Mind your own frigging business.&amp;nbsp; You don't have the right to judge me. All you need to do is to make me laugh or console me. Muahaha. I bet people who simply read my blog would think that I'm a needy. Wth. Certainly not. &lt;i&gt;Yes, you are! &lt;/i&gt;LOLS, I'm not! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even though our path may change as life goes along but the bond between friends remains ever strong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. Adios to all my friends. Muacks. XOXO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-2337923870423472292?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/2337923870423472292/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=2337923870423472292&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/2337923870423472292?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/2337923870423472292?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-complicated_24.html" title="It's Complicated :[" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFSH8-eip7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-2308971767116096314</id><published>2010-05-24T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:33:39.152+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:33:39.152+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo Outburst" /><title>It's Complicated</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wish that I can find a guy friend that can listen and talk to me for long hours. Not he's the one that nudge me and ended chatting with me for few minutes and disappear without saying goodbye. Or I'm the one has to nudge him instead. I'm kinda jealous with &lt;a href="http://atiekah178.blogspot.com/"&gt;tqah&lt;/a&gt; who has two superb guy friends whom she calls them little brother. And I know that whenever she's unhappy, they'll be there for her. I'm going through a period of time which is the hardest thing for a 18-year-old girl like me. Not a single friend know about this yet partly because I don't have the courage to bring up this issue in front of my friends. I'm afraid. I can't find anyone to talk to. it's not that I don't have reliable friend. I do have. A few of them. But every time I want to talk to them about my problems, they are either in super happy mood or super sad mood. well, if hey are in super happy mood, it'll be harsh to spoil their current mood. And if they are in super sad mood, it'll be even harsh to make them to listen to me. So what if they are equally happy and sad? It'll end up I'm being a joker to make them super happy. Don't believe that I'm a joker? If you are one of my new friends, I'm a maniac girl. I might not be as hilarious like Yin Joe Lynn, but I'm still a qualified joker in my Form 5's class. Read &lt;a href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-i-use-facebook-to-make-her-happy.html" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. I told you so. LOLS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've been thinking of posting a job vacancy for quite some time ago. However, i have financial issues. Wish that I have money to hire someone for this. But, at this moment I can't pay you anything. Who's willing to be my 24-hour listener? Preferably a loyal one who will keep his or her mouth shuts. Anyone? I'll be a loyal listener in return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wth. Maybe I should just...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Like Yue's Kiki boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-2308971767116096314?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/2308971767116096314/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=2308971767116096314&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/2308971767116096314?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/2308971767116096314?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-complicated.html" title="It's Complicated" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pte2XO66Nwg/RnfVsWfDMKI/AAAAAAAAAwI/zj16whkXcyg/s72-c/funny_office_poster.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcDSX45eCp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-1814766879494468257</id><published>2010-05-24T15:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:34:38.020+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:34:38.020+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Artsy-Farsty" /><title>Ngehehe :]</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-sjc1/hs658.snc3/32500_128101900540588_100000223368813_349853_4324516_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-sjc1/hs658.snc3/32500_128101900540588_100000223368813_349853_4324516_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;gift from &lt;a href="http://buttermilkvanillasky.blogspot.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Izam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Am I making jealous for owning this Ngehehe zine? Hehe, &lt;a href="http://atiekah178.blogspot.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;tqah&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://withlovefana.blogspot.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;fana&lt;/a&gt;. I've finally received &lt;a href="http://buttermilkvanillasky.blogspot.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Izam&lt;/a&gt;'s zine. Alas. I've been waiting for a week now. Sob sob. Anyway, I'm totally in awe with his zine to the max. Thumbs up to Izam. Also excellent was Friendly Fellow and The &lt;strike&gt;Peace&lt;/strike&gt; Trouble Maker comic which are hilarious with its cheeky character. Ngehehe is simply entertaining. This is his first time attempt on publishing a personal zine, so wish him luck for the next issue. Cheers to him :] You might want to check out his zine &lt;a href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/04/artist-interview-izam-de-skies.html" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mainmenu"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;20 pages &lt;br /&gt;
drawings/vectors/comics &lt;br /&gt;
black/white &lt;br /&gt;
RM8 per copy, postal included &lt;br /&gt;
(for Malaysia only) &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mainmenu"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;I've found recently that Ngehehe is finally available in Singapore through &lt;a href="http://mishmashmush.bigcartel.com/product/butter-milk-vanilla-sky-ngehehe-zine-issue-01" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Mish Mash Mush&lt;/a&gt;. It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is available for online purchase at Big Cartel for $3.00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="mainmenu"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; According his &lt;a href="http://buttermilkvanillasky.blogspot.com/2010/05/zine-has-spread-it-wings.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s managed by his best friend Noveri Mond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Woot woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The design on the packet looks stunning but it doesn't taste good at all. Most probably because it's baked instead of fried. Perhaps baked junk food is more healthy compared to the other alternative. And it tasted weird too. Well, as they said, healthy food doesn't normally taste nice. This is so true. Anyhow, these Mambo baked bread sticks suits the more health conscious type. Certainly not for a junk food junkie like me. Too bad junk food is the devil's spawn and should be avoided at all costs. But the temptation was too much and I succumbed on more junk food on offer at hypermarket. There are times I have boycotted it and times I didn't think that I could live without it! But I believe that junk food is here to stay and I think we all have our favourite cravings and vices!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-5130316424885326123?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/5130316424885326123/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=5130316424885326123&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/5130316424885326123?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/5130316424885326123?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/dino-bbq.html" title="Dino BBQ" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYNR3cycSp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-603741858789111201</id><published>2010-05-17T20:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:36:36.999+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:36:36.999+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Infamous Me" /><title>Stranger</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs078.snc3/14536_104746772875630_100000209248458_121067_5591179_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs078.snc3/14536_104746772875630_100000209248458_121067_5591179_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;that's Shee Min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Guess what, this stranger will going to be my friend. Duh. Recently I found out that we are in the same school. About four days ago. We've been chatting on MSN for more than half a year. Well, at first we were in Add Math class for a year. She sat beside me, second row in the class. Never once we've talked to each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Why? Partly because she's shy and I sucks at Mandarin. Duh. Who doesn't know that?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(if you are my close friend or my loyal reader of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And she suggested on my Facebook wall that we should talk to each other face to face since we are now schoolmates. Well, she's in Pre-U1 Beta whereas I'm in Pre-U1 Alpha. But I'm wondering, who's gonna make the first move? She's introvert &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(that's what I feel) &lt;/span&gt;and I'm the opposite. But being sucks at Mandarin makes it difficult for me to make the first move. Whatever. I'll just try my best. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs653.snc3/32250_126639394020172_100000223368813_342009_790567_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs653.snc3/32250_126639394020172_100000223368813_342009_790567_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;that's Kavitha, Gayathri and Joe Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-146799232515213118?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/146799232515213118/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=146799232515213118&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/146799232515213118?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/146799232515213118?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/going-green-at-sahc.html" title="Going Green at SAHC" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMEQX4yeip7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-180128733992483949</id><published>2010-05-15T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:40:00.092+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:40:00.092+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Infamous Me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Good Time Girlfriends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo Outburst" /><title>Life at SAHC</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs553.ash1/32250_126640874020024_100000223368813_342016_302484_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs553.ash1/32250_126640874020024_100000223368813_342016_302484_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This blog has not been updated for 8 days due to my hectic life at &lt;a href="http://sahc.kedah.edu.my/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Sultan Abdul Hamid College&lt;/a&gt; (SAHC). Honestly, I'm damn lazy to update my blog. Why is it so? What has got into me? I used to at least update my blog once per day. But right now, I'm lazy. I haven't been as hardcore blogger as I tried to make myself to be. I've tried not to succumb to the temptations of slacking. However, ever since my mom enrolled me at SAHC, I've lost my blogging mojo. Why? There's always something to blog that I forgot to or sometimes I don't have anything to blog on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I used to say it's nonsense for a person to stop blogging. But at this moment, I'm clueless due to the fact that I'm currently dealing with some major issues. It has been a period of time where there are a lot of decisions to make. I'll skip that. I'm so sick of it right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-sjc1/hs653.snc3/32250_126640870686691_100000223368813_342015_4197800_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-sjc1/hs653.snc3/32250_126640870686691_100000223368813_342015_4197800_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, I've attended SAHC Orientation for 4 days. For goodness' sake, it's been a torture for me. The counsellor kept on talking non-stop to fill up our free time which I think it's unnecessary at all. And, I prefer to take a nap after all his rubbish talk from something to nothing or vice versa.&amp;nbsp; Hell-yeah, it's boring. But thank God, in spite of everything I survived till the end of this program. Now, I can get into my new class which was what I've been looking forward to from the time I stepped into SAHC.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, I'm Yih Ling Pow or Pow Yih Ling as in my I.C. (whatever) currently studying at Pre-U1 Alpha for my Form 6. They no longer categorize us as Lower 6 instead of Pre-U1. Don't make much difference to you? To me, it does. Pre-U1 sounds more sophisticated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs553.ash1/32250_126641304019981_100000223368813_342018_7056672_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs553.ash1/32250_126641304019981_100000223368813_342018_7056672_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Why sportsman? Why gentleman? Why am I doing in a boys' school? Well, it supposed to be boys' school. Except for Form 6 of course, ahem I mean Pre-U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I guess the teachers there were so used to it that they somehow or rather forgot to change it. Scholar. Sportsman/Sportswoman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Gentleman/ Ladylike. This is brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; I might suggest this to my parents for the upcoming PTA meeting. LOL. Just joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs613.snc3/32250_126639384020173_100000223368813_342007_2719560_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs613.snc3/32250_126639384020173_100000223368813_342007_2719560_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; SAHC looks antique partly because it's 100 years old. It looks like Hogwarts. Far from that perhaps. Not that I don't like Hogwarts. I'll be thrilled to study with Harry Potter and&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;brainiac &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;best friend of him, Hermoine&amp;nbsp; Granger. No offence to all Collegians though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs653.snc3/32250_126641307353314_100000223368813_342019_1712195_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs653.snc3/32250_126641307353314_100000223368813_342019_1712195_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I was just checking SAHC's website. It's totally boring compared to my old school &lt;a href="http://smkcas.edu.my/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; to the extend that the moment I open it, in a split second, I've closed it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Zzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Sultan Abdul Hamid College is one of&amp;nbsp; the most prestigious schools in    Malaysia as it has produced many famous individuals. Among them are HRH    The Sultan of Kedah, The Regent of Kedah, the late Tunku Abdul Rahman    Putra Al-Haj (the 1st. Prime Minister of Malaysia) &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Tun Dr. Mahathir    Mohamad (the 4th. Prime Minister of Malaysia). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;o_O wth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-180128733992483949?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/180128733992483949/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=180128733992483949&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/180128733992483949?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/180128733992483949?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-at-sahc.html" title="Life at SAHC" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIGR3o8fyp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-2930104782019105239</id><published>2010-05-07T09:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:42:06.477+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:42:06.477+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Infamous Me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo Outburst" /><title>What's on My Mind?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm extremely screwed up. I know I'm terribly addicted to blogging when school gonna start soon and all I can think of is what to post next on my blog. Loads of people out there telling me that Form 6 equals to NO LIFE. All you have to do is to study, study and study. 24/7. So, it means I can never online 24/7 like what I'm doing right now for two months. That explains the high electric bill. Well, three months in National service camp at Perlis. Some of you might not believe that, I had been to National Service before. Yes. I am proud to say, I am. I was a trainee in Tasik Meranti before. Cool huh? Yes. No?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, as a newbie in blogosphere, my resolution is to at least update my blog once every two days partly because if I don't, my traffic will decline badly. It will be worse than the recession. I know what it's like. I've been on that kind of situation before. Not on this blog of course. The old blog. But Mom has make herself clear that I have to hand over my precious broadband on Sunday. Sighs. Mom, can you take good care of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have to say this, Mom, this is NONSENSE. I would never stop blogging as long as I'm still breathing even though I'm not famous like &lt;a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;fourfeetnine&lt;/a&gt; who attracts thousands of readers in a day. I'll still keep on blogging. And maybe someday I'll be like her. Well, you never know. Wait and see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;How come I'm blogging about wishing to be famous like &lt;a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;fourfeetnine&lt;/a&gt;? That's not what I planned to blog on. I can never keep myself focus on one simple thing. My mind is always jumping like a frog. Here and there. Every few seconds. It's rare to see me giving 100% concentration on anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay back to where I supposed to blog on. It just dawned on me that all Chemistry facts had been erased from my brains. I have not been revising. LOL. Who would do that anyway? My reference books had been left untouched for like err 5-6 months. That explains why there is only cobwebs and dust. Even though I'm in a holiday mood all this while, I hate exams. I'm the typical student who suffer from the exam-phobia as soon as the exam season starts I start suffering from different illness, most of them are mental illness. Not that I'm saying I'm psycho or what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm well aware that now I am here at that part of the year when I have to sacrifice my sleep (more than what I have sacrificed before this) and have to struggle more than ever, to get more grades than the previous &lt;a href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-facebook-turns-into-anger-zone.html" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;exam&lt;/a&gt;. I knew I could have done better than that &lt;a href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-facebook-turns-into-anger-zone.html" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-2930104782019105239?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/2930104782019105239/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=2930104782019105239&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/2930104782019105239?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/2930104782019105239?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-on-my-mind.html" title="What's on My Mind?" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEHQX84fCp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-1511709163840751626</id><published>2010-05-06T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:43:50.134+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:43:50.134+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advertorial" /><title>Making Moms in this World Feel Special</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chocolate.com/dimages/product_images/7779-mothers-day-delight_500x500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.chocolate.com/dimages/product_images/7779-mothers-day-delight_500x500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mother's Day Delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mother's Day is the perfect occasion when it comes to expressing our love and care for our lovely mothers. Although Moms are always near to our heart but it happens with all of us that with hectic lifestyle, we fail to remind ourselves how important our mothers are for us. Well! It is never too late. This year also the special Mother's Day is coming soon so why not celebrate this day by greeting our Mom, wishing her, thanking her and making her feel how special she is for us. Tell your mother that she is still loved and cared for by choosing any of these gifts for her from &lt;a href="http://www.giftsnflowers.webs.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;online gifts&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.honestflorist.com/thumb.php?img=images/dynamic/HF-3013.jpg&amp;amp;w=330&amp;amp;h=347" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.honestflorist.com/thumb.php?img=images/dynamic/HF-3013.jpg&amp;amp;w=330&amp;amp;h=347" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mother's Day Rose Bouquet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;At &lt;a href="http://www.giftsnflowers.webs.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Gifts N' Flowers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;you can select great gift for your beloved mom as they offer wide-range of gifts suitable for all moms all over the world whether she's PTA mom, Martha Stewart mom or even Runway model Mom. And&amp;nbsp; you can even give your mother-in-law a special gift this year.But the best way to hone in on gift would be to start with what personality type your mother-in-law is, then branch it from there. Whether she is the the Nagging Mother-In-Law or The Snobby Mother-In-Law. The hardest woul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;d be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The 'You're Not Good Enough For My Daughter' Mother-In-Law. That one really needs a lot of research. How about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.giftsnflowers.webs.com/"&gt;mother's day flowers&lt;/a&gt;? I bet her heart melts when she received your flowers on Mother's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your mother deserves only the best. Show her how special she is to you. Get your mom the perfect gift before it's too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-1511709163840751626?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/1511709163840751626/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=1511709163840751626&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/1511709163840751626?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/1511709163840751626?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/making-moms-in-this-world-feel-special.html" title="Making Moms in this World Feel Special" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8HSXoyfip7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-7273905220391778923</id><published>2010-05-04T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:47:18.496+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:47:18.496+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo Outburst" /><title>Another Sarcastic Bitch from Hell</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've talk to two sarcastic bitch on the same week. Worst off, they are also my close friends. But this girl&amp;nbsp; offended me to the max an hour ago than the previous girl from the other day. Why are some people overly critical and sarcastic?Or am I highly sensitive people? Anyway, I don't agree if you are saying I'm highly sensitive people because I don't have the traits and characteristic of that type of people such as shyness, introverted, fearfulness, timidness and too-sensitive. But it's ridiculous to say that I have no fear at anything. Right? Unless I'm completely unemotional or have a lack of conscious consideration toward others. Who can say that they have been fearful at times? But highly sensitive people just tend to feel these emotions more deeply which I don't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It all started she posted something on my wall. After calming down, I shouldn't have reply her in first place. Doesn't she know that all of us are in the midst of preparing for our tertiary education? All of sudden, she suggested, though it sounds more like demands, let's go to Penang this June. She's completely out of her mind. So, I told her that I'm going to KSAH for my Form 6. Guess what she replied me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Form 6? you are digging your own grave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What kind of friend of you? A sarcastic bitch slash my so-called "close friend"? Notice that I've added qouatation marks on it. Ugghh. Now, I have downgrade this person from close friend to 'friend". It will be harsh to downgrade her to "hi-bye friend" or even to treat just one of my classmates. Even when I'm officially downgrade her sounds so harsh. Well, it's only for temporary. I might upgrading her back to her old spot im my heart. Till then, I'm still angry. WTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I just another news from &lt;a href="http://atiekah178.blogspot.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;tkah&lt;/a&gt;. She has been offered for Asma school. WTH, when all of us were offered for Kolej Sultan Abdul Hamid. Eff-ed you, Ministry of Education. No offence. okay. But this is so cruel. Hey, girl, apply for Kolej Sultan Abdul Hamid then. By the way, will you change your decision? Will you? Even if I beg you will you still say 'YES'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. I'm gonna miss you guys when you guys no longer here with me. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. I know. We can chat or IM whenever and wherever we want. But I can never meet you guys in person whenever and wherever we want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-2638620100968061631?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/2638620100968061631/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=2638620100968061631&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/2638620100968061631?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/2638620100968061631?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-facebook-playing-joke-on-me.html" title="Is Facebook Playing a Joke on Me?" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MCRXw7cSp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-5674742835358203717</id><published>2010-05-03T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:57:44.209+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:57:44.209+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo Outburst" /><title>Am I Being Selfish?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I just got an answer from her. And it's a 'YES'. I never thought that seeing friends leaving me and this hometown can be this hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;tkah: fr now, my decision is yes. its hard fr me too lahh babe. malacca is far away. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The moment i saw the word 'YES', silent tears fell from the corner of my eyes. Why do they have to leave? One by one leaving here. Yue planning to move Malacca then Pei Ching to AIMST. Now, it's her turn. In a split second, my world has turned upside down. Knowing that soon, both of them will be at south and I'm at north. All alone. I thought I can change their decision no matter what. Even if it means in selfish or cruel way. And so I realized how selfish I am. Yue is about 12 years of friendship. And it's definnitely hard for me to let go of her. I though I can make up for what happened last year. I hate the fact that everything is fated. Papa, so what if I don't believe in fate. And neither do I believe in God. Don't you think God is cruel? What I want he never gave me instead what I hate he just throw it straight in front of my face, expecting me to figure it out&amp;nbsp; how to deal with it. YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT! Darn it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And Facebook is giving me a hard time. Darn it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Service Unavailable. DNS failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The server is temporarily unable to service your request.  Please try again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Please try again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Please try again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Please try again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Please try again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gosh! How many time do you want me to try again. Please have some mercy to me. Please. Please, Facebook. When I'm not 'addicted' to using it, hell-yeah it works fine, but now, this is totally unacceptable. I've been trying the whole day, for goodness' sake. Eff-ed you, Facebook! And my MSN keep on disconnecting. WTH is wrong&amp;nbsp; with today? In conclusion, MSN and Facebook hates me. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-5674742835358203717?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/5674742835358203717/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=5674742835358203717&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/5674742835358203717?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/5674742835358203717?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/am-i-being-selfish.html" title="Am I Being Selfish?" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UBR30yfip7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-924643677481576997</id><published>2010-05-02T11:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:54:16.396+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:54:16.396+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Infamous Me" /><title>Who the heck is Takuya anyway?</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yue has been posting loads of 'inspirational quotes by Takuya. I was wondering who the hell is he anyway. No offence. But I'm not Japanholic anyway. However after seeing loads of qoutes by her, somehow or rather I kinda like it now. Here's what she posted on FB.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There is no right or wrong answer, search within yourself and find it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-TAKUYA∞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Even though I know that music can’t save the world, no one will stop me from believing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-TAKUYA∞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;To make the dreams I chose and making them into reality, I must rehearse everyday that, “Today is the last day of my life,” and live everyday without regrets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-TAKUYA ∞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Everyone has at least one name that you can’t erase from your memory, the one name that traces you back forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-UVERworld [Koishikute]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your choice is endless, with only one future ahead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-UVERworld [GO-ON]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There is no right or wrong answer, search within yourself and find it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-TAKUYA∞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So I spent my day doing 'research' on Takuya. I know. This is nonsense. Wth. I'm curious as to who is Takuya. By the way, what's Takuya last name? Uncle Google said there's Takuya Kimura, Takuya Oikawa, Takuya Oihashi, Takuya Murata, Takuya Fujima, Takuya Oka and the list goes on. You don't me to post Takuya's last name the whole post. Do you? Takuya is an actor or singer or another fantasy anime character?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I virtually have to stalk Yue's profile on FB. And guess what I've found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me: Whoa, another inspirational quotes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yue:&amp;nbsp; All by TAKUYA∞ lead singer of UVERworld&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Our old conversation. I don't remember posting that on her wall either. So now I know-Takuya is a singer. A lead singer. UVERworld. Uverworld? Weird name.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Furthermore, I've found a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/UVERworld/8298326131?v=wall&amp;amp;ref=sgm" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;fan page&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2205023965#%21/group.php?gid=2205023965&amp;amp;v=wall" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;group&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;strike&gt;Takuya&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sonymusic.co.jp/Music/Info/uverworld/english/index.html" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;UVERworld&lt;/a&gt; from her profile too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;UVERworld [ウーバーワールド] is a Japanese band signed under gr8! Records [Sony Music Records] in 2005 that can be categorised as J-mixture, pop, rock. They made use of elements such as R&amp;amp;B, rap, beatboxing etc. to increase the quality of their music. They set a new trend in the Japanese music industry with their undefined style of music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; UVERworld is made up of 5 members that come from Shiga, Kansai. &lt;b&gt;TAKUYA∞&lt;/b&gt;[Vocalist &amp;amp; Programming], &lt;b&gt;Katsuya&lt;/b&gt; [Guitarist &amp;amp; Band leader], &lt;b&gt;Akira &lt;/b&gt;[Guitarist], &lt;b&gt;Nobuto&lt;/b&gt; [Bassist], &lt;b&gt;Shintarou&lt;/b&gt; [Drummer]. via [&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/UVERworld/8298326131?v=wall&amp;amp;ref=sgm#%21/pages/UVERworld/8298326131?v=info&amp;amp;ref=sgm" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonymusic.co.jp/Music/Info/uverworld/english/images/header-home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="523" src="http://www.sonymusic.co.jp/Music/Info/uverworld/english/images/header-home.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;By the way, which one is Takuya? @__@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sighs. Tsk Tsk. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*surfing, googling and checking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, if I'm not wrong, he's the second from the left. Am I right? And I noticed something while doing this so-called research. Takuya loves to use this symbol-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;∞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I've seen that symbol before somewhere. But where? OMG. My brain has turned rusty. On my chemistry book, I think. Umm, maybe my additional math book? Is it directly proportional? Umm, nope. The last time I opened my additional math book, directly proportional supposed to look like this-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;∝ Am I right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Woots! I've got it. It's infinity. Takuya Infinity. It makes sense too. Rather than Takuya directly proportional to XXX. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now what?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know Yue will say "Listen to their song, of course!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;No way. I'm lazy. I'm too lazy to even move my ass. Plus I'm not UVERworld fans, lovers and worshippers. Or whatever Japanese teens love to label themselves. FYI, I prefer K-pop and K-rock than J-pop and J-rock. muahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;I know you guys ♥ UVERworld. But I don't. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-924643677481576997?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/924643677481576997/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=924643677481576997&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/924643677481576997?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/924643677481576997?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-hell-is-takuya-anyway.html" title="Who the heck is Takuya anyway?" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QFQHwycCp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-6373513066048108405</id><published>2010-05-02T10:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:55:11.298+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T14:55:11.298+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Infamous Me" /><title>You. Come to my ruum. Now</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay, I've signed up for &lt;a href="http://www.ruumz.com/Landing.aspx" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Ruum&lt;/a&gt; two months ago. In fact I realized I haven't update my &lt;a href="http://elynn-p.ruumz.com/MyProfile.aspx" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;ruum&lt;/a&gt; after signing up. So, why not come to my &lt;a href="http://elynn-p.ruumz.com/MyProfile.aspx" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;ruum&lt;/a&gt;. And it's about time you became my ruumate. I'm in. Are you? I would have to say my &lt;a href="http://elynn-p.ruumz.com/MyProfile.aspx" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;ruum&lt;/a&gt; is better than yours. muahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S. Sorry for this mini post. I'm gonna update my blog again. This evening, perhaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-6373513066048108405?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/6373513066048108405/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=6373513066048108405&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/6373513066048108405?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/6373513066048108405?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-come-to-my-ruum-now.html" title="You. Come to my ruum. Now" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYERno5cCp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-3297279409584087165</id><published>2010-05-02T00:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:08:27.428+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T15:08:27.428+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Good Time Girlfriends" /><title>Happy Birthday, Yunice!</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-sjc1/hs003.snc3/11045_1303274059961_1173753001_30962890_5049390_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Happy Bithday, Yunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Yunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Yunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Yunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Yunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It's already past 12. So, happy sweet 18, girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not just a year older, but a year better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;May this year be your best ever. I hope all your birthday dreams and wishes come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs442.snc3/25404_384845708939_539673939_4020634_3820153_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;First of all, please give me a brief bio about yourself, where do you come from and how do you started in this field.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My name is Muhd Kamarul Izam, just called me Izam. I came from Kuantan, Pahang, currently&amp;nbsp; staying in Ukay Perdana, Kuala Lumpur. I've been a graphic designer for about 5 years now. I just started&amp;nbsp; creating things like zine, handmade and etc this year. However I have been planning this for a couple of years before!!! I'm slightly tired of doing what other people want instead of my own desire. Now I would love to do things that I love. And I would say it's more satisfying!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are worst bits of doing what other people want instead of doing it the way you like it back then?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;They don't even know what they want!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You must have been having a hard time back then. What is your approach to design?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Everyone has their own way. For me, I would do a lot of research and ignore things that they don't like (if they ever tell you of course). If you can't never always crack an idea yourself, you can have a group discussion or do brainstorming to get the better result instead. In my opinion, it always works when working in a team! Because we need everyone inputs and information to solve the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's great advice for budding designers out there. Besides that, what inspires you to keep on going and how do you keep yourself motivated. Any influences or anyone you look up to when it comes to designing?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What inspires me to keep going is definitely moral support from everybody especially my family, friends, and colleagues. To get myself motivated, I always observe other designers' works; local &amp;amp; internationals. Right now, I'm still polishing my skill and trying to establish my own style. My influences is vary; from comic artist, designers, painter, musician or even from anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Any graphic designers do you look up to? Why?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have so many of them I don't know where to start. One of them is &lt;a href="http://www.arias.ca/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;David Arias&lt;/a&gt;. He amazes me the most. I love his simplicity, cleanliness and the attention to details that he brings!!! You will try to figure how the hell he did that?!! Or why can't I think of that before?!! And that sort of designer will bring a lot of inspiration and surely haunted me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Among all his works, which one are you in awe with?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs511.ash1/30160_122212691129509_100000223368813_321468_2052526_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;via [&lt;a href="http://www.behance.net/Gallery/GDMA-2008/101845"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell us what your personal zine is all about?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For the 1st issue, it's pretty much of everything that I love to do: my personal issue, comics, drawings and everything for my self establishment. No individual theme yet, most probably on the next issue itself. But no doubt I'll improve my zine from time to time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are the worst and best bits while producing this personal zine?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The worst is to get the right material for the zine and as well as the type of paper that I want to use. The best bits will certainly be when I've completed the zine. I have to say it is indeed satisfying!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What is the significant of &lt;a href="http://studioskies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Awan&lt;/a&gt; and Ngehehe?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3EjWy7UfsCY/S9gvgl1AExI/AAAAAAAAAVM/JHokE6T496E/S1600-R/awan_header.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Awan and Ngehehe share the same purpose, view and interest except that Ngehehe is more emotional and personal to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;AWAN actually created purposely for the blog. Awan focuses on what's happening around me. On the contrary, Ngehehe will be featuring more on what's happening inside of me. Awan is a journey to capture anything, anywhere and anybody that could or will inspire myself and other people. With Awan, I could motivate myself to get involve more with my surrounding and get as many experience as I could. This also will help me to learn to become a better person, not just for me but also to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Awan&amp;nbsp; is a Malay word as we all know, it means Cloud. I love to look above the sky and be in awe of the cloud that always keep changing their shapes. Everyday, it constantly has a new shape up there. And at all times it moves around whenever the wind blows. That's how I look and fall in love with what's around me. Although it might not change everyday, but it's surely changing. That's why you have to keep on observing the surrounding. Besides that, it's a unique metaphoric name to symbolize my perspective or view to the world through a window of Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ngehehe suppose to be a fun and entertaining! I'm trying to have a good life and enjoy my zine. And all these are meant to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When can we look forward to your next personal zine?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wow. Hopefully, I can produce it an issue for every 2 or 3 months, so that it can be more productive. I haven't really plan for anything yet for the next issue, but it will come soon. So sit tight and look forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;All the best to you. How was your personal zine, Ngehehe coming along?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's great. I'm very excited. The best news so far; I just got an interview from you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hehe And thank you very much. I truly appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are welcome. I was visiting &lt;a href="http://www.thepipit.com/viewtopic.php?t=4489"&gt;Pipit&lt;/a&gt; and I came across your personal zine. I totally love it so much. I read that recently you were in flea market business at Neo Damansara. How was it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thank you. I'm totally a baby in flea market business. I'm just tryingmy luck there. I will most probably doing it again and see how thing goes from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you had the chance to meet any designers there?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not really, I met some people who are interested about my artwork that they thinks that my idea can be further expand. Furthermore,&amp;nbsp; it's a new flea market, not many of them were coming. They hardly know these place and the timing is a bit off. No doubt, it's need a good promotion too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.studioskies.com/images/arch08_be&amp;amp;d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have to say, I can't agree more. I once watched a documentary that said all artist and designers lives in New York and Brooklyn because there are more opportunities. Do you think living in Malaysia will helps you recognized in this arts industry?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You will be recognized, no matter where you are. You just need to know how to establish yourself. Nowadays, we have tools like internet, so we as a designer should make the best out of it and spread our talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you look back, what was the most pleasing about your success so far?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Before I start doing what I'm doing now (or before I quit my job), I had an opportunity to push myself further as a graphic designer but at the present, I'm trying to break free from my comfort zone, taking a risk, struggling for my own survival and chasing for my passion,. I have to say that's a real success to me. I wish I have done this along time ago but I guess, everyone has their own 'right time'. And this year. I'm going to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No offence. But is it easy to survive in arts industry without a permanent job? I'm curious since I'm just a student.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It depends. You can do both, you just need to know how to manage your time. In my case, in the past when I'm still an employer, I doesn't really have the time to do anything else. That's why it took me a long time to do what I'm doing now. Right now, I'm still a graphic designer, working as a freelancer to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you can only use one colour, what will it be?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That's a tough one. I do love black, although it doesn't really considered as a colour. It makes everything look easy, not in a bad way of course. It does have a very strong personality to be able to stand strong just by itself. This sound a bit ridiculous right? But that's what I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nah. That's your point of view. Nothing wrong about it. Finally, any special plan in the near future that we should take note of?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, the zine is actually one of the first plan to be realized. There will be more other things that I would love to produce or establish soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;More on &lt;a href="http://buttermilkvanillasky.blogspot.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Ngehehe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;20 pages&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Interested to purchase Ngehehe, click &lt;a href="http://buttermilkvanillasky.blogspot.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/127/ADCCDF7FF789768FDE223D268A97E3CE.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3809980706382869036-6299407749419775559?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/6299407749419775559/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=6299407749419775559&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/6299407749419775559?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/6299407749419775559?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/04/artist-interview-izam-de-skies.html" title="Artist Interview-Izam" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3EjWy7UfsCY/S9gvgl1AExI/AAAAAAAAAVM/JHokE6T496E/s72-Rc/awan_header.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIHRX08eip7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-901375529690718722</id><published>2010-04-30T11:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:32:14.372+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T15:32:14.372+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Artsy-Farsty" /><title>Wordle ™</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-sjc1/hs531.snc3/30160_122204974463614_100000223368813_321383_2830637_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-sjc1/hs531.snc3/30160_122204974463614_100000223368813_321383_2830637_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;my first time attempting typography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm not an art student. =( Hence, I'm not a pro on this thing. Anyway, I still love it.&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/3809980706382869036-901375529690718722?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/901375529690718722/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=901375529690718722&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/901375529690718722?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/901375529690718722?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordle.html" title="Wordle ™" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQCSHY6fSp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-8638550763049207008</id><published>2010-04-28T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:46:09.815+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T15:46:09.815+08:00</app:edited><title>My Teddy Bear is an Eco Warrior</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yesterday, I received an update from &lt;a href="http://www.justlifeshop.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Justlife Shop&lt;/a&gt; about their second round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; I'm the One, Green Ribbon Movement. And they are giving out 50 eco-notebooks for the first 50 fans who post their green ribbon &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/justlifeshop" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And this what I have posted on their page. Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs354.snc3/29300_121455384538573_100000223368813_318591_487283_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs354.snc3/29300_121455384538573_100000223368813_318591_487283_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yue: Is ur teddy going to the battle field??? hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I realized this is not a normal teddy bear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jeng Jeng Jeng He's an Eco Warrior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wtf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, hurry up! Post your green ribbon now. This note book is made of paper from responsible forest management source (certified by Forest Stewardship Council). Printed with mercury-free ink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs467.snc3/25643_379980923158_59445158158_3787236_789399_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs467.snc3/25643_379980923158_59445158158_3787236_789399_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you too wanna be an Eco Warrior like my teddy bear, check out my previous post &lt;a href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-one.html" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/justlifeshop"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/3809980706382869036-8638550763049207008?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/8638550763049207008/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=8638550763049207008&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/8638550763049207008?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/8638550763049207008?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-teddy-bear-is-eco-warrior.html" title="My Teddy Bear is an Eco Warrior" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkENRnY-cCp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-4225524260934226836</id><published>2010-04-28T01:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:51:37.858+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T15:51:37.858+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cuteness Overdosed" /><title>Dooodolls is Finally in Singapore</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs519.ash1/30581_434384163974_15431233974_5475491_7506555_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs519.ash1/30581_434384163974_15431233974_5475491_7506555_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dooodolls @ Popular Window!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs519.ash1/30581_434384173974_15431233974_5475492_5615130_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs519.ash1/30581_434384173974_15431233974_5475492_5615130_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dooodolls invasion of Harris Window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What I love about Dooodolls is that&amp;nbsp;each and every Dooodolls skillfully hand-made to perfection. With 24 different character designs and more to be introduce, each doll is uniquely named and boasts an even more unique character. They do, nonetheless, share a few common traits—they are all adorable and friendly, but ever-so-slightly naughty and mischievous. Just don’t take them too seriously! No matter how messed up days were, Dooodolls make feel better by cuddling them at night. Sweet dreams everyone. Muacks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Before I forget, Cupido's star sign is Pisces. Same as mine. Cupido is cuh-yute. It was love at first the moment I saw Cupido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dooodolls.com/characters/images/2007/cupido.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://www.dooodolls.com/characters/images/2007/cupido.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Awww. Cupido can make two people fall in love with a single beat of his read heart. That's awesome. Don't you think? Now, who needs Cupido's help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;By the way, even Cupido's star sign is Pisces, in my opinion, I feel that Numero was more like me. Too bad Numero's star sign is Scorpion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dooodolls.com/characters/images/2007/numero.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://www.dooodolls.com/characters/images/2007/numero.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Correction though. I've lost a few competition before. However, I am here to win like Numero too. But I don't admire my medals and trophies. To me, it's hideous. It's not that I'm proud of it. Plus, I don't like to brag when it comes to this. More often than not, I chucked it aside. Finally, they'll ended up in my closet. Since I'm talking about my medals and trophies, I might as well check it out. I'm not sure whether they are still in good condition. Like how initially looks like when I first received them. *shrugs I doubt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;On second thought, I changed my mind. I knew it. My medal and trophies is not like how I first got them. It's hideous. In fact, it will scare anyone in vicinity. Serious. Do I look like I'm joking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And this used to be my precious medal looks horrible. There's this black chunk stuck on my medal. I've tried to scrape it off with my not-so-awesome nails. It wouldn't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have weird feelings that the lizard &lt;strike&gt;pooped&lt;/strike&gt; shit on my karate medal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ewww&lt;/span&gt; Gosh! Damn you, lizard! Find a better place to shit next time.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dooodolls.com/characters/images/2007/mr_nerdie.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://www.dooodolls.com/characters/images/2007/mr_nerdie.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, that blue Dooodolls reminds me of the top student in my school. Mr Nerdie? Since I'm in a girl's school, I'll name it Ms Nerdie instead. No offence, even though I'd really wish I was more like them.&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/3809980706382869036-4225524260934226836?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/4225524260934226836/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=4225524260934226836&amp;isPopup=true" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/4225524260934226836?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/4225524260934226836?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/04/dooodolls-is-finally-in-singapore.html" title="Dooodolls is Finally in Singapore" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4BSXcyeyp7ImA9WxFVFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3809980706382869036.post-8025639040950682659</id><published>2010-04-25T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:55:58.993+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-16T15:55:58.993+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="X-citing Sunday" /><title>I'm the One</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs447.snc3/25643_379980903158_59445158158_3787232_6015420_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs447.snc3/25643_379980903158_59445158158_3787232_6015420_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="mainmenu" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;In conjunction with the launching of &lt;a href="http://www.justlifeshop.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;justlife&lt;/a&gt; new theme "I'm the One", they have initiated a Green Ribbon Movement to encourage every individual to "Be the One" doing 1% for the planet. Although the Green Ribbon Movement is a &lt;a href="http://www.justlifeshop.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;justlife&lt;/a&gt; campaign for the Earth Day 2010, I believe that it should be Earth Day, everyday! We have all the reasons to care for our planet throughout all seasons.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everyone can be "The One". Be part of their Green Ribbon Movement and start doing your 1% for the planet today!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TASPS3mwT6M&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TASPS3mwT6M&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="mainmenu" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
psst check out the behind the scene video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gJrKHoBCSWU&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded#at=54" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="mainmenu" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Support I'm The One Green Ribbon campaign-spot &amp;amp; create your GREEN RIBBON and post it on their Facebook page to show that we do care for our planet. &lt;br /&gt;
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Your 1% can make a big difference!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So, what is your 1% for the planet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Be a &lt;a href="http://www.onepercentfortheplanet.org/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;member&lt;/a&gt; of 1% for the planet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Choose eco-friendly products. Every dollar you spend on green products is a vote for a sustainable planet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Go vegan. A meat-free diet a day can cut down 4.1kg of CO2 emission. A meat eater consumes up to 20 times more resources than a vegan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Reuse whenever possible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; ……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The list continues…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1% is a great deal. A little effort by an individual may seem insignificant. However, when all these efforts are added up, they can certainly create a significant impact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs437.ash1/24123_383785413158_59445158158_3895503_4112852_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs437.ash1/24123_383785413158_59445158158_3895503_4112852_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Don't let the green ribbon movement stop! Continue sending your green ribbon &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/justlifeshop" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs494.ash1/27014_113513552012492_100000615439858_140935_118057_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs494.ash1/27014_113513552012492_100000615439858_140935_118057_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gosh, someone painted green ribbon on her boobs. LMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span id="status_time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&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/3809980706382869036-8025639040950682659?l=elynn-p.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/feeds/8025639040950682659/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3809980706382869036&amp;postID=8025639040950682659&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/8025639040950682659?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3809980706382869036/posts/default/8025639040950682659?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://elynn-p.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-one.html" title="I'm the One" /><author><name>elynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408955904319752649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ1pIkJVi3c/S7FE2O6ZpMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/aGcZSJFyG2o/S220/DSCN1952_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC_%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%ACwew.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>

