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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIEQXs5fip7ImA9WxJUGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222</id><updated>2009-07-19T02:08:20.526+08:00</updated><title>t u l i p s p e a k s</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>567</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/tulipspeaks" type="application/atom+xml" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UNRH4yeyp7ImA9WxJUGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-6211152477816968833</id><published>2009-07-17T10:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:54:55.093+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-17T20:54:55.093+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Nostalgic Friday 76</title><summary>Yea.. the Nostalgic Friday posts are back!Movie: Anandha ThandavamSong: Kanaa KaangirenNo idea why I got addicted to this song. The guy looks cute but a bit gayish. Don't you think?Happy weekend everyone!</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/6211152477816968833/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=6211152477816968833&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6211152477816968833?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6211152477816968833?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/7w6jR1ITk38/nostalgic-friday-76.html" title="Nostalgic Friday 76" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/07/nostalgic-friday-76.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEBR346eCp7ImA9WxJUFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-6748344779592793011</id><published>2009-07-15T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:24:16.010+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T10:24:16.010+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bobby" /><title>Why I prefer dogs to human?</title><summary>[sometimes]



They are affectionate.


Shower them with love and they will give their love to you. No hanky panky there. They are so genuine with their feelings. I see that with Bobby - such an adorable pet of mine.




They protect you.


Its no secret that dogs make excellent guards - hence we have the phrase "guard dogs". Do you know some dogs can be very protective of you regardless they are</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/6748344779592793011/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=6748344779592793011&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6748344779592793011?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6748344779592793011?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/p59LPSGxtZM/why-i-prefer-dogs-to-human.html" title="Why I prefer dogs to human?" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/07/why-i-prefer-dogs-to-human.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AHQnYzeCp7ImA9WxJUFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-2450184518465712764</id><published>2009-07-13T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T10:22:13.880+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-13T10:22:13.880+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>A Steep Learning Curve</title><summary>In life..

I have learnt to take it easyI have learnt to be humbleI have learnt to be independentI have learnt to buck up
I have learnt to smile


In relationship..

I have learnt to give and takeI have learnt to love I have learnt to be passionate
I have learnt not to trust blindlyI have learnt to be extra careful


In career..


I have learnt to work in a teamI have learnt to seek for guidanceI</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/2450184518465712764/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=2450184518465712764&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/2450184518465712764?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/2450184518465712764?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/DXvFuXRNlw8/steep-learning-curve.html" title="A Steep Learning Curve" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/07/steep-learning-curve.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUMRX44fSp7ImA9WxJUEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-1646509430423770963</id><published>2009-07-09T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:11:24.035+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-09T23:11:24.035+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="event" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>I was reunited..</title><summary>..with my schoolmates

And this happened 3 weeks ago. How could I miss a post on a grand reunion, held for the first time after 14 years? 

The idea came when I realised there were so many of ex-Dharmarians (former students of SRK / SMK Dharma) in my Facebook list. Writing in each others' wall, sending virtual gifts and exchanging messages in private were proofs that we are still wanna be in </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/1646509430423770963/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=1646509430423770963&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1646509430423770963?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1646509430423770963?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/sm57Kk17dto/i-was-reunited.html" title="I was reunited.." /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/07/i-was-reunited.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcHSHgzfSp7ImA9WxJVEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-883455481481720562</id><published>2009-06-29T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T14:13:59.685+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-29T14:13:59.685+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="issues" /><title>Normal outside, Criminal inside</title><summary>It's a pity that we often found it out late. Be it sale at the nearby mall, empty parking slot or some people's behaviour. Last week, I came across a series of news articles on various crime convicted by people least expected to. Some excerpts:JOHOR BARU: A Form Five student who refused to marry a man who befriended her less than a month ago was abducted, tortured and molested by the man. He also</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/883455481481720562/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=883455481481720562&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/883455481481720562?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/883455481481720562?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/bUcnfgppmQc/normal-outside-criminal-inside.html" title="Normal outside, Criminal inside" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/SkhaiNqFYAI/AAAAAAAABGM/6YDBgNuUfpc/s72-c/22674956.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/normal-outside-criminal-inside.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ACQn87fip7ImA9WxJWGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-2845118778607623248</id><published>2009-06-26T09:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:29:23.106+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-26T09:29:23.106+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>RIP Micheal Jackson - You Are Not Alone</title><summary>What a news to start my morning with!! Opened my eyes only to see a sms from sis saying the King of Pop is no more :(I am a fan.Born in the 80's, I grew up listening to him and watching him moon walking. His personal life might be filled with scandals and court cases, but he was a true entertainer. This man was called the KING for a reason ok.I remember his sold-out tour to Malaysia when I was 16</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/2845118778607623248/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=2845118778607623248&amp;isPopup=true" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/2845118778607623248?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/2845118778607623248?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/Q4FDEYAIZt8/rip-micheal-jackson-you-are-not-alone.html" title="RIP Micheal Jackson - You Are Not Alone" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/SkQjX7SSibI/AAAAAAAABGE/LC6mbW_BZkY/s72-c/MichealJackson.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/rip-micheal-jackson-you-are-not-alone.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYNQXo9eip7ImA9WxJWGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-5265085248887726169</id><published>2009-06-24T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T17:03:10.462+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T17:03:10.462+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="announcement" /><title>New Blog Theme</title><summary>After battling with the new blog template for about 3 weeks, I manage to customised it to what my blog looks now. A tedious process *sigh. The previous theme will remain as one of my favourite.How is the new look, people?Usually I always receive complaints  that tulipspeaks is loading very slow. But whenever I check with my own pc, it loads perfectly fine. How about this template? Is it still </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/5265085248887726169/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=5265085248887726169&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5265085248887726169?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5265085248887726169?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/njppmsQCnlo/new-blog-theme.html" title="New Blog Theme" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/SkHosVQUN7I/AAAAAAAABF8/1niBuJ8p_Jg/s72-c/old+look.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/new-blog-theme.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4NQXg5cCp7ImA9WxJWGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-6370371476144629313</id><published>2009-06-22T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:43:10.628+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-24T16:43:10.628+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="event" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Malaysia" /><title>Blog 411</title><summary>That was the name given to the 'advance blogging session' organised in conjunction with PJ Challenge '09 Bloggers Karnival. Frankly, I didn't go to attend any of the activities, just wanted to attend the one my friend, Rames was going to talk in which I later found out to be "Blog 411".Mala, Mahen, Puvanan, Anitha and I were there around 10 something in the morning. Registered and hang around the</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/6370371476144629313/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=6370371476144629313&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6370371476144629313?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6370371476144629313?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/WGhU9tbyoNI/blog-411.html" title="Blog 411" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/blog-411.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AERX4yfCp7ImA9WxJWFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-7139792780082895353</id><published>2009-06-20T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:48:24.094+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-22T08:48:24.094+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="announcement" /><title>PJ Challenge '09</title><summary>Chumma Talk: I wish everyday is a Friday.. *sigh***I don't wish to talk so much today. Anyone going for the PJ Challenge '09 Bloggers Carnival? I'll be there, along few of my blogmates. If you are going to be there, let me know.. maybe can meet up for a cup of coffee :P</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/7139792780082895353?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/7139792780082895353?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/3KBSYa8B-po/pj-challenge-09.html" title="PJ Challenge '09" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/pj-challenge-09.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8GQXw9fCp7ImA9WxJWEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-4837617375967077436</id><published>2009-06-18T00:07:00.047+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:07:00.264+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-18T00:07:00.264+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Malaysia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacation" /><title>Weekend getaway</title><summary>Chumma Talk: I know I'm hopeless in replying to comments and blog-hopping. Don't get pissed with me guys. Please have some mercy :P. I will be visiting everyone's home soon.

***
Hopefully you guys are not sick of me continually posting photos of my weekend trips.

Last weekend saw me driving to Malacca, dubbed the Historical State. I have been to Malacca before, but this time it was in a huge </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/4837617375967077436/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=4837617375967077436&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/4837617375967077436?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/4837617375967077436?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/3D4grJmE1VE/weekend-getaway.html" title="Weekend getaway" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/weekend-getaway.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMGRHs5eip7ImA9WxJWEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-183400550668403804</id><published>2009-06-16T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:50:25.522+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-16T08:50:25.522+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>It was not all about fun</title><summary>Roller coaster ride.

That is ONE phrase that summarised my last 5 years on the bumpy road called life. While I shined and succeeded in one part of life, I failed with a huge zero mark in the other part. Life is, after all not all rosy as they say. 

If there was a single thing I could not accept, that would be betrayal. And amazingly, that was what I experienced the most. It happened so </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/183400550668403804/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=183400550668403804&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/183400550668403804?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/183400550668403804?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/UQ4XD_UOOy8/it-was-not-all-about-fun.html" title="It was not all about fun" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/SjbsOYIKKeI/AAAAAAAABFc/Sucnb1qcLxY/s72-c/23107271.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/it-was-not-all-about-fun.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UEQH84eip7ImA9WxJXGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-6992007108133291862</id><published>2009-06-12T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:46:41.132+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-13T00:46:41.132+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="auto" /><title>The pleasure of driving</title><summary>I will never claim myself to be an excellent driver, but I certainly follow the rules on the road and loathe at those who do not. Beside the long drives, there is another thing which attracts me to driving - the independence that it gives. 

It's a pleasure to know that I don't have to depend on anyone or anything to get me going around. Just hop in, start the ignition, slide the gear to D and </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/6992007108133291862/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=6992007108133291862&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6992007108133291862?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6992007108133291862?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/yGG4u_PqkK4/pleasure-of-driving.html" title="The pleasure of driving" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/pleasure-of-driving.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cDRHY6cCp7ImA9WxJXFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-5880314329562921853</id><published>2009-06-08T09:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:37:55.818+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-08T09:37:55.818+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Malaysia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="LOL gang" /><title>Sun, Sea, Sand &amp; Snaps</title><summary>It was a weekend away to the beach. For the first time, I spent time by the beach without getting into the water. It gave me opportunity to experiment my Lumix. We reached the beach around 4pm and it was still freaking hot. The sun was not showing any sign of going down at all. It felt like 1pm, rather than 4!Some shots to share:Some photos are available in my facebook album and I will be adding </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/5880314329562921853/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=5880314329562921853&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5880314329562921853?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5880314329562921853?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/1hKwTkoa1Zg/sun-sea-sand.html" title="Sun, Sea, Sand &amp; Snaps" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/sun-sea-sand.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08EQHs_eip7ImA9WxJXEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-6720518694848967394</id><published>2009-06-05T11:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:16:41.542+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-05T11:16:41.542+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>The story of a red string</title><summary>There is story of a red string which I always share with my girlfriends whenever they come to me, confused with their choice of partner. I'm not in a successful relationship and I never was. But I held on to this story, told by my friend when I was in Form 4. I don't know where she got the story from, but I remind myself of it whenever.. hmm.. well, whenever I need it :PThe story behind the red </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/6720518694848967394/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=6720518694848967394&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6720518694848967394?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6720518694848967394?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/fn_uopD3Auo/story-of-red-string.html" title="The story of a red string" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/SiiNoLyxenI/AAAAAAAABFU/aA9hxLtRf8s/s72-c/24360139.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/story-of-red-string.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQARH0_cSp7ImA9WxJQGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-5311127524808583335</id><published>2009-06-03T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:32:25.349+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-03T10:32:25.349+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>The first half.. well, almost</title><summary>Felt like I just posted this on the New Year Day, and right now half of the year is almost gone! Time certainly flies at rocket speed nowadays!
Looking back at the past 5 months which was eventful and full of drama, I can't help it but to shed tears. Tears of happiness and sorrow kinda get mixed there though. I remember this Bollywood Girls Day Out with Mala &amp; Sundra. Spent half of the day eating</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/5311127524808583335/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=5311127524808583335&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5311127524808583335?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5311127524808583335?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/dkXEAR0zpqY/first-half-well-almost.html" title="The first half.. well, almost" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/first-half-well-almost.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEABQnk6eip7ImA9WxJQGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-8001397289817138676</id><published>2009-06-01T10:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:19:13.712+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-01T10:19:13.712+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="misc." /><title>The Namesake</title><summary>Chumma Talk: Working on a new theme for tulipspeaks. Turned out to be more complicated than I thought. *** Warning: This is not a review of the movie by Mira Nair which had the same title of this post.It was Sunday morning and I was catching up with the Saturday newspaper, while waiting for the day's paper. I know it's lame but I only read the hard copies of mainstream newspapers during the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/8001397289817138676/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=8001397289817138676&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/8001397289817138676?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/8001397289817138676?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/8IgYHKMAWf4/namesake.html" title="The Namesake" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/SiM4bdKjp0I/AAAAAAAABFE/VYAW_DlJ9GU/s72-c/22968748.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/06/namesake.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IGQXc4eSp7ImA9WxJQFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-6984049208726788634</id><published>2009-05-28T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:52:00.931+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-28T09:52:00.931+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>I am being random again</title><summary>Chumma Talk: 9 more days to PD!

***
I am trying to pen down my thoughts for the past few days, but somehow find it hard to put my feelings into words. Geeeez! That is always my problem isn't it? I wonder how these authors manage to write novels and tonnes of them! I can't even write a proper blog post expressing myself and that certainly makes me to look like a loser.

Sometimes, I just find </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/6984049208726788634/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=6984049208726788634&amp;isPopup=true" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6984049208726788634?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6984049208726788634?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/_czC3qLMz-k/i-am-being-random-again.html" title="I am being random again" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/05/i-am-being-random-again.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cERHY4fip7ImA9WxJRGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-4333720846320396175</id><published>2009-05-22T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:16:45.836+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-22T19:16:45.836+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vacation" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Nostalgic Friday 72</title><summary>Another 2 weeks to go for our LOL gang trip to hmm.. somewhere along the coast!! Can't wait to set my foot on the sand!

Taken 2 years ago at the very same beach we are going 2 weeks from now. It's a bit tilted, I know. That was the time when my photo processing skill was at it's lowest :P  Hope to take better photos with my LX3 darling this time around! 

This week's Friday song is dedicated to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/4333720846320396175/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=4333720846320396175&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/4333720846320396175?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/4333720846320396175?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/3nwJ6Vep0V8/nostalgic-friday-72.html" title="Nostalgic Friday 72" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/05/nostalgic-friday-72.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIMRn09cSp7ImA9WxJRGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-1358711765624375697</id><published>2009-05-21T16:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:13:07.369+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-21T16:13:07.369+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poem" /><title>It's my turn</title><summary>Chumma Talk: I wonder what my readers would prefer - a short post or a long one?***I posted this photo below 2 weeks back and completely forgot about my turn to write a story about it. Oppssi! Sorry people. Next time, please remind me okay?My version:There I was, right beside you.There I was, waiting for your move.There I was, hoping you to walk my way.There I was, stopping my journey for your </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/1358711765624375697/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=1358711765624375697&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1358711765624375697?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/1358711765624375697?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/rf6uzq1NM6c/its-my-turn.html" title="It's my turn" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/05/its-my-turn.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04MSX85cSp7ImA9WxJRF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-5860241264301332031</id><published>2009-05-19T09:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:26:28.129+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-19T20:26:28.129+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="quiz" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><title>Do you need a Ph.D too?</title><summary>Doctor of Philosophy - a dream which I am trying to make it a reality; a destination I wish to see the beginning of a dawn; a calling, I would say. I remember hearing this from someone..Doctoral studies is not about intelligence; it's about willpower. A true statement and I am living it right now.I am proud of what I am doing right now. Being a single 29 years old, trying to make the ends meet </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/5860241264301332031/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=5860241264301332031&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5860241264301332031?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5860241264301332031?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/8J4kBhiLYJY/do-you-need-phd-too.html" title="Do you need a Ph.D too?" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OVPpOzWVyf4/ShIGhZwsoDI/AAAAAAAABEE/nmfJana7Awc/s72-c/scroll.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/05/do-you-need-phd-too.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEGSH04eyp7ImA9WxJRE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-4547441534703341289</id><published>2009-05-15T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:37:09.333+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-15T16:37:09.333+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Wondering "How Well You Know Me"?</title><summary>Chumma Talk: I don't understand why my readers are so excited about my Nostalgic Friday posts.

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I posted a quiz about me in FB some time back, promising a reward for the one who scored the highest. I re-published the quiz in my blog as well. The highest score for the quiz was 50% (4 correct answers out of 8 questions) and on average, most of you scored 25% (2/8). While I am a bit disappointed</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/4547441534703341289/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=4547441534703341289&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/4547441534703341289?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/4547441534703341289?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/UOvURdGmnzw/wondering-how-well-you-know-me.html" title="Wondering &quot;How Well You Know Me&quot;?" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/05/wondering-how-well-you-know-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ABRnk5fSp7ImA9WxJREUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-5578258817477638036</id><published>2009-05-13T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:22:37.725+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-13T14:22:37.725+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blog" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>Random thoughts</title><summary>Chumma Talk: Looking out my window.. it's raining so heavily now, after days of dry spell. Why today? All of the sudden? is She crying for me? I wonder..

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Thought of deleting all posts related to all the jerks I met in life.
It won't change what has happened but merely a symbolic gesture that I'm erasing them from my life. 
I did that in my FB.
But then, aren't these people the ones who </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/5578258817477638036/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=5578258817477638036&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5578258817477638036?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/5578258817477638036?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/aVWAxkf-adQ/random-thoughts.html" title="Random thoughts" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/05/random-thoughts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUMSXo8fyp7ImA9WxJREU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-3970627882428591727</id><published>2009-05-12T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:04:48.477+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-12T14:04:48.477+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="event" /><title>Mothers Day 2009</title><summary>Has Mothers Day been commercialised just like the hyped Valentine's Day?Maybe.But that should not deter us from celebrating mothers, should it? :P Mothers are not meant to be celebrated only once a year. Nevertheless, what's the problem of having a celebration on the second Sunday of May?So, what we did at home on Sunday?....Had  a small celebration with all the mothers we could find at home - </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/3970627882428591727/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=3970627882428591727&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3970627882428591727?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3970627882428591727?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/zQfjHKV9oac/mothers-day-2009.html" title="Mothers Day 2009" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/05/mothers-day-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8ER305fyp7ImA9WxJSF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-3134417461675533752</id><published>2009-05-08T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:30:06.327+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-08T00:30:06.327+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fridays" /><title>Nostalgic Friday 70</title><summary>It's no secret that I love sarees. I wore my first saree at the age of 13 and I remember wearing one for some kinda event at the school. 

No. This wasn't the first saree. LOL. This is the latest photo of mine in a saree. 

I go ga-ga over sarees for no apparent reason. Sometimes I wonder why. 

You guys have no idea how tempting it is to walk by stalls like this.


So, this week's Nostalgic </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/3134417461675533752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=3134417461675533752&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3134417461675533752?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/3134417461675533752?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/PmWBzBF8Mjs/nostalgic-friday-70.html" title="Nostalgic Friday 70" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/05/nostalgic-friday-70.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMAQHo6cSp7ImA9WxJSFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12060222.post-6134971331140911490</id><published>2009-05-06T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:27:21.419+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-06T16:27:21.419+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="announcement" /><title>Save the dogs - 300 of them</title><summary>A friend of mine highlighted this to me yesterday and today I found the news has been spread to the mainstream media as well. See if there is anything you guys can do for the dogs.From Malaysia Central:The residents of Pulau Ketam sent some 300 stray dogs to exile on a remote island where the harsh conditions almost certainly guarantee a horrible death. Of the 300 dogs sent there, more than </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.tulipspeaks.com/feeds/6134971331140911490/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12060222&amp;postID=6134971331140911490&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6134971331140911490?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12060222/posts/default/6134971331140911490?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/tulipspeaks/~3/rQz5fVHLmAo/save-dogs-300-of-them.html" title="Save the dogs - 300 of them" /><author><name>tulipspeaks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11674952622484086379</uri><email>im@tulipspeaks.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="03488327934498628771" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.tulipspeaks.com/2009/05/save-dogs-300-of-them.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
