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Yea bye bye Sem 2! Im enjoying my holidays. At home, hanging with babes and personal space. I love it so much. The calm rhythm of life, the peace melody of the steps in life and the warm harmony in life. Its impossible to have time for myself daily, but weekly will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem break day ONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went Times Square with Selina and Kar Yee. Nice one. Went shopping with the girls. We went to college to collect the book vouchers in the morning. We were quite early haha. After that, Selina drove us to Times Square. Funny things kept happening on us. Haha! OMG. Shopping is such the best way to forget about worries. But it seem that those clothes are getting expensive &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Perhaps I grew older already, cutie clothes do not suit me anymore. Haha. Had prosperity burger as lunch, it was superb! However, on the way back, everything went ........ It was black friday I remembered ! And right, we lost our way home! It was a jam at the city, so we thought of using the alternative way to go back. But heh. Too smart. We went to the wrong way, and guess what, we went Kuchai Lama! Firstly, we saw those scary names on the board like "Taman O.U.G, Bandar Abdul Razak, Petaling Jaya and Bukit Jalil..." We were like OH NO WE ARE LOST! Then we were like okay, keep going because Petaling Jaya is a familiar name to me. Then we thought we were safe already. AND THEN ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"PUCHONG....KLANG....." these names appeared in front of our eyes, we were stunned. We are lost, officially. We were so scared. We followed the "Kepong" way, but ended up reaching I.O.I Mall which located Puchong. Oh no., Disaster. I quickly called my brother since he works at Sunway. Thank God he knew the way. And finally we reached Setapak safely. Oh Gosh. Thank you so much brother for saving us. Three xiao za bo lost their way in Kuala Lumpur, LMAO~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the decorations in Sungei Wang until the max !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZRdsEZEJDQ/Txb_N_3jRWI/AAAAAAAADLA/i1Ifxu846U0/s1600/130120122025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BZRdsEZEJDQ/Txb_N_3jRWI/AAAAAAAADLA/i1Ifxu846U0/s320/130120122025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699022994431755618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kar Yee, Wendy and Selina =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlocC9rAsCk/Txb_G2KH38I/AAAAAAAADK0/eywUFYRd0q8/s1600/130120122030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlocC9rAsCk/Txb_G2KH38I/AAAAAAAADK0/eywUFYRd0q8/s320/130120122030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699022871566213058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dont mess with girls, see what have we done XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DskgkhDjOkQ/Txb--g1nwFI/AAAAAAAADKo/IyPPWiWcnkw/s1600/130120122034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DskgkhDjOkQ/Txb--g1nwFI/AAAAAAAADKo/IyPPWiWcnkw/s320/130120122034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699022728404123730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem break day TWO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is my sister's birthday party ! Went to the saloon in the afternoon and wanted to rebond my hair but my heart says no. What if I cannot get back the natural hair of mine? The natural wavy hair will say goodbye to me forever? Oh no. Okay, so yea, treatment only. At night, dressed up and went to the place we booked at Bandar Sri Damansara. Woo Hoo ! Chaos. There was only a proverb which suits the atmosphere "The more the merrier!". Yea. It was such a gathering for our family members and friends. Enjoyed! And the silly girl recieved so many Smurfs products! She had a smurf moment. Happy birthday Sister !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Outfit of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8N_TaBiNv0/Txb-sEj4vkI/AAAAAAAADKc/c9bvq4M_qhU/s1600/IMG_1499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8N_TaBiNv0/Txb-sEj4vkI/AAAAAAAADKc/c9bvq4M_qhU/s320/IMG_1499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699022411575901762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem break day THREE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept until 2pm! Wee ! I know, I slept too much. I hate it. Went to 1U at night. Had dinner with Uncle Bob and his family at Dragon-I ! My favourite restaurant. I enjoyed those food so much. Delicious eh! Nice one =D I ate so much ! Must work out to burn fats !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RSovpykuK1U/Txb-g5z4KWI/AAAAAAAADKE/iGr9iu2ZzHE/s320/IMG_1508.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem break day FOUR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasted this day. I dated Mr television and watched it whole day ! Lifeless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sem break day FIVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey hey ! I went ice skating! I guess I addicted to ice skating ! Went shopping with Miss Hui at first. Ate KFC *FAT* then went window shopping. Hey I love the decoration at Sunway Pyramid. So grand. Then then then... I went Ice skating ! =DDDDD I was quite scared actually because I do not know how to skate. Im a noob for ice skating. But ever since I was young, when my parents brought me to Sunway Pyramid, I always glance at the skating rink , observe those pros who skating. They skated so gracefully and how I wished I can be like one of them. When Mandy brought Christine and I to watchh High School Musical on Ice, I was amazed and I told myself I want to skate! My left leg stopped me. Irregular bone has caused me to say no due to the pain. Now Im 19, I guess my leg been through 2nd time puberty without me, when I skated yesterday, I do not feel that pain anymore. As in, its still pain, but somehow it wasnt as pain as last time anymore. I was so happy and I told myself I want to adapt to skating ! You skating, wait for me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried these dress. RM79 ! So expensive. Old school style. *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KaKTKJvowGY/Txb-lvqwZ3I/AAAAAAAADKQ/Zq95ocQj_b0/s1600/IMG_1516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KaKTKJvowGY/Txb-lvqwZ3I/AAAAAAAADKQ/Zq95ocQj_b0/s320/IMG_1516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699022302888355698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrm_9umMEkM/Txb9qFGv6QI/AAAAAAAADJ4/8P54HGCuP80/s1600/160120122037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrm_9umMEkM/Txb9qFGv6QI/AAAAAAAADJ4/8P54HGCuP80/s320/160120122037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699021277850757378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice skating! We went 5 rounds along the railway of rink. Haha! It was very funny though! I enjoyed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GSujVN7vnbY/Txb9iAdBQ4I/AAAAAAAADJs/QShkcdsbNMY/s1600/160120122035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GSujVN7vnbY/Txb9iAdBQ4I/AAAAAAAADJs/QShkcdsbNMY/s320/160120122035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699021139163038594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People skating. So enjoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6zKpv5Sb6y8/Txb9Si6WQvI/AAAAAAAADJg/xqmDYokr4h8/s1600/160120122036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6zKpv5Sb6y8/Txb9Si6WQvI/AAAAAAAADJg/xqmDYokr4h8/s320/160120122036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699020873534948082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special area for students. I want to learn ice skating !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz-cBrXdUi4/Txb9LyL_U7I/AAAAAAAADJU/I_tL1xUF-QQ/s1600/160120122038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yz-cBrXdUi4/Txb9LyL_U7I/AAAAAAAADJU/I_tL1xUF-QQ/s320/160120122038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699020757376390066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=DDDDD Enjoyed ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ER8WSTh54T0/Txb8vyZRwzI/AAAAAAAADJI/F8fo6jbjVXA/s1600/160120122041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ER8WSTh54T0/Txb8vyZRwzI/AAAAAAAADJI/F8fo6jbjVXA/s320/160120122041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699020276395787058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly face. I was so excited. Swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GMGYV4b14M0/Txb8R7I7vtI/AAAAAAAADI8/Yr8V2Q4vQks/s1600/160120122042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GMGYV4b14M0/Txb8R7I7vtI/AAAAAAAADI8/Yr8V2Q4vQks/s320/160120122042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699019763347078866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wink! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1IJ14tkYTqM/Txb7VdxVCaI/AAAAAAAADIw/Gu1t1cc1OJw/s1600/160120122044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1IJ14tkYTqM/Txb7VdxVCaI/AAAAAAAADIw/Gu1t1cc1OJw/s320/160120122044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699018724671293858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to come ! Stay tune !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-3278131767763964425?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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They went without me and I was about to celebrate christmas alone. But somehow a great buddy changed my fate ! She invited to go her church. Woo hoo! Yea babey! I been awaiting the chance for a long time. And yes, I went to Kepong Caritas Chuch. I even did countdown for the day to come. A holy day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So did some studies at home alone in the afternoon. Played with Lucky a while and dated with the television for quite some time. Around 7pm, I got myself ready and drove to Ke Ai's house for a christmas gathering with the bunch of dudes. I finished Ai's friend rice and ate few slices of pizza. It was my breakfast + lunch + dinner + supper. Awesome want =D Thank you so much for the meal sweeties!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, drove Christine back to her house. Dressed up gently and went to the church with Christine's family. Thank you so much to Christine and her caring family for their kindness. Once I stepped into Christine's house, christmas atmosphere welcomed me. Christmas tree was siting at the corner of her living room, mistletoe and christmas decoration were everywhere in the living room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we arrived at the church, I saw those christmas decorations! Awesome want alright! I enjoyed very much. And then !.... Toot toot toot... I met EUNICE YEE and her family. These sha poo hugged me so tightly and it seems that she couldnt believe the fact of "Oh Wendy is here!" *am i right EUNY? XD* haha! It was an awesome night. Took few instant photos and I own 6 of it! Wakaka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went into the church after the photo session. I sat with Aunty Susan and Ken. I was siting on the bench. Staring on the ceiling, listening to peaceful church songs, I feel so peace. And amazingly, it ward off my worries, my problems and my mind was calm and peace for a period. Sang few songs. I can seriously tell that I love those songs very very much. Among all of the songs, I love the song entitled "when a child is born" the most. I guess partially is because I play the song to often huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, it was my first time attending such a holy grand mass. Enjoyed the session. When the session was ended, everybody wished people around them "Merry christmas". That was cool. The power of love. People hug people, people kiss. Although I only know a few friends from Caritas, but somehow the others were very generous and friendly. I got hugs and kisses on cheek from people I do not know. Thats sweet and warm. I love it very much. THANK YOU SO MUCH MY DEAR DEAR CHRISTINE ANNE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had an intimate conversation with my dearie Anne until 3am. She gave me christmas present too! And I slept with her! Haha. Sleepover is the sweetest thing between you and your dear babes. Xoxo. I love her very very much ah. I guess the friendship between us cannot be described as  friendship. "Sisterhood" is a more suitable word. We been through pain and tears, we been through thick and thin. Whenever I encountered problems, she will be there for me, for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes a long time to grow a true old friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for everything, Christine Anne !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(32, 32, 32); line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;There is nothing worth the wear of winning, but laughter and the love of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;已经很多年，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有人让我有着这样的感觉，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;每一次听到你的歌声都有冲动要流泪，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我告诉我自己不可以，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为是不可能的，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我回避了你，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你应该不会察觉，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在你心中，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我连一丁点的位置都没有，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我没有勇气期盼，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;只希望你会快乐，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;哪怕是简单的快乐，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;虽然我是奶茶，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不是咖啡。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-258374415298043180?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Its winter solstice festival. I realized day by day things around me are changing. Perhaps I have to accept the fact of "time will not stop running" Growing up growing up! And I suck at cooking. Mummy, must teach me some skills. Your cooking are the best. Best of best, I really appreciate every single thing you do for us. I might not show it, but Im loving you every second okay! Im going to blog in Mandarin today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;冬至了，又可以吃到汤圆了。很享受搓汤圆的过程。一步一步将粉变成与家人分享的甜品。说真的，我并不知道冬至的意义，我只知道冬至是一家人一起庆祝的日子。妈妈煮了白斩鸡。虽然鸡只们很可怜，但是华人的大日子里都少不了它们不是吗？看着妈妈蹲在厨房里斩鸡的模样，我觉得妈妈，您老了。。。可惜我不会斩鸡。可想以后我的家婆一定会嫌弃我吧，一个连鸡也不会斩的女人，娶来干嘛噢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不敢直视妈妈，我怕我看到她的皱纹后我会忍不住流泪。她付出太多了。。。是她，将我抚育成今天的Chong Wendy ! 没有她，就没有今天的我。十八个月大开始，我就跟着妈妈上班去了。别人家的小孩子在家看卡通，在家吃午饭后才去上学；我则一大清早就跟妈妈到公司去上班。到了那儿，没有电视机，没有沙发，只有一张供我坐着的椅子。所以，听写，默写，同反义词我都会在妈妈的公司才温习，以便打发时间。小时候，公司还有一张婴儿床。婴儿床在妈妈的座位后，妈妈一边工作，就一边用脚来摇婴儿床中的小女孩睡觉，而那小女孩，就是我。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在这十八年里，公司搬迁了四次。每一次的搬迁我都得总新适应环境。习惯了，没有埋怨了，只有感激。就因为这样，妈妈让我学习了“adaptable"的道理。从来，只有人去适应环境，没有环境适合你的。我们不断地在长大，身边的事和物也不断地在改变更新，只有学习了这道理才能坚强。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;从学院回来已经很累很累了，但是，爸妈比我更累。很乐意的帮妈妈煮汤圆。过程中妈妈不断的教导我，呵呵!妈妈曾经对我说过由于长时间在公司工作，所以她的厨艺不会很精湛。其实，您真的很好了。姑姑每一次都称赞你的厨艺的不是吗哈哈。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;COOKING PROCESS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those ready glutinous balls are put inside the cooker. Water was boiled with pandan leaves 2.5 tea spoons of sugar were added to make the solvent taste sweeter. I threw them in actually XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rs98GxyaZN0/TvyLZ1-gvdI/AAAAAAAADIY/sVlcoBkVIfs/s1600/IMG_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rs98GxyaZN0/TvyLZ1-gvdI/AAAAAAAADIY/sVlcoBkVIfs/s320/IMG_1348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691577305191726546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boil it boil it !Mum says, when those glutinous balls float on the surface of water, it means it started to cook already. Tee hee. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JChhJVavN1s/TvyLSM4YzeI/AAAAAAAADIM/GftiIA-qPp8/s1600/IMG_1342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JChhJVavN1s/TvyLSM4YzeI/AAAAAAAADIM/GftiIA-qPp8/s320/IMG_1342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691577173901102562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wendy, chef of the day =) *PIMPLES* &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; I enjoyed the process very much tee hee !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tb4uTVu51_E/TvyLAX_hQsI/AAAAAAAADIA/7gXc6I-TxsI/s1600/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tb4uTVu51_E/TvyLAX_hQsI/AAAAAAAADIA/7gXc6I-TxsI/s320/IMG_1349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691576867646161602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And when its cooked, its ready to eat! =D Actually... I feel like eating now ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upgxJGBZ5Vc/TvyKx4MC2qI/AAAAAAAADH0/c96V0BBqeQs/s1600/IMG_1351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upgxJGBZ5Vc/TvyKx4MC2qI/AAAAAAAADH0/c96V0BBqeQs/s320/IMG_1351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691576618590591650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2011年冬至的汤圆是Wendy煮的哦，一定没有妈妈往年煮的好吃，但是在Facebook上还是Tag了很人。榜上有名的人，在我的心里也有榜。榜上无名的，并不代表我忘记了你,只是暂时没有想到你嘻嘻。下次再煮汤圆时，我要我的汤圆里有花生馅。我已经决定了在SemBreak时要学煮。现在非常时期，啊！努力吧！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS : those family and friends who wanted to join me in making glutinous ball with peanut paste can pm me in facebook before 2012's CNY. The more the merrier ! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2eZSSucM4rE/TvyKXcUqT8I/AAAAAAAADHo/kEteadHbpR4/s1600/IMG_1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2eZSSucM4rE/TvyKXcUqT8I/AAAAAAAADHo/kEteadHbpR4/s320/IMG_1352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691576164433940418" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Winter Solstice Festival again! May Winter Solstice brings us warmth always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-6780759067527486859?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Everything was okay, okay but not great. I have plenty of feelings in my heart and I do not know how to express it. Is not that I dont want to share with the others, but I dont feel like telling tales. I wont change myself for the others. Wendy is Wendy. I have my own life and I live for it. Siting at the back seat, variety of feelings came and visited me within the hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ABANDONED MY BLOG &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malaysian drivers, CAN ALL OF YOU PLEASE DRIVE SAFE?! =( I always see accidents happen on the way to TARC. Its scary ! Seeing those cops lying down in the middle of the road with the black plastic bag covered on it, I started to realize that life is short. Is very short indeed. I always say, I have lot of things to do, I wish I have more time! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; The motorcycle was put aside, vegetables and newspapers all around the road. I saw his legs.... I guess he is on the way to somewhere, with some vegetables huh.... And in the early morning, he lost his chance to live... He didnt say goodbye to his family, did he cherish the last moment he spent with his family? Rest in peace, thats the only thing I can do, pray for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I die, I want to make sure my parents are in good condition. They are the one who gave birth of me. Especially mummy. I know you love me, I seriously can feel it. I love you very much too. Im truly sorry for being silent when I was stressed up. Because I know, once I talk, we will have conflicts. Thus I chose to be silent, I want peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe in faith. 在芸芸人海之中，可以认识你们（我身边的朋友），是我的荣幸。Being kind to the others around is my priority. Helping the others is just like helping yourself. Friends, should help each other. Friends, should love each other. Thats no way for betraying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我珍惜我们之间的缘分，并不代表我喜欢你，而是因为我珍惜你！自己是个快热的人，很容易会相信别人。觉得跟你投缘，可能是因为我们都有共同的星座吧！哈哈。即使是好感，我也不会要有近一步的发展。我很珍惜我们的友情。对我来说，友情就很幸福了，很足够。没有心情谈恋爱，知道自己没有资格谈恋爱。我要兼顾的事情太多了。谈恋爱会是我的一种负担。很享受我的单身生活。每当我失落的时候，撑我的是他们在精神上的支持与拥抱。一段真挚的友情，真的是很难得的。我不会因为流言蜚语而放弃一段真挚的友情，因为这是考验。在将来的日子里，你一定要在我需要你的时候出现哦！因为，我和会一样。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Close friend will do. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;谢谢你。我希望我们是一辈子的好朋友！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-7170573793365859803?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://quinnae.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/shadow-of-woman.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天我用华语写部落！&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leon的部落真的很感性咯！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;可能这就是华语的魅力吧！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看来我的华语真的是要加把劲了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天我很开心。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;上Music的时候，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们各自都表演了我们自己创作的歌曲。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;觉得每个人都做得很好，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;尤其是Leon。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那把Uncle的声音真得是不错一下咯！哈哈！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他最高分哦！应该的应该的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talented 到，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最后一分钟还可以那么的冷静，酷~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是我对自己不是很满意，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我觉得自己很差，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是我已经很努力了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;讨厌哮喘病！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为你，我不能唱高音！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一唱高音就会喘，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;很辛苦！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;今天的我应该是出丑了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不敢面对同学们的眼光。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beng，Liau，Leon帮我搬keyboard，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;很感动！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beng还驾车到宿舍帮我。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leon还帮我搬整个keyboard，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;真的很感动咯！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么我班上的男同学却没有那么的gentlemen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;自从TT过后，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他们三个就是我在TAR遇到的gentlemen了，哈哈！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不错一下！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;此刻的我正在聆听“那些年”。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当我细心的聆听那歌词后，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你让我想起了你。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;四年了。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么还是会固定的想起你？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我很讨厌那种感觉。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我很想告诉你，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我没有忘记，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我真的没有。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;沉淀在这思念你的心情，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;突然我在感情的世界里很懦弱，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在我的感情世界里，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;它是那么的灰，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我已经没有勇气去尝试。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你的笑容已经告诉我，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有了我，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;你过得很好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;感谢她，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;把你的每一天都添上了色彩。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这让我跟肯定，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我不好。。。。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;翻看以往的日记时，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;发现自己与现在的我不一样了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有那么勉强，没有那么固执，没有那么幼稚了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;读着自己写下的心情，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我真的对我以前的我感到厌恶。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那天在新加坡的美食中心看到老婆婆卖纸巾，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3包一元，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在远处已经听到那把微弱的声音，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我环绕四周却找不到声音的主人，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;然后继续吃我的烧鸡饭。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“3包一元。。。”。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;它来了，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我抬头一看，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;一位年迈的老婆婆，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;身穿烂衫，行动蹒跚的在我旁边，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看着老婆婆的眼神，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的心很酸。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么那么老了，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那么可怜还要出来卖纸巾？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她的孩子呢？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;妹妹说，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Jie,what to do? Should we ask mummy to come over here?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I dont have money right now...! Wait I go to mum, you ask her to wait for me here!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我回答道。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我用最快的速度跑到妈妈身旁，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;向妈妈要了一元。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我把硬币塞到婆婆手上，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;握着她的手的那一刻，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她不断地向我微笑，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她给了我5包纸巾！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我把多余的两包给回她，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她却不肯拿回，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;然后转身离开了。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;老婆婆走了后，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我的心很不舒服，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我很担心她，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;虽然我不认识她，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是我真的很想陪她一起把纸巾卖完，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;然后放心的送她回家。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;半小时后，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我们要离开了。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这个时候，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我又看见了老婆婆。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;天气很热，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;看到她很热，很可怜。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我跑了过去，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;告诉她我还要纸巾。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当老婆婆转身时，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;。。。。。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;动作缓慢的她挡着了一个肥肥Uncle的去路，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle的手上端着一碗鱼丸汤。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WOOOOI! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他提高了桑子，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;把话抛向老婆婆！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;老婆婆无奈的看着他，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;无助的很！！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我很生气！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;愤怒了！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle双眼瞪着我，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;示意着我没把老婆婆看好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我真的生气了！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"STUPID UNCLE! NOT CIVILIZED! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;AH MA ALSO WANT TO BULLY?! WALAO A!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;JUST BECAUSE OF STUPID FISHBALL SOUP! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;AND YOU SHOW ME THE STUPID EYES! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I WONDER WHEN YOU OLD ALREADY, WHAT WILL YOU BE! STUPID STUPID STUPID! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I FEEL LIKE KICKING YOUR BIG BUTT! "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;我嘀咕道，而且很大声！&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;坐在附近的人看着我，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;我看回他们，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;再回头看一看老婆婆，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;很有那股冲动去拥抱她，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;很想对她说，“take care !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;肥肥Uncle瞪着我，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;然后很不爽的继续吃他的面。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;过后，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;目送着老婆婆的背影，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;我离开了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;不知道下次再到美食中心时，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tissue 婆婆，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;你会是受了多少的委屈和悲伤？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;你，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;还会在吗。。。。？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-4349619662951060414?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Im a horrible blogger I know. I been too busy. Life has been too hectic for me. In fact, I was seriously exhausted. Tons of shit I need to face each day I wake up. Going college daily makes me realize 24 hours a day is long. Attending tutorials daily is tiring and tiring. Reached college at 7.30am, while reached home at 8.30pm. Hmm... Quite a long period at college.... Having this kind of schedule for weeks is HORRIBLE. Each time I step into the doorstep I feel like lying down. Each time I laid down, Mr Dizzy comes to visit me. After showering and dinner time, is time to sit at the desk to go on with my work again. Woo hooo.... So exciting huh.... I know, days like this wont guarantee my health but warranty the risk of health...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Past few weeks...16.11.11..... I couldnt see well.. My eye sight. Yes, I encountered vision problem. I couldnt see well. My left eye wasnt focusing at all. Instead, I only see a super blurr image developed, while my right eye remain the same. I thought it happened because I was too blurred or maybe I was too sleepy. But it persisted for 2 weeks already. I felt that something is not right. Day by day. Seek for doctors. First of all, got myself a pair of glasses. Oh no , I look super auntie with it. Or proper word, GRANDMA. My cousin sister asked me to see another doctor --- Doctor Helen. After my classes, went to see Doctor Helen. So many check ups woi! Test this, test that. I entered 3 different rooms just for the check up purposes. Tiring. My eyes were red. Before Doctor Helen used some kind of machine to scan through my eyes, the nurse dripped few drops of liquid into my eyes. Immediately, my eyes became super red. The feelings was suffering, is hot ! =( Then Doctor Helen used some light rays to shine on my eyes.. OH MY... so painful ! =(((( At the very moment, I seriously feel that HEALTH IS WEALTH. Nothing comes before that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so worried. After the few check ups.. Result was out immediately. 6 words caused me this. S-T-R-E-S-S ! Doctor Helen said I was too stress, it caused the nerve impulse in my brain to stretch tightly, and eventually it blocks my vision. Thats why I encounter vision problem. Okay, we always see this from the drama. Finally, it happened to me. My pressure caused me to have eye sight problem. She said, I must rest, cannot be too tired. Or else I will have more health problems. Worst to worst, I might experience temporaily loss of vision when it becomes extreme. Before that, things around me will become blur day by day. Gosh ... Dont happen to me. Thank God for giving me such a signal to ask me to take care of myself. I still have lot of things havent do ! I wanna travel around the world, complete my musical journey and I havent get married ! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must seriously take care of myself.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-6646077670731085950?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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href="http://www.turnbacktogod.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/Ten-Rules-Of-Life.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 520px; height: 314px;" src="http://www.turnbacktogod.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/Ten-Rules-Of-Life.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 4 in the morning..&lt;div&gt;His mind has me and my mind have you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but your mind has her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats with me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for being there for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can really feel that someone is helping me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can really feel that someone is being there for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You so much God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really appreciate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you people around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I treat them sincerely with my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I realized that bitches and bastards do exist in the world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they will just do anything to you even though you are not wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what you do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they will just backstab you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they will just find ways to make you piss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie Connie told me to ignore and I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She urged me to protect myself and I told her Im okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I can handle it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because I believe I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear bitches and bastards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a big thank you to you for ruining my life sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those challenges are interesting huh haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make me become stronger, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will always failed to make me hate you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because I simply wont hate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you ask me why,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are just in the process of growing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are not ready to step into the next level of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are waiting for me to start an argument with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sorry I will never,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are waiting for me to slap you into your face in the public,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sorry I will never,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you dont deserve me to slap you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will still talk to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we dont call that fake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We name it as respect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will still continue paying my respect to you =DDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please remember that the world is beautiful,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your life is going to be pretty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you appreciate everything around you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cherish memories in your life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not to forget,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love the people around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in karma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open your heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;accept the fact that they are always people who are better than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont jealous them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;envy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont criticize them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;praise them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are about to stay in the hatred world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you are going to be alone in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think positively, always...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though if theres one day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your best friend lied to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont get mad at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They put in effort to find an excuse to hide it from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These shows that you are important to them in their heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead of keeping it away from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know why am i so sentimental in a sudden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;college life let me realized,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;world is cruel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you try your best,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do your part,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and smile at the bitches and bastards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will realize,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you dont need them in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;help them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because they are going to suffer from their stupid high ego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-1353714402030433570?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The feelings of my heart &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks for those who hated me,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you made me become stronger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks for those who loved me,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you made my heart became fonder.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks for those who cared me,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you made me feel important.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks for those who entered my life,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you made me who am I today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks for those who left,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you showed me that nothing lasts forever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks for those who stayed,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you showed me true friendship.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks for those who listened,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you made me like I was worth it.&lt;/b&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/964722870657703369-6882315337272137920?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I miss her so much! Little girl! Hehe. FYI, she is studing medical in imaging in Nilai University College. A very special cute girl. I love her so much! We click. And the click comes eventually! Haha. This is the unique of a true friendship. A relationship which makes you feel so comfortable and dont even need to hide yourself infront of them. We share everything. And we talk about everything. Hanging out with the one you love makes you feel comfortable. At the same time, the magic of love enhance the relationship between us. That is awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was late, sorry dearie ! Due to the XXX festival at the temple, there was a minor traffic jam and I was stuck in the jam for 45 minutes. She must be very hungry. Im so sorry dear. Finally reached her house around 9pm. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; When I see her shadow, I feel like crying already. I feel like hugging her and cry. I got so much things to tell her! Gosh... Miss her so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed to Desa Park City. The same old place where we love to hang out. It was drizzling actually. Haha. Then,went to Kluang station for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is us, unbreakable love between us &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmtCJAvAC4I/ToX59ANdYbI/AAAAAAAADGk/HaYSY8AzE34/s1600/IMG_0839.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WmtCJAvAC4I/ToX59ANdYbI/AAAAAAAADGk/HaYSY8AzE34/s320/IMG_0839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658203333284684210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a glass of hot lime juice. Hoping it can cure my coughing. Toast slice was my dinner. Still I would prefer Old Town's bread slices. Hee hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-92pG8_MCMSA/ToX5u8NWb8I/AAAAAAAADGc/W-sPacsCpJY/s1600/IMG_0836.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-92pG8_MCMSA/ToX5u8NWb8I/AAAAAAAADGc/W-sPacsCpJY/s320/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658203091692318658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelly's nasi lemak. So tempting. She finished all! =DDDDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-beFM7zUK9e8/ToX5nA5e46I/AAAAAAAADGU/y0WC7ZkRPlQ/s1600/IMG_0835.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-beFM7zUK9e8/ToX5nA5e46I/AAAAAAAADGU/y0WC7ZkRPlQ/s320/IMG_0835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658202955512210338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture so much !!! =DDDDD I love her even more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYdEvoEfcHk/ToX5fm3IOLI/AAAAAAAADGM/H4FD-e7Cyuw/s1600/IMG_0841.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yYdEvoEfcHk/ToX5fm3IOLI/AAAAAAAADGM/H4FD-e7Cyuw/s320/IMG_0841.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658202828263930034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel great talking to her. She totally , totally get me. Sometimes even if I did not mention what I wanted to say, but she will understand what I what to say. Haha. Thats why I say, we click! Thank God for letting me to know her. An angel in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked around at the park to chill ourselves after the dinner. The lake was pretty. However, after all the plantations there, it made the river looked so scary. Even when you walk pass the edge of the lake, you will be afraid as you might not know whether frogs and snakes will suddenly sneak out to visit you or not haha. Then we went to the playground. We played the swing together. It was so windy when swinging in the middle of the wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT....!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE STUPID GUARD !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh, I know is his responsibility. But using torchlight to lime at us by yelling "TURUN TURUN" is totally stupid, and ridiculous. We went off and chatted on the bench. It was so nice talking with a true sister under the dark sky. Romantic haha! Later on, we saw the guard scolded and warned the few teenagers who sat on the swing. Not to say what, restricting adults to play on the swing is stupid. This rules is stupid. The playground is open for public okay! Grrrr. I wonder the structure of the swing is it that poor huh, cant even weight an adult. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, felt so much better after spilling all my feelings to her. I love her so much! We hold hand and walked around , walked around. I gave her a bracelet to wish her good luck in her future. I love you Kelly! Muacks you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will hang out soon! LOVE YOU SO MUCH ! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: See, a true sister brighten the day !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-6760974323801494906?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Both of them are so adorable and I like them seriously XD They are so serious yet naughty haha! I guess most of the lecturers who under Social Science are hyperactive like the students, no doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were separated into group and we were told to discuss the behaviour of Malaysia radio listeners. Target audience must be drivers. In my group, I got interviewed because I was the only driver in the group. "What are on your mind while you are driving?" This question pulled me to the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea.. I thought of the past. I do. Seriously do. After the class, went to CFCP to apply for the foreign language course and it happened to tell me that it is full ! I was like .....ERR?!!! I came days ago and told them to reserve a space for me due to my bankdraft problem!! I spent 15 minutes to persuade the head officer to help me. I very glad that she listens to me and she trying her best to understand my situation. Thankful. She promised me to try her best to persuade the tutor. Gosh, I hope tomorrow when I see her, she will tell me good news. Sometimes, when there is a will, there is a way. We are human, we are flexible, do not be tied by the rules completely, that is call lifeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed to date Kelly to 1U but she couldnt make it. She will be back on Sunday. I truly understand that she needs to spend time with her mummy thus I decided to change our date. A true sister, a true friend she is. My true friends and soulmates came to me during my secondary school life. Im thankful. Even though Im in college already. Yea, I met new friends, but I would say I will still love and prefer to hang out with my sisters. We know each other too well. Our background click ! The feelings is comfortable and awesome when you talk to them. Is like, we are meant to know each other. I really miss them so much. College time, we cant meet daily as usual. It upset me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I tried calling Abee, Euny, Thong, Kar Yee and Joey. All of them are busy, got college to attend. Arr.... Dont worry, I understand. So, I drove to 1U alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to 1U, i was listening to Taylor Swift's "Fearless". Yeah Im fearless haha. From my house to 1U, 20 minutes! =D The feelings of driving alone is lonely. When I look at the back mirror, I saw empty seats. Nobody accompany. I was accompanied by the radio and songs only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passed the LDP Toll and those cars are flying so fast ! Woosh! Drive safe alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weekdays memang weekdays. The cars is like so few and there are many empty spaces at the parking space there. Got through the escalator, the 1st shop I saw was Shabu-shabu Yen. Haha. Is been a decade I never go there ever since the year of 2008. Then I saw Padini Concept Store. The mall is so empty. It is not crowded at all. I feel like skating in the mall. It will be fun I think haha. You know what ? Shopping alone distress. It helps me to withdraw myself from the hectic lifestyle for a while, at least. The feeling is great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first shop I went, Cotton On. Okie, the shop was empty, I only saw three staffs there. Got 2 patrons only. I am the 3rd one at the moment. Walked around, shopped around. Tried clothes around. Finally made up my mind to buy a skirt for myself. I suck in pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Cotton On, I went Parkson! Wow, Jeep is launching their new clothes. They are great because it is floral patterns hehe! I cant resist on the temptation of floral. Eventually I bought myself one floral top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding the two plastic bags, walking around at the Highstreet, I heard "when you say nothing at all". Haha. Couples around me. I wonder, they do not need to work eh? Saw some tourists shopping there. And Japanese haha. One of the girl spoke something to me, I was like err haha. And i just gave her a smile only. She smiled back. The feelings is warm. I like it. Is like she is  stranger but a smile shorten the distance between us. And it touches my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking around at 1U is like walking in a familiar place with lonely feelings. I saw aside, thinking about my life. I then went MPH. Saw some guys dressed into athlete style, guess they just done their workout at Celebrity Fitness. I walked around at magazine department, flipped through the magazine. The bunch of guys walked passed me, one of them smiled at me. Smile. Again. Yea, smile back. As a human being, do not be too selfish to share your joy and smile to the others. It may change things in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked passed pedicure shop. Wow. A gang of aunties were siting so comfortably in the shop, and their legs were being washed and be painted. So comfortable. Their life is so relaxing. Haha. And I noticed most of them dressed up so pretty and grand. Woo. And their bags. Whoa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last destination I went Forever 21. I took few dressed and tried on it since I have plenty of time to do it so. Pinky, orangy, greeny and blueish. Orangy is my final decision. Came out from the shop, and my hands were carrying few plastic bags already. Walking alone in the mall. Shopping alone I can say, the feelings is very empty. Really empty... I saw something nice and intresting,  I turned around and no one is beside me but air are surrounding me. And the strange look of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended my alone-shopping trip around 4.30pm. Went back by using Kota Damansara way, which is a longer way to reach my house. I hate traffic lights. Driving needs patience. Or else your day will be ruined. Once again, listening to the Taylor Swift song. Now, I took 30 minutes to reach home. Woo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must be strong. It makes me grow up. Yea I can do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope tomorrow will be a good news for me. No matter what the outcome is going to be, I must think positively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A moment like this made me thought of my life. My life must be colorful, life is too short for regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A moment like this, I miss you...Haha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-4035838603431543657?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Christine, Eunice, Kelly, Abee, Stephanie , Ting Ting, Ai Ai. They are close to me, close to my life. Kalye, is one of them. One of my dear. I been going to her house every Friday ever since the past years. Used to have dinner at her house with her family every Friday ;) After that, Auntie or Uncle Wong will send us to Mr Kent's tuition Hee Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Auntie's cooking is the delicious mama-cooking style. Tasty yet tasty. The smell can make your saliva drips for minutes before looking at the cooking. Muahaha. I had tasted the Creamy Apple Pie from Pearly Jie Jie at Kalye's house. Homemade Creamy Apple Pie, what do you think? XD &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*delicious-nya* &lt;/span&gt;Not for sale tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I greeted Uncle &amp;amp; Auntie once I reached Ah Lye's house. I miss her house so much WEY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feelings of "HOME". Love it so much. This lovely Ah Lye gave me present and it is a cute shirt ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LITTLE MISS CHATTERBOX. Is blue in colour and it is an adorable shirt ! I feel so young when I saw the cartoon =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suredesigntshirts.com/images/1303299167474529282467.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 175px;" src="http://www.suredesigntshirts.com/images/1303299167474529282467.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked talked talked. We share everything okay. First time driving Ah Lye out for a date at 1U. Sorry for the late date sis ! Although I was sick, coughing like a mad woman, but I know I must take her out no matter what. Is been too long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shopped, walked around in 1U happily like nobody buisness. She dressed up so PRETTY! Look at her hairstyle! Is fish braid! Oh girl you are so going to help me tie a fish braid one day ;) As usual, she has the goodie goodie look. Haha! And her skin! I salute! As smooth as the egg shell. She did not use SK-II, but she used something very traditional to keep her face smooth and fair all the time------ s.e.c.r.e.t &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is my sick look! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gosh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Asthma made my face swollen can you see that? The consequence of gasping for air =( I have lotsa things to do! I want a healthy body! That is all I want. And yeah, the only picture I took with Ah Lye today due to my (not ugliness) but unpretty-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PwgzI2dKu0Q/Tn4AbSQW8kI/AAAAAAAADGE/RC8JWmY2m9w/s1600/IMG_0827.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PwgzI2dKu0Q/Tn4AbSQW8kI/AAAAAAAADGE/RC8JWmY2m9w/s320/IMG_0827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655958650780840514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York Deli welcome us , K &amp;amp; W. She is so happy, enjoying with her spaghetti Olio Olio ! She is cute isnt it. An adorable girl girl ! I love her. We chatted for so long ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtFExdIQrs0/Tn4ASGWGXrI/AAAAAAAADF8/IPaokzsNMYE/s1600/IMG_0821.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtFExdIQrs0/Tn4ASGWGXrI/AAAAAAAADF8/IPaokzsNMYE/s320/IMG_0821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655958492964871858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Im sick, but this is the only thing I found SHOULD BE okay for me hehe. NEW YORK DOGGIE! Nice ! The french fries is superb I tell you! But huh, I, as a sorethroat pantient, I donated my fries to Ah Lye XD haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61QlLj2ruxU/Tn4AH35Jk3I/AAAAAAAADF0/yl8x2ieUUVs/s1600/IMG_0820.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61QlLj2ruxU/Tn4AH35Jk3I/AAAAAAAADF0/yl8x2ieUUVs/s320/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655958317286658930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There we watched BridesMaids. A lovely comedy which made us laughed like insane ladies in the cinema HAHA! In the movie, we got to enjoy the vision of pretty dresses and the way of betraying best friend. What the Fish. Made me so angry when she betrayed her ! Urgh! Feel like crawling into the screen to spill my sputum on her head. !2@%^$#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cinemovie.tv/cinemovie_new/images/stories/MoviePosters/Bridesmaids-movie-poster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 592px;" src="http://cinemovie.tv/cinemovie_new/images/stories/MoviePosters/Bridesmaids-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After enjoying the show, a great show, this cute Ah Lye brought me to Lava! =D Chosen Rose,Pistachio, Green tea, Vanilla, Blueberry ...'s.....MACAROONS! How sweet she is! She treat me macaroons! I refused to but she insisted, Ah Lye, why are you so lovely ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DWTRvySkjwo/Tn3-woonHFI/AAAAAAAADFs/wnlKUpv6u4g/s1600/IMG_0832.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DWTRvySkjwo/Tn3-woonHFI/AAAAAAAADFs/wnlKUpv6u4g/s320/IMG_0832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655956818542140498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macaroons ! We shared the macaroons together. The feelings of sharing with your sisters is totally great. Well. 6 macaroons, if divided by 2 person, each should eat 3 macaroons. Ahem, my math not that bad haha. Then each only can taste 3 flavors of macaroons?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y981Utwa5AA/Tn3911HmmQI/AAAAAAAADFk/kzBd2gLc0Yo/s1600/IMG_0831.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y981Utwa5AA/Tn3911HmmQI/AAAAAAAADFk/kzBd2gLc0Yo/s320/IMG_0831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655955808281073922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how we solved the problem. SMASH it into two pieces! Then we get to enjoy all the flavor! =) Thank to our mama for feeding us good quality of milk when we were young XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ulT8cq0J1EY/Tn39hkBmJqI/AAAAAAAADFc/olFptY1aiuE/s1600/IMG_0833.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ulT8cq0J1EY/Tn39hkBmJqI/AAAAAAAADFc/olFptY1aiuE/s320/IMG_0833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655955460095092386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what a sis does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We share, and we care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most importantly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE L&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(28, 42, 71); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;VE EACH OTHER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I intend to drive slowly on the way back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to get more time to talk to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love to spend time together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because we are sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH WONG KALYE! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always your AH WEN ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had my date with my dears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, im waiting for the sis, Eunice to date me ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Luck ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-6033842681979696576?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ahem*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;macam yes haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is about 10.30am in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rushed to the squash court as fast as I could,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deng deng!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw dear already sitting there, prepared hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learnt drop shot, boast, lob and smash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the feelings when my racquet get in touch with the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear used single dot squash ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So nice la =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I could not believe we played for 2 hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So happy and excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shu Bin is too good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel kinda embarassing playing with such a good player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I should say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a GENG player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While im just a little weak army tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a nice game with dear seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad halfway Mr Bryan came and disturbed me on the top of the gym room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made me could not focus on the shot =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Distraction ni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love squash so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although my condition wasn't that good that time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as my asthma reacted a day ago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but due to the passion to squash,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant resist ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much to my coach Ms Chia !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your patience and guidance I shall never forget =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My squash journey still goes on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You helped me released stress,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you helped me to burn calories,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you helped me to work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Squash o squash I LOVE YOU !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-2897591210417624670?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 425px; height: 282px;" src="http://blog.not2wo.com/images/2009/2/i-heart-me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asthma been reacting very frequently these days.&lt;div&gt;I ran out from the lecture hall to the toilet within 11 secs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to vomit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart beats very fast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coughing is evil,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it brings me asthma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asthma even worse,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it tortures me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insomnia is the worst,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it visited me as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at the ceiling in the dark,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was immersed in sorrow and loneliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The silence of the darkness......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd day of Sem 2,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont feel excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite knowing a hectic lifestyle begins again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im nervous and Im worried...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is not that I cant mix with them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but Im struggling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents paid for the fees,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they want me to study hard, work hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of coming college to hang out with friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talking rubbish during lecture,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drag assignments,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ignore tutorials and intend to resit and resit again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why....!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont want to be like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I dont mix with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im left out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I mix with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im afraid I might be affected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we are getting older,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the responsibilities expand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life gets harder each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels good after overcoming problems and problems,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its great when you know achievements is done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it a succeed when you realized you are the one who put in effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you look back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your life is colored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dislike the feelings of getting overwhelming pressure ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I will be strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will take it as a challenge from God to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will challenge it, come on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I dont think I can, I hold on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can do it !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chong Wendy, HOLD ON. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-4315999705463558560?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was pretty boring at the beginning, as in the first week. Today consider the second week already. However,I feel that my sem break had just started. I woke up late in the morning today. I supposed to reach kindergarten by 10.30am but ended up 10.45am only reach Kindergarten.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was lazy to walk to the kindergarten, so thanks mama for giving me a ride XD ! Once I reached the kindergarten, my heart was thinking... "omg what if they really cannot remember me?"...."do they still remember me huh?"...hmm doesnt  matter... Even if they really forgot about me, it doesnt matter as long as I remember them, my sweet children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment I reached the gate, I saw my 6 years old children gathering at the gate there, smiling and laughing over there already. Once Kakak opened the gate, the bunch of children were like yelling " TEACHER WENDY !" ... Gosh! So loud yet so touched! I looked at each of them carefully, I noticed that they had changed. From long hair became short hair, short hair became long hair,physical changes as well as their appearance. Oh they did not forgot about me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cute boy  Darwish dyed his hair into red for Raya celebration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elisha was like "TEACHER WENDY I MISS YOU SO MUCH!", he even hugged me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Haha, Gosh this is lovable.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angela was looking at me like last time, spoke in Mandarin "You are Teacher Wendy!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hooi Wen followed the crowd , shouted " Teacher Wendy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jing Shuang was looking at me, giggling over there but she did not scream my name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wan Yuan a kae-po-chi as usual, "Teacher Wendy why your hair so long already want? and bla bla.. haha"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my lazy girl Erica came to me and smiled at me cutely! Her smile told me "Ahh Teacher Wendy".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christine was sitting there, very quietly. But she came near me as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of the sudden, my girls, Rong Hui and Sue Hann hugged me so tightly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh... Kids are amazing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were doing their homework at first and I didnt mean to disturb them at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave them Apollo, they were so happy about it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tung tung also came beside me and shouted "Teacher Wendy". Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, his intention was to take the packet of apollo only haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat down and had a great conversation with Teacher Janet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People says shes strict.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, she was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when I talked to her today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps because of the position I visited kindergarten today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she talked to me very nicely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then went up ato visit 5 years old class and 4 years old class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw Teacher Megah, and I saw a new student, Alin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jia Wei and Jia Jie keep laughing over there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cute pair of twins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then Adik Hazmi, and so do Yu Chen haha! So lovable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea Oh Zhen Cheng!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad Alfred and Jayden absent =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I went into 5 years old class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher Susien was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher Janet asked Lavina :"do you remember her?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lavina was like "Teacher Wong."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I looked at her for a long time, she giggled and laughed like a strawberry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"TEACHER.......WENDY!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She came to me and kissed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anis and Suzana got short hair already,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;adorable as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aini as well, a small size girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I saw Ming Ming, running like an active boy with Haiqal. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Abang injured his forehead haha! A big patch of plaster was sticking on his forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kean Chong very shy and very quiet haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they came a new student again, Sofea =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice to meet you girl haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love them so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since those little bunch of children are going to have a concert already,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were practising their dancing steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can tell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of them are really talented,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;move like a straw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while some are not enjoying the music at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But is fun to see them dance infront of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aini,Suzana and Anis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 of them peformed infront of me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lavina even share her Koko Crunch with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she even feed me those Koko Cruch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children are so adorable!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elisha talked to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i helped them to do their colouring as usual haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the way the approached me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appreciate it so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss them my children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before they go back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anis kissed me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lavina kissed me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of them hugged me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially Rong Hui,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hugged me non-stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I did carried her and walked around the kindergarten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children are so adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much my children, I love all of you !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/964722870657703369-7792592524597682273?l=wendy-secret-garden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcAQno7fyp7ImA9WhdWFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-964722870657703369.post-41963436406237392</id><published>2011-09-07T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T00:30:43.407+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-08T00:30:43.407+08:00</app:edited><title>太阳花与小树苗</title><content type="html">在数年前起，小树苗出现在太阳花的生命里。。。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花认识了大红花，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;从大红花的生命里，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她认识了小树苗。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花非常的疼爱小树苗，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她觉得能够与大红花在一起，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;又能够认识小树苗，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那是一种缘分.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花并没有如愿以偿，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花与大红花分开了，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那时，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花一度想放弃小树苗，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是分分离离，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;小树苗还是回到太阳花身边，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花也很舍不得小树苗的离去。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花与小树苗就这样，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;在这些日子以来，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;曾受到其他植物的批评，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;经过了风风雨雨。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花很懊恼。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为她觉得她和小树苗的距离已经越来越远了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花很伤心，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;难过的并不只是小树苗，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花的心也很痛。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;自从上一次的悲剧，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花觉得自己在小树苗的家族里，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;已经变成了一朵多余而没用的太阳花，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她已经收到了打击，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她没有告诉小树苗，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为小树苗的生活太紧逼了，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花觉得着小事对小树苗来说，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;根本不重要。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花很伤心，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花很失望，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么小树苗会说出那样的话,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;难道在小树苗的心里太阳花的形象就是这样？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;小树苗就是这样来衡量太阳花？！！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花没有责怪小树苗对她的大喊，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是小树苗的行为就好像在伤口上撒盐似的。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有关怀没关系，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;缺少安慰也无所谓，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花只想与小树苗分享她的痛心，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没想到换来的是小树苗的破口大骂。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;很痛，真的很痛，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她的眼泪一滴一滴的滑落，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;心里更是无比的痛！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;原来，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;没有了每天交流的时间，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;彼此的思想会有分歧，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这将会带来沟通的问题，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;问题也会增加。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这一次后，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不知道小树苗与太阳花会不会再一起，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;但是，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;太阳花还是爱着小树苗的。。。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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