<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:43:41.905Z</updated><title type='text'>It's Personal: Me, Myself and I</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-8179925353080314884</id><published>2011-10-02T23:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T23:53:37.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear You</title><content type='html'>Dear You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all those time we've spent together. It didn't last in the end, i guess my love was just not enough.&lt;br /&gt;For all those time, you had been there to sustain me one way or another. I had something to look forward to each day after a long day of classes and work. Because I knew that you were there for me. Regardless of how tired I am, looking at you was just enough to forget the tiredness. You should have known that I just couldn't get enough of you. I knew that we had got funny moods sometimes but time spent with you always flew by so very fast. Whereas the time seems to have stopped moving and slowly dragged itself passing by me. and now there's nothing here for me to look forward to by the end of each day, nothing to sustain me at all. Emptiness and loneliness are my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't read this but at least it would remind me of how important you had been in my life;&lt;br /&gt;remind me of how deep i had fallen for you (deeper than i thought)&lt;br /&gt;remind me of the good time we had spent together (even now it has become bittersweet)&lt;br /&gt;remind me of the many first times of mine with you&lt;br /&gt;remind me of my love which will always love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for You to Come Back,&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-8179925353080314884?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8179925353080314884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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was working at the till&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;serving the customers like i always do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, i made a huge mistake which was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i gave the wrong order to the wrong customers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O_______________o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at that time,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wish i could run away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and cry my heart out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i didn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because i couldn't be so drama at workplace..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i could hear my boss's voice sounding very angry and mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*could you imagine that feeling when you are about to be told off*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not only i have to apologise to the customers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but also the boss too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on top of my word-is-not-enough-to-express feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one of the customer asked,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'do we get any free stuff'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guess how did i reply..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thinking of it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i might really LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'do you want me??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm free..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what do you want me to do for you for free..'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then explained that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'sorry.. i'm going to be told off in a second'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well.. the customer was quite nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as he said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'everybody makes mistakes'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then my apology again took place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i went into the kitchen to apologise to my boss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guess what!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehehe ^_______^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he said, 'dont worry.. it's all right'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then before he went back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i thought it would be good if i apologised again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and try to guess what again!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehehe ^____________________^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'it's understandable that you make mistake(s)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because you have to do lots of multitasking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then he put the target of blame to his wife..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;hahahahaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;his wife has no direct relation to this case&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but she got blamed for it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;poor boss' wife..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*abrupt ending*&lt;br /&gt;*sleepy*&lt;br /&gt;*cant think straight no more*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-5950412046807513910?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5950412046807513910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=5950412046807513910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/5950412046807513910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/5950412046807513910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2011/08/mistakesssssss.html' title='Mistakesssssss!!!'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-9092133875391422463</id><published>2011-08-18T01:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T01:34:37.568+01:00</updated><title type='text'>~ My New Hobby ~ Damaged ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately i have got into a good habit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;namely &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;READING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which wasn't my cup of tea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;somehow i grabb a book with me before i go out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so that i could spend my time reading when i am in the bus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or during break time at work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have just finished reading a inspiring yet heartbreaking book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;entitled '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAMAGED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' by Cathy Glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was published long ago and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you might have read it too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can you imagine how terrible and horrible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or even there isn't a word in the dictionary could express the life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that a 8 year old girl has to go through..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where she had been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sexually abused&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by her biological father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while her mother standing aside laughing and taking photographs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on top of that, they invited other strangers to involve in the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;such demoralised and inhuman doing to that poor girl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'you are love' ie 'it's a way of showing love to you'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ironic &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;excuse that the parents told the lil' girl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's how the life of the girl was shaped..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'the monsters will come if you tell someone'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is the most ridiculous yet effective &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for a innocent and naive child..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the poor lil' girl knew she had been hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thus built &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;unbreakable wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; around her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so that her defence was up and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suffer from delayed development and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;other negative consequence (including split personalities, throwing tantrums,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kicking and punching others, 'blackmail'/threatening others for what she wanted&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as a result of the abuse..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the foster carer thought all the child needed was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love, care, attention&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;however, what the lil' girl needed was far beyond that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as she had been constantly '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;betrayed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' and 'hurt' by the adults..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;having said that, the constant and persistent love, care and patience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of the selfless foster carer, Cathy and the family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;slowly helped the lil' girl to be able to trust again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to unlearn what she had gone through the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;abnormal &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that she saw as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;normal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but then again, the child's need was beyond Cathy's capability&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and therefore was sent to a therapeutic&amp;nbsp;residential&amp;nbsp;unit to help her&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to fully recovered and be able to&amp;nbsp;integrate&amp;nbsp;within the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NORMAL &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;society&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hopefully in time the girl will get better.. ^____^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i would like to say that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cathy is such an inspiration and role model&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for many out there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;resilience, determination and patience&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of hers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is just so strong and so impressive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if i were in her position,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i would have broken down and given up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she is like a living evidence and example for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that nothing is impossible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and as long as we have not given up easily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we'd somehow see the problem through..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we've just gotta believe that something &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;is gonna come out of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;through this real life story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have also come to realise that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how lucky most of us are compared to the poor lil' girl Jodie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's why we have to take the advantage on what we are having as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the time is flying by, moving so fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we'd better make it count and we can never get it back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and sometimes that mountain that we've been climbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is just a grain of sand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s i was pretty annoyed with the social worker's attitude and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was really impressed how Cathy could deal with it so patiently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yet sometimes sarcastically (which i like)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-9092133875391422463?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/9092133875391422463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=9092133875391422463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/9092133875391422463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/9092133875391422463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-new-hobby-damaged.html' title='~ My New Hobby ~ Damaged ~'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-8458289678974000743</id><published>2010-06-11T13:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:54:39.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God!!!!! My Evolution~~ Hehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After I have done my work at SportsDirect at 11.50am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I thought I might as well stay in the library till 3.00 pm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;to meet Jeremy Harmer, the author of our main ELTM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(English Language Teaching Methodolgy ) reference book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But time passed very slowly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Checking news about Carrie Underwood for zillions times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Refreshing my Facebook page for billions times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;clicking here and there, etc etc etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;still didn't help at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then I thought of visiting blogs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Guess what I found..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It's my Evolution... hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Look at the photos below and you will know what I'm talking about:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TBIwhN4ouzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wewU8wQ6TYw/s1600/071120091489.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TBIwhN4ouzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wewU8wQ6TYw/s320/071120091489.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TBIwopOk5AI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NaYl5-2Ec3I/s1600/25466_1375458460795_1061837061_1096063_7570809_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TBIwopOk5AI/AAAAAAAAAHU/NaYl5-2Ec3I/s320/25466_1375458460795_1061837061_1096063_7570809_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first photo was taken on 7th November 2009..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when I first arrived in the UK..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the second photo was taken in the beginning of April 2010 in Rome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let me know what you think about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/3020683831112598541-8458289678974000743?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8458289678974000743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=8458289678974000743&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/8458289678974000743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/8458289678974000743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-my-god-my-evolution-hehehe.html' title='Oh My God!!!!! My Evolution~~ Hehehe'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TBIwhN4ouzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wewU8wQ6TYw/s72-c/071120091489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-7424164475832349736</id><published>2010-05-28T19:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T19:41:00.621+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First Exam Experience in the UK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAJdoE6bKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/os47eeQ1Upc/s1600/2002031100320101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAJdoE6bKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/os47eeQ1Upc/s320/2002031100320101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is the most-awaiting day I'm officially done with my dreadful Year 1 examination in the UK..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a great experience even though it was not a pleasant one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sat for three exam papers namely should-have-known&lt;br /&gt;'Language Awareness',&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;unexpected 'English Language Teaching Methodology' (ELTM)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and last but not least the disastrous 'Understanding Learners and the Learning' (ULL)...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Language Awareness exam, as the title suggests, it has definitely something to do with 'AWARENESS'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking it would be similar to Language Description back in my Foundation,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I sort of forgot about the 'AWARENESS' part during my revision..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I just wrote whatever came to my mind in the exam hall even though it either might not make sense&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or beating around the bush... &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For ELTM, we were focussing on Communicative Language Teaching (CLT) approach and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;INTEGRATING of skills, yes, I repeat, it's 'INTEGRATING of skills'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;during our revision session with our lecturers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, what came out in the exam required us to write about 'INDIVIDUAL skill'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;gt;__&amp;lt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was like... hmmmm... what am I supposed to write...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Furthermore, the questions on CLT, 50% is allocated for the question&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'What are the major principles of CLT?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH MY GOD!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;50% on just major principles???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;another 50% is allocated for the question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'How can Malaysian teachers apply the major principles of CLT in practical way?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was like 'Can't they just combine the two questions into one?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must they make our lives difficult and miserable?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arghhhh.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For ULL, it is a DISASTER!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is an open book exam... my FIRST OPEN BOOK exam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@_@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having all the notes and essay structure prepared in minds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought 40 minutes would be enough for me to complete the essay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I spent 20 minutes on reading the article provided and,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's when DISASTER began..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the article disrupted my thoughts and I changed all the content I wanted to write..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So in the end, I didn't have enough time to write my essay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and what I did was just copying the sentences from the articles and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pasting them straight on my exam answer sheet and it's really like 'SH*T'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T_____T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting a pass, I think, will be just fine but it is not what I really want..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I want is to PASS with FLYING COLOURS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That means I really really have to start to make an effort and be more diligent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if I want to achieve it!!!! Yoshhh~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank God this is just Year 1 in which the marks won't be taken into account...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I can't 'undo it' like the song you are listening now if you didn't turn it off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I suppose it's all right to make mistakes now and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;try to avoid repeating the mistakes from now on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~&amp;lt;~PLAY ON~&amp;gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAMZv9edzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/n8ON17awr6A/s1600/l_71f0f6cf3dca4bad938a7f7cb4cc9e4b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAMZv9edzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/n8ON17awr6A/s320/l_71f0f6cf3dca4bad938a7f7cb4cc9e4b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAMhi11bgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/e5eH_zIQ5AU/s1600/l_7a7c7c9620934deaac8cf675e05881a0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAMhi11bgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/e5eH_zIQ5AU/s320/l_7a7c7c9620934deaac8cf675e05881a0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAMfEVHR_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/wjp8RJiwb4k/s1600/l_4eadf647b2b84232aec9862a3b11ee1a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAMfEVHR_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/wjp8RJiwb4k/s200/l_4eadf647b2b84232aec9862a3b11ee1a.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAMcXMeOxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SqYVYSrrxek/s1600/l_a7859df210c04861901ec0b56ead003a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAMcXMeOxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SqYVYSrrxek/s200/l_a7859df210c04861901ec0b56ead003a.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*of course I won't forget to grab this opportunity to promote Carrie Underwood's latest album, '~PLAY ON~'&lt;play on=""&gt;&lt;play on=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;hehehe =))&lt;/play&gt;&lt;/play&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-7424164475832349736?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/7424164475832349736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=7424164475832349736&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/7424164475832349736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/7424164475832349736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-exam-experience-in-uk.html' title='First Exam Experience in the UK'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/TAAJdoE6bKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/os47eeQ1Upc/s72-c/2002031100320101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-8278804037064897649</id><published>2010-05-18T23:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T23:48:30.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Barang Aku = Barang Kegunaan Awam???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya amponnnnnnnnnnnnn....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pok iteh teman serumah ak ni nak kene maki dgn ak kew??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gune je barang2 ak kat dlm uma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first2, tak beli sabun tuk cuci pinggan mangkuk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gue sabar je sbb takde la mahal mane... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dh la teman serumah, ak lepak je..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pastu, ak perasan die gune syampoo ak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ak pon tahan dan saborrr jeeee la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gune conditioner gue, gue pon tetap tahan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tp td gue baru perasan die gune&amp;nbsp;FCUK face scrub ak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nak abessss dh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wuwuwuwuwu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sakit ati gue, taw??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;die ni nak kene F**K ke ape??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya amponnnnn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tapi takpe la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rezeki ak kan biasa dikongsi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;takpe la.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arap2 rezeki bertambah biler dikongsi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe... &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sekian..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jap ak dah cite dh kew??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yg die tu bawak kekawan die balik tgah2 malam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adui... bukan nye nak diam2 ataw senyap2..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;takde common sense langsung...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ckp tak yah la kuat2 kowt tgah2 mlm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;takpe la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;berape je minggu la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sabar la ya lipvi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nnt dpt pahala... ^____^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-8278804037064897649?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8278804037064897649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=8278804037064897649&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/8278804037064897649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/8278804037064897649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/05/barang-aku-barang-kegunaan-awam.html' title='Barang Aku = Barang Kegunaan Awam???'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-2053664648935308343</id><published>2010-05-17T15:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T15:59:25.717+01:00</updated><title type='text'>~BLANK~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S_FZxTTIOwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/b9WI98GXDxc/s1600/3192465777_756e300134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S_FZxTTIOwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/b9WI98GXDxc/s320/3192465777_756e300134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~BLANK~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't find any other words which are more suitable to describe my state of being now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My head is totally blank and empty now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I feel like doing is to cry... T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are too many things that I cant control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, I just feel helpless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exams are just about 6 or 7 days from now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I have applied for two night jobs which indicate some positive signs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But still I worry too much about unnecessary things.. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, i think i will wait and see what is gonna happen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now i'm just get everything done in a proper way.. hopefully..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are just too many things in my head now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gonna take a long shower before starting my revision..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take care..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;till then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. two more thins i wanna add:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. What you didn't see doesn't mean that it didn't happen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Is it a human nature that we won't appreciate things we get so easily as much as when we get them through a not-so-easy, difficult way??? @@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-2053664648935308343?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/2053664648935308343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=2053664648935308343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/2053664648935308343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/2053664648935308343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/05/blank.html' title='~BLANK~'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S_FZxTTIOwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/b9WI98GXDxc/s72-c/3192465777_756e300134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-6344645439866113063</id><published>2010-05-13T17:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:17:40.433+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Update + Rome and Paris Awesome Trip Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well.. I have finally done with my assignmentsssssss for the last semester.. *phew*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUTTTT three examsssssss are just around the corner.. wuwuwu *panic*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Language Awareness, English Language Teaching Methodology and ULL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ULL?? Ulat Lalu Lubang (translation: worm crosses the hole).. LOL.. bahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had no idea where I got the idea of this acronym from..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was actually after I have done my last assignment and after 5-hour work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i was kind of exhausted... and out of nowhere the inspiration of ULL came.. heheheee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, ULL actually stands for Understanding Learning and Learners..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which I hardly understand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But hopefully, Piaget and others would help me in the exam... &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all the update i guess and now lets get back to my rome and paris trip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yehaaaa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, thanks to the photographer, we have now a picture in which 9 of us are in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-wivr0jMdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6nIDdJ4ThmQ/s1600/IMG_2520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-wivr0jMdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6nIDdJ4ThmQ/s400/IMG_2520.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(From Left, zaf, rama, peydot, shah, me, amal, iylia, dib and ain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there were many photos taken whether or not I was aware of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The following is totally natural... and I did not pose at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-wlyx3oRQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RhNqkqVLTSA/s320/25483_117537751592910_100000100584598_308966_799803_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and i realise that I Love to JUMPPPPPPPPPPP..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yeeeehaaaaaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-wjwKgu1oI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6bm7zZFUlr4/s1600/25483_117537874926231_100000100584598_308992_1434116_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-wjwKgu1oI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6bm7zZFUlr4/s400/25483_117537874926231_100000100584598_308992_1434116_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Outside&amp;nbsp;Versailles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-wj4ZzfX-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/x5DrOwTcxZM/s1600/25483_117538554926163_100000100584598_309041_1237439_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-wj4ZzfX-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/x5DrOwTcxZM/s400/25483_117538554926163_100000100584598_309041_1237439_n.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Inside&amp;nbsp;Versailles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;heheheheheehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe.. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to be continued...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-6344645439866113063?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/6344645439866113063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=6344645439866113063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/6344645439866113063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/6344645439866113063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/05/update-rome-and-paris-awesome-trip-part.html' title='Update + Rome and Paris Awesome Trip Part 2'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-wivr0jMdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6nIDdJ4ThmQ/s72-c/IMG_2520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-4997682859410664657</id><published>2010-05-11T03:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T03:43:31.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First Entry in BM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adui!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kureng btol housemate i nih...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tak taw la sape exactly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TP ase nye pok iteh kowt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Berani die kuarkan baju gue dr washing machine, pastu letak kat atas meja dlm kitchen??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WTH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dryer kosong, bleh je letak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kerusi ade, tak nak gak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iron board yg die bkk dan gune, tak nak tutup bley gak letak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nape out of so many places die nak jugak letak kat atas meja??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nak cari pasal dgn ak ke nih???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seb bek Tuhan ak suh i sabor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kalo tak, siap ko!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jgn ingat i nih bley buli sesuke ati ko taw/?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bler washing machine rosak, takde orang nak lapor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i jgk yg kene lapor.. kali kedua baru ofis anta owg baiki...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bler dh baiki, nak gune je...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;skang paip ade leaking, tgok la sape yg akan melapor nnt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ak jgk kowt asenye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;asenye diowg busyyyyyyyyyy sesgt kowt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ak je yg takde mende nak wat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya amponnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mood nak wat esaimen dah terjejas dah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nk tido jap la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esaimen tu lantak la... arap2 pass sudey...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dh i merana kerinduan ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;td tertidooooo je..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wuwuwuwuwuwuwu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bler la nasib malang ku akan berhenti???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bler la naseb baek ku nak menjelma???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sabor dan doa byak2 je la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mintak maap kalo terkasar kate2ku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-4997682859410664657?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4997682859410664657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=4997682859410664657&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/4997682859410664657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/4997682859410664657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-entry-in-bm.html' title='First Entry in BM'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-5659472030393776902</id><published>2010-05-08T19:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:57:41.577+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Disrespect Diversity!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two days ago, there was a CRB session for my course..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone managed to get their CRB application forms done EXCEPT ME!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lady officer said, "your documentation does not match your identification."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is because I am a CHINESE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unlike others, I have my surname in front of my first name (aka forename).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She said she wouldn't accept it unless it is in such an order: &amp;nbsp;'Forename Surname' = 'Lip Vi Teoh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was like 'it's RIDICULOUS!!!!!!!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However I was still able to control myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I asked, 'What do you suggest?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She said, 'I can suggest anything. Your name on your passport doesn't match your identification.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, silence filled the place for a couple seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was like 'What the ****??!!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I managed to board planes, open my accounts in bank, get my previous CRB check for volunteering done, and etc etc etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I told her about that...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But she STILL insisted that my documentation didn't match my identification.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She only did what she knows... other than that, she did not care..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was like, 'arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then faking a smile, I asked, 'What can I do?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To my surprise, she said 'I don't know. I only do what I know. Your name doesn't follow the name arrangement so I could not get your CRB check done.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She also suggested that I should go to embassy to get my name on my passport changed!&lt;br /&gt;It's just getting more and more RIDICULOUS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet I faked a smile and said 'OK'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I left, she handed me a guide in which appeared to be useless at the moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's her problem????!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It really SPOILED MY MOOD AND DAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was planning to buy myself some cheap clothes as I was running out of clothes choices...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you have noticed, I always wear the same kind of clothes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you can actually count the number of clothes I have, like within perhaps less than 2 minutes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ARGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, today I brought up the issue during my mentoring scheme meeting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seemed to be really RIDICULOUS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and one of the scheme coordinator&amp;nbsp;said that it's DISRESPECTING DIVERSITY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ARGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have contaced my course programme director and perhaps he could sort it out for me asap...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-Wwx0waL-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/aGenTS8_z_g/s1600/Game_Plan_Pic1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-Wwx0waL-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/aGenTS8_z_g/s320/Game_Plan_Pic1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. As you are reading, you can actually hear a song playing on Youtube..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'Temporary Home"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That song actually helped me to get over it, bit by bit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because it's like telling me that everything is gonna be all right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;every hardship that I (and you) am facing now is just TEMPORARY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everything is going to be OKAY...!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's why I have been saying that this is a heart-wrenching yet hope-bearing song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's so hard to restrain my tears from rolling down my cheeks everytime I listen to it.. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you enjoy like I do.... ^____^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-5659472030393776902?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5659472030393776902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=5659472030393776902&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/5659472030393776902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/5659472030393776902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/05/disrespect-diversity.html' title='Disrespect Diversity!!!'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S-Wwx0waL-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/aGenTS8_z_g/s72-c/Game_Plan_Pic1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-8224745271756314907</id><published>2010-04-29T18:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:22:26.789+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rome and Paris Awesome Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a while I have not updated my blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good excuse: Assignments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The true reason: Laziness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha... no ba.. just do not really have time for it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this entry, I'll bring you through my 'adventure' in Rome and Paris during my easter break..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeeehaaaaaa...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It all started....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, it's important to tell you about my companies who traveled together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like really strange and funny..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;out of eight of them, I have only met one of them face to face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chat with the other 2 of them online,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but seven of them were kind of like never before seen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I do not really know how I 'sesat' in the group..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The following is the photo that we took together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S9mzt0GiKcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JEx-9XaZmqM/s1600/25773_120571251289560_100000100584598_323955_4301637_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S9mzt0GiKcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JEx-9XaZmqM/s320/25773_120571251289560_100000100584598_323955_4301637_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(from the left: Shah, Me, Iylia, Amal, Dib, Zaf, Fatin and Rama)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yup.. that's right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ninth is the cameraman:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S9myuweHqtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FQIJvnsc8Rw/s1600/25773_120467317966620_100000100584598_323399_2859587_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S9myuweHqtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FQIJvnsc8Rw/s320/25773_120467317966620_100000100584598_323399_2859587_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Ain aka the Mickey Rat's sister,&amp;nbsp;Minnie&amp;nbsp;Rat) hehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even though I have not met most of them, they are all great people and FRIENDS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We all have had &amp;nbsp;a great great time in Rome and Paris (I think.. hehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Personally I prefer Rome to Paris because:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a) Transportation in Rome is much cheaper than Paris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We paid 16 euro a week for the train and bus tickets... But in Paris its about 7 something euro a day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Gosh.. we could have been very broke if we travel a lot in Paris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, Rome is way better than Paris, from the aspect of art and smell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are&amp;nbsp;graffiti art on the wall around the train stations in Rome compare to the dull looking Paris train station =P..&amp;nbsp;Furthermore, Paris train stations and some places smelled terrible, like pee smell... =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;b) Rome offers the BEST ice-cream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OH MY GOD... You won't believe it.... I ate it twice a day and it cost me 3 euro for a 3-scoop cone gelato ice-cream and it's like 'heaven' ahahahaha...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. you actually can presume how yummilicious the ice-cream tastes because I am well-known for my stinginess... ahahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;c) The 'CULTURE SHOCK' that I heard in Rome is way better than what I saw in Paris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the middle of the the third night in Rome, out of nowhere, we heard bed string sound...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;guess someone was rocking the bed or some sort of project was going on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank God that it stopped after about 10 minutes, not sure though, just not too long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;at first, i simply thought they were just jumping on the bed, like two of my friends did (for some reasons, names are best kept secret)... hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But the experience in Paris really freaked me out.. on my way to my room, first i saw a shirtless guy opened the door, then a girl who wore a bit of clothes opened hers... then noises were heard... then my friend said 'it could be gang bang'.. from the word and the situation, i contextualised everything and i think GOSH... something bad was going to happen... OH NOOOO... later, one of my friends from next room knocked the door, i shouted &amp;nbsp;'faster come in and close the door!!!' and Gosh... my tears rolled down my cheeks... =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OK... full stop... I wont want to recall this actually... that's enough!! lets move on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;c) Rome is..... ermmm..... I lost track of the next point...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;rawrrr..... kinda sleepy now... will continue soon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dadiduuu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-8224745271756314907?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/8224745271756314907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=8224745271756314907&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/8224745271756314907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/8224745271756314907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/04/rome-and-paris-awesome-trip.html' title='Rome and Paris Awesome Trip'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S9mzt0GiKcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/JEx-9XaZmqM/s72-c/25773_120571251289560_100000100584598_323955_4301637_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-2587871621405981463</id><published>2010-03-03T14:14:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-03T14:25:09.640Z</updated><title type='text'>Lip Vi?? Carrie?? Gaga??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S45Ry6NL4DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BtKUOYqxaiY/s1600-h/carrie-underwood-engaged1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S45Ry6NL4DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BtKUOYqxaiY/s320/carrie-underwood-engaged1.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S45R0ReCEKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/AKC6eLUH9q4/s1600/lady_gaga_9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S45R0ReCEKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/AKC6eLUH9q4/s320/lady_gaga_9.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Carrie Underwood has been my biggest obsession in my life and still is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;However, lately there comes along another obsession called 'Lady Gaga'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Carrie is someone I obsess with naturally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps, it's what Simon called 'IT' factor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And her attitude attracts me the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The way she carries herself is what I always look up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is my BIGGEST ROLE MODEL in life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her songs are always heard from wherever I am.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'Don'r Forget to Remember Me' is so relevant to me that I have been away from home and parents&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when i was eighteen, exactly what is written in the song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It also triggers my first question towards Christianity that is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'Do Christians have to kneel down when they pray?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'Jesus Take the Wheel' teaches me to surrender unto God in everything I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'So Small' inspires me to see through my problems and challenges in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'Temporary Home' reminds me that whatever (hardship in particular) I am going through is just temporary,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;everything is gonna be all right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are a few reasons why I am so into Carrie Underwood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not long ago, someone called Lady Gaga has stepped into my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I used to dislike her because she is a freak and her costumes/outfits are outrageous and weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But now I would refer it to 'futuristic', 'extraordinary' and 'fashionable'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Still remember when I first saw her music video 'Bad Romance', I was like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'OMG! What is this??!!' That just appeared too obscene to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nevertheless, I am now so addicted to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was after one of my friends showed me the 'Bad Romance' satanic version&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;at which it described the music video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I then realised that Bad Romance music video is just showing a transition&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;from an innocent girl, slowly giving in to the her bad ego (evil),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to a bad girl, seeking for bad romance: Revenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And it somehow left me in awe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since then, I could not refrain myself from re-playing it on youtube from day to night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It has&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span id="watch-view-count" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;134,878,486&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;views up to date and I believe it is still increasing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Looking through her interviews, I found that she has her own attitude,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;which is different from so many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;It is something inside many of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;She is daring enough to show it whereas most of us choose to hide it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;It is something that I wish to learn from her, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-2587871621405981463?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/2587871621405981463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=2587871621405981463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/2587871621405981463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/2587871621405981463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/03/lip-vi-carrie-gaga.html' title='Lip Vi?? 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Gaga??'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S45Ry6NL4DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BtKUOYqxaiY/s72-c/carrie-underwood-engaged1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-9129809666672064664</id><published>2010-02-20T08:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:25:52.332Z</updated><title type='text'>?_?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;F.O.O.L&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like a fool..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wondering what I have been doing all this while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel empty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have nothing, nothing and nothing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and what's life about after all??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ain't life about taking risks and chances?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or it's about holding on strictly to the rules, laws and regulation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is that life all about??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I missing something???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Could I break free??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ain't life about making mistakes and learn &amp;nbsp;lessons out of them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or it's about only deliver what you are sure of??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncertainty and Doubt are the silent killers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being afraid to speak out and make mistakes has been haunting me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I could go back to those day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I make mistakes and laugh over it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at least something called L.E.A.R.N.I.N.G is taking place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How have I changed??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ain't life about having close friends and sharing stuffs with them??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or it's about keeping everything to yourself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and hiding everything deep, deep inside your heart??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What if you do when they are sad and emo??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you could not do anything at all to help...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;could not be there for them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do not know what to say to comfort them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes just feel like how great if something called 'teleport' is real...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what can I do??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-9129809666672064664?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/9129809666672064664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=9129809666672064664&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/9129809666672064664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/9129809666672064664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='?_?'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-2415839530387389680</id><published>2010-02-02T20:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-02T20:57:56.278Z</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S2iRysr1fzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eAKupmlG51U/s1600-h/PhotoFunia-309fa15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S2iRysr1fzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eAKupmlG51U/s320/PhotoFunia-309fa15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wow... it's been a long time I haven't posted any entry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But there's a lot of stuff spinning in my head..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I wonder what should I write..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jiwang?? Emo?? Love?? Broken Heart??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carrie Underwood?? My cayang?? Life??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and many many more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so let me know what you would like to see on my blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-2415839530387389680?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/2415839530387389680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=2415839530387389680&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/2415839530387389680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/2415839530387389680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S2iRysr1fzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eAKupmlG51U/s72-c/PhotoFunia-309fa15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-4302868620963060435</id><published>2010-01-12T00:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-12T00:11:31.644Z</updated><title type='text'>First Day of New Semester.. ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0u95fS4pTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Kzx7rQiCjRQ/s1600-h/chinesefood1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0u95fS4pTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Kzx7rQiCjRQ/s320/chinesefood1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today (11th January 2010) was the first day of a new semester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up early in the morning, at around 6.54am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I set my alarm at 6.45am).. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then headed to the kitchen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, I let the oven be pre-heated while I marinated two chicken drumsticks with butter, salt and pepper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then put the drumsticks on a oven tray and into the oven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after cooking rice, i fried myself two eggs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's the lunch box I prepared for myself&amp;nbsp;for the first day of the new semester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehe... it's actually nothing great about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it just brought me back to my childhood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First day of Primary 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I came from a below average family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so you could kind of predict my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that very day was one of the few days of my childhood that was still clear in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because on that day, my lunch was superb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rice with Steamed Fish, Steamed Chicken, Stirred Vegetable and&amp;nbsp;Fish Ball Soup... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(i couldn't remember the menu clearly but it was something like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(awww... i have forgotten whether there were any eggs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yummy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't know why i wrote this blog entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was about to write about my childhood actually but it would affect the happiness of this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yet&amp;nbsp;i didn't want to&amp;nbsp;make others think that i was&amp;nbsp;trying to get sympathy or what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i had decided to remove it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-4302868620963060435?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4302868620963060435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=4302868620963060435&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/4302868620963060435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/4302868620963060435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-new-semester.html' title='First Day of New Semester.. ^^'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0u95fS4pTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Kzx7rQiCjRQ/s72-c/chinesefood1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-6118450391071888621</id><published>2010-01-06T00:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:36:05.847Z</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolution.. ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PahLHDGcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/L5QUXATtnCM/s1600-h/400_F_14711689_HqMPChTluzjOJAsuZve8exZlTM0i0z08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PahLHDGcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/L5QUXATtnCM/s320/400_F_14711689_HqMPChTluzjOJAsuZve8exZlTM0i0z08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Year 2009 had been a year that was full of ups and downs for me. There are peaks of my life as well as the deepest troughs. Praise the Lord for all the good things that He had blessed me with: knowing great people, attending good churches, getting baptised on the New Year, receiving confirmation of baptism on my birthday, being able to take my first flight in life and further studies in my dream place - England, being reminded that this is just my temporary home (‘so don’t be afraid’ thru Carrie Underwood’s ‘Temporary Home’) and many many more. Thank the Lord for all the not-so-good things because there’re lessons learnt which, perhaps, would make me a more mature and better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009 is gone and a brand new year 2010 is knocking at our doors. And it’s time to plan out a New Year resolution and try my best to adhere to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#1: Spend quality time with God daily, ideally in the morning. So as to find a good church and get myself rooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#2: Spend time on reading for at least half an hour before hitting the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#3: Avoid getting into relationship and spend less time on thinking about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#4: Avoid dwelling in those dreams that I can never achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#5: Get myself more involved in other activities or perhaps find myself a hobby that is within my capability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#6: ‘Speak good words, do good things and keep good heart’ - The ‘Three Goods’ principle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#7: Try to make others happy because making others happy makes me happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#8: Have a more sociable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#9: Worry not about what’s in front of me and just be Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#10: Keep myself fit and build more muscles. ‘A healthy life’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let’s make 2010 a fruitful and meaningful one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. hope I won't mess it up... *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;**subjected to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-6118450391071888621?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/6118450391071888621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=6118450391071888621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/6118450391071888621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/6118450391071888621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year Resolution.. ^_^'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PahLHDGcI/AAAAAAAAAD4/L5QUXATtnCM/s72-c/400_F_14711689_HqMPChTluzjOJAsuZve8exZlTM0i0z08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-4959426499474541028</id><published>2010-01-06T00:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:30:14.656Z</updated><title type='text'>Tired and Give Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PZj3wHCHI/AAAAAAAAADw/f28NeKNXATE/s1600-h/giveup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PZj3wHCHI/AAAAAAAAADw/f28NeKNXATE/s320/giveup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I woke up feeling like I’m nothing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt very very very tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired of thinking of everything…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired of dreaming of something that I could never ever achieve…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired of hoping for miracle to happen…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired of satisfying what others wanted… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(even though most of the time, I thought I could but I couldn’t)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired of looking for excuses and defending myself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired of justifying myself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired of everything and anything…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I give up… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I give up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I give up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-4959426499474541028?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4959426499474541028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=4959426499474541028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/4959426499474541028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/4959426499474541028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/01/tired-and-give-up.html' title='Tired and Give Up'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PZj3wHCHI/AAAAAAAAADw/f28NeKNXATE/s72-c/giveup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-7866137756968814217</id><published>2010-01-06T00:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:28:06.471Z</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PY7fUDclI/AAAAAAAAADo/QQUhlp-YlFE/s1600-h/WakeUp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PY7fUDclI/AAAAAAAAADo/QQUhlp-YlFE/s320/WakeUp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, I think I have awakened from this candy-coated miserable dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks a million to all my friends and my cayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They made me realise that life is so much more than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be frank, I thought I would spend my Christmas alone and it really made me very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People say Christmas is a day when people gather with their closed ones (like a family) and celebrate. But for me, it’s just a day to remember my God sent His son to the earth for man’s salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, this Christmas turned out to be a memorable and meaningful one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friends came over for potluck and had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks so much, friends (Cohort 1 Cycle 3 family… ^_^) for all your presence and presents. It made all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apart from that, I wanna say thanks so so much to my cayang for being there for me always. Even though I am such a crybaby, you’ve never say you’re irritated and annoyed. Even though I always repeat the same sorrow and feel the same way, still you do not get fed up but to cheer me up and help me to get it through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And thanks to facebook as well. It at least gave me a slap in my face and I realised that the so-called promises were only valid at the time of saying it or rather you did not even mean it at all, just that I was so stupid to believe in what you said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till now, still you’d never said a good bye and a stop to me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I knew how far you’d gone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then again, we both know I am not what you need and I cannot give what you want, even the very basic things. If I’ve ever upset you, I’m truly truly sorry. I wish you joy and happiness and above all these, I wish you LOVE, a love that you are truly looking for. Thank you for teaching me a great and memorable lesson in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even it breaks my heart, but I’ll get through and move on just like you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-7866137756968814217?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/7866137756968814217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=7866137756968814217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/7866137756968814217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/7866137756968814217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/01/wake-up.html' title='Wake Up ???'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PY7fUDclI/AAAAAAAAADo/QQUhlp-YlFE/s72-c/WakeUp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-5337560279370683856</id><published>2010-01-06T00:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:23:52.932Z</updated><title type='text'>I Know You WONT</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know you don't mean to be mean to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause when you want to you can make me feel like we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately you make me feel all I am is a back-up plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say I'm done and then you smile at me and I forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I buy into those eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And into your lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you'll call, but I know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you're coming home, but I know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you'll call, but I know you won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you'll call, but I know you won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you were where you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Close to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But here I am just staring at this candle burning out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And still no sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of footsteps on my stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or your voice anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you'll call, but I know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you're coming home, but I know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you'll call, but I know you won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you'll call, but I know you won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This song ‘I Know You Won’t’ is best suited to describe what happened to me and how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately, you made me feel all I am was just a backup plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally realised that I had been at the losing end since the very beginning without knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember that there’s many time I told you about our problems. But everytime when you said it’d be all right, I’d forget everything I’d said. ‘And I buy into those eyes, into your lies.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;‘You’ve said you’ll call but I know you won’t’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have promised to call me on Christmas when I wished you Merry Christmas in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though I knew you wouldn’t call me (you know what you were doing on Christmas), I still hoped and waited for your call from 12.00 am to 11.59pm on Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made sure I brought my mobile phone wherever I went because I was afraid I would miss your call if you would ever call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever my phone rang, I would be very delightful and hope that it’d be you. Nevertheless, all I got were just disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The clock wouldn’t stop tickling away and the day passed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though there’s only about 20 minutes coming to an end of Christmas day, I still hoped, hoping that you would call or text me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, you didn’t call or even text me at all. That’s when I wondered if you still remembered my existence at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I missed you so badly and I wanted so much to call and text you to wish you Merry Christmas BUT I didn’t know what you were up to as you were very likely enjoying yourself at that time. And I didn’t want to spoil your day. So I chose to look at my phone foolishly and hope to get at least a text from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, my Christmas ended up with sorrow and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The perfect song of my Christmas is ‘I Know You Won’t’ by Carrie Underwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PYDNr0nkI/AAAAAAAAADg/wcTxWsqe8Hw/s1600-h/07IKnowYouWont.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PYDNr0nkI/AAAAAAAAADg/wcTxWsqe8Hw/s320/07IKnowYouWont.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-5337560279370683856?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5337560279370683856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=5337560279370683856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/5337560279370683856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/5337560279370683856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-you-wont.html' title='I Know You WONT'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PYDNr0nkI/AAAAAAAAADg/wcTxWsqe8Hw/s72-c/07IKnowYouWont.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-7509644988478157096</id><published>2010-01-06T00:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:18:44.903Z</updated><title type='text'>JUST A DREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PWhxVkdUI/AAAAAAAAADY/OgpA3Kvirtg/s1600-h/heart-broken-purple-love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PWhxVkdUI/AAAAAAAAADY/OgpA3Kvirtg/s320/heart-broken-purple-love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everytime I walked down the street, you were the only&amp;nbsp;one I thought about…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everytime I strolled in the town, the scenes of how we would&amp;nbsp;spend time together came into my mind…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passing by the restaurants, I thought of spending our loving time together and enjoying our meals together…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cooking in my kitchen, I’d think about what to cook for breakfast, what for lunch, what for tea time, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what for dinner, what for supper… and thinking of, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the midst of cooking,&amp;nbsp;would you hug me from behind like those in the movies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passing by the cinema, the first time I felt excited and started thinking of which movies to watch, for we would watch the very movies like other couples did…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passing by the park, my mind was filled with the image of laying down on the field side by side, looking at the sky, enjoying the nature and most importantly your company…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passing by the superstore, I started to think what to buy and what to cook for you… As you are chicken-lover, suppose I cook chicken for every meal until you get sick of it? What a silly thought…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passing by the mini shopping malls, I always looked for presents that suited you best… Perfume? Watch? Accessories? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passing by the jewellery shops, I’d always look for a plate with ‘love’ carved on it… one for you and one for me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Checking out travel agencies, I thought of places that we’d go for vacations during term breaks, summer breaks and holidays…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I even always thought of the things you’d said to me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How we spent time together… living a simple life together in a country where you come from… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, but, but…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These beautiful dreams that I have been dwelling in will remain just a dream FOREVER…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-7509644988478157096?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/7509644988478157096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=7509644988478157096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/7509644988478157096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/7509644988478157096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-dream.html' title='JUST A DREAM'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PWhxVkdUI/AAAAAAAAADY/OgpA3Kvirtg/s72-c/heart-broken-purple-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-1878882462619965839</id><published>2010-01-06T00:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:15:08.957Z</updated><title type='text'>Bear, Promise and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PVsj5p4HI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mgDlYb02nOU/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PVsj5p4HI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mgDlYb02nOU/s320/DSC00029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though we had started with very the little substance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bet everything I had on a thing called love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then again I guess in the end it was not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night, I received my first teddy bear from Miss Double A,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was very happy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOWEVER,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bear reminded me of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hugged the bear to sleep and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bear was&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;first thing&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;saw when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It reminded me of what you have said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;‘We hug each other to sleep and when we woke up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will be the first thing we see in each other’s eyes’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you forgotten it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or it is just the candy-coated dream that you have left for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides that, do you still remember your answer to my question that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;‘How could I miss you less?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you said you want to buy me a big teddy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I said I would paste your large-head photo onto the teddy’s head…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I do and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I say???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. One of my friends came into my room and hugged my teddy. Guess what?? The silly me cried because the thought and scene of you being hugged by someone else came into my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-1878882462619965839?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/1878882462619965839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=1878882462619965839&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/1878882462619965839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/1878882462619965839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2010/01/bear-promise-and-love.html' title='Bear, Promise and Love'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/S0PVsj5p4HI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mgDlYb02nOU/s72-c/DSC00029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-658313562249946818</id><published>2009-12-23T16:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T16:44:17.787Z</updated><title type='text'>My Silly yet True Love + Heartbroken Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Love You" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_9_16.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know you don’t mean to be mean to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because when you want to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can make me feel like we belong, we belong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately you make me feel all I am is a back-up plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say ‘I'm done’ but when you smile at me and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’ll forget everything I've said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I buy into those eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And into your lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now there's nothing I could say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing I could ever do to make you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the pain, the tears I cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still you never said goodbye and now I knew how far you'd go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna say, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;‘Without you I can't breathe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not gonna ever, ever let you leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're all I got, you're all I want,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause without you I don't know what I'd do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can never, ever live a day without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here with me, do you see you're all I need?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, we both know I am not what you need,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's why I can't be selfish and I have to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it’s hard to watch you leave right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m gonna have to learn to let you go somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’d break my heart, but I’d get through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you&amp;nbsp;for letting me love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you joy, happiness and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there's just one more thing that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'll always love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Beating Heart" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_3_21.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Thank You" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_30_126.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Beating Heart" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_3_21.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/dl/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb095_ZJxdm405YYGB&amp;amp;utm_id=7923" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb095&amp;amp;pp=ZJxdm405YYGB" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3020683831112598541-658313562249946818?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/658313562249946818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=658313562249946818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/658313562249946818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/658313562249946818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-silly-yet-true-love-heartbroken.html' title='My Silly yet True Love + Heartbroken Confession'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-5728375749562418862</id><published>2009-12-22T22:57:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:07:09.963Z</updated><title type='text'>When a door shuts, another door will be opened for you... ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="You Broke My Heart" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_30_108.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very the sad, very the down, very the heart broken, very the crybaby, very the emo and very the hard-to-breathe for the first time in my life ever since 12 December ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Crying 2" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the same this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling alone, sad, lost and&amp;nbsp;crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;things got better starting from the evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a few friends of mine wanna celebrate my first official christmas with me...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Christmas Snowman" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_2_116.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rudolph" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_2_105.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Christmas Chop Tree" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_2_115.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we discussed about it in a conference..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;conference on skype though.... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and all of them especially&amp;nbsp;Simpon had put in lots of efforts and thoughts in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks so much, especially to Simpon, Fyfy, Zoo and Smath.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really appreciate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna know more about them, follow my blog on Christmas (this weekend)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is the first invitation card that Simpon made for the party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SzFFcY2rL2I/AAAAAAAAACw/1ur3WVpFuAk/s1600-h/greeting+christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SzFFcY2rL2I/AAAAAAAAACw/1ur3WVpFuAk/s320/greeting+christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this is the latest after the discussion at conference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SzFFvWXbzvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ETrH8ZYgb_w/s1600-h/christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SzFFvWXbzvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ETrH8ZYgb_w/s320/christmas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thank you so much, Simpon!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;well... even though i&amp;nbsp;felt slightly better, i was still very down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and i only ate three pieces of Mcvitie's Digestive buscuits for the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Teary" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_9_2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;so i went to the kitchen&amp;nbsp;to cook myself asda instant noodles for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="No" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;as usual, while waiting for the water to boil, i went around&amp;nbsp;the kitchen and&amp;nbsp;dining room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and singing with my out-of-tune, out-of-melody, out-of-pitch voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Embarrassed" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_12_9.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;then in the midst of my sorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;('cause singing carrie's 'i told you so' and 'i know you wont' + leona's 'happy' and 'i will be')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i saw there's a parcel on the dining table..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so i approached it and saw my name was on the parcel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i brought the parcel into my room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i actually wanted to open the parcel on christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but i just couldn't wait and was excited to see what was inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Carefully and slowly, i opened the parcel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's a TEDDY!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My FIRST EVER TEDDY BEAR in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Roll" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_21.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and it's from Miss Double A... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm on cloud nine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I screamed with joy when i opened the parcel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and Simpon can be the witness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Clappy" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a photo of Miss Double A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SzFM072_-0I/AAAAAAAAADA/nxgAvtI4aEY/s1600-h/ain1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SzFM072_-0I/AAAAAAAAADA/nxgAvtI4aEY/s320/ain1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oooooopppppsssss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a wrong one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she's somebody whom Miss Double A missed so much... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the following is the true Miss Double A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SzFNFvTCbzI/AAAAAAAAADI/g_p_FdAnojk/s1600-h/ain2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SzFNFvTCbzI/AAAAAAAAADI/g_p_FdAnojk/s320/ain2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'Miss Double A 'in vain' ' =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you so much Miss Double A...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It really means a lot to me... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;especially when i need hugssssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i will definitely hug the bear when i sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;heheheheh.... ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks again... I really appreciate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apart from that, I also want to thank my cayang who has been bearing with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;since that very day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(simply wanna thank my cayang here so that my cayang won't feel left out ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think I have learnt something today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Life is not only about girlfriend or boyfriend.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(though it does really matter.. e.g.&amp;nbsp;how it consumed me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but it's about friends as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;especially those true friends who always by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;particularly when you are in the&amp;nbsp;pitch dark valley...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;thank you so much guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. i haven't had a camera yet... but will borrow one from my friend soon and then upload the picture of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MY FIRST TEDDY yet to be named...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;thinking of carrie... hehehe... well... we'll see how it goes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;again... thanks so so much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZJxdm405YYGB" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Thank You" border="0" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_30_126.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/dl/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb113_ZJxdm405YYGB&amp;amp;utm_id=7921" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb113&amp;amp;pp=ZJxdm405YYGB" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3020683831112598541-5728375749562418862?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5728375749562418862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=5728375749562418862&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/5728375749562418862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/5728375749562418862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-door-shuts-another-door-will-be.html' title='When a door shuts, another door will be opened for you... ^_^'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SzFFcY2rL2I/AAAAAAAAACw/1ur3WVpFuAk/s72-c/greeting+christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-2724613649614792809</id><published>2009-12-19T18:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-19T18:13:51.865Z</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Sy0X0WkEi5I/AAAAAAAAACo/B3ON3apMgmM/s1600-h/surprise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Sy0X0WkEi5I/AAAAAAAAACo/B3ON3apMgmM/s200/surprise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Days ago, I talked to one of my friends with regard to her housemate aka my friend's birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I asked her whether wanna to have a birthday party for the b'day girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes she said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However to my SURPRISE, it's really a surprise b'day party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They celebrated her birthday without telling me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't know anything till i saw what was in facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well... forget about it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think i'm too busy body enough to look at others' facebook,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;till i draw conclusion about what's really going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, Happy Birthday, Birthday Girl...&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/3020683831112598541-2724613649614792809?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/2724613649614792809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=2724613649614792809&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/2724613649614792809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/2724613649614792809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2009/12/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!!'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Sy0X0WkEi5I/AAAAAAAAACo/B3ON3apMgmM/s72-c/surprise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-173388273655428046</id><published>2009-12-14T09:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-14T09:44:09.624Z</updated><title type='text'>Since You've Been Gone!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SyYIvlaEX2I/AAAAAAAAACg/wQbXMqsxO5g/s1600-h/heartbroken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SyYIvlaEX2I/AAAAAAAAACg/wQbXMqsxO5g/s320/heartbroken.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;'Since You've been Gone', a song of Kelly Clarkson was written based on the freedom and happiness&amp;nbsp;that one will get after break-up. But i think i'd alter the lyrics and it's as following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since you've been gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't breathe for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not moving on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh no no no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I beg you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please don't,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay here with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you have to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First time in my life I feel so very hard to breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I fell out of love before even&amp;nbsp;getting into&amp;nbsp;a relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's actually very funny and ironic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-173388273655428046?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/173388273655428046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=173388273655428046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/173388273655428046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/173388273655428046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2009/12/since-youve-been-gone.html' title='Since You&apos;ve Been Gone!!'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SyYIvlaEX2I/AAAAAAAAACg/wQbXMqsxO5g/s72-c/heartbroken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-4090760057677677295</id><published>2009-12-13T00:26:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:27:23.819Z</updated><title type='text'>My Love Story part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take my heart away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;since the day you say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;‘I’m very special to you in every way’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every day I pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that even death shall never part us away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-4090760057677677295?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/4090760057677677295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=4090760057677677295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-969665749608886277?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/969665749608886277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=969665749608886277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/969665749608886277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/969665749608886277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-really-bad-day-fire-drill-moodless.html' title=''/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-7752474222758004888</id><published>2009-11-11T17:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:19:55.587Z</updated><title type='text'>~L.O.V.E~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Svrwi9coaUI/AAAAAAAAACY/QlsccEF3nFg/s1600-h/emo+love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Svrwi9coaUI/AAAAAAAAACY/QlsccEF3nFg/s200/emo+love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you always been thinking of someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you been not sleeping well because you're thinking of someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you had no mood to do anything because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you are waiting for someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have your tears rolled down your cheeks when you see&amp;nbsp;someone is flattering &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or even just being close to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you felt like crying when you see the couples around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you cried when someone is far away from you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever shed your tears when you feel alone and someone is not there for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thinking of someone whom you can't see often is really hard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;especially when you fall in love with someone whom you are not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Should we pursue&amp;nbsp;a love story which is not accepted/approved by others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But what does love mean after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A relationship which all OTHERS are happy with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~OR~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A relationship that make YOU happy?&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/3020683831112598541-7752474222758004888?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/7752474222758004888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=7752474222758004888&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/7752474222758004888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/7752474222758004888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2009/11/love.html' title='~L.O.V.E~'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Svrwi9coaUI/AAAAAAAAACY/QlsccEF3nFg/s72-c/emo+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-5109809425198909261</id><published>2009-11-06T17:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T17:45:45.917Z</updated><title type='text'>Carrie Underwood and I part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1257099680227"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1257099680228"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Previously on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next time I saw her performance was American Idol Season 5 finale and American Idol Give Back by chance. I mean BY CHANCE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Su2QzU2BYNI/AAAAAAAAABg/SH9OzqR_91o/s1600-h/dftrm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Su2QzU2BYNI/AAAAAAAAABg/SH9OzqR_91o/s200/dftrm.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Su2Q_ncFyXI/AAAAAAAAABw/s2QeZ3X6KrY/s1600-h/cu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Su2Q_ncFyXI/AAAAAAAAABw/s2QeZ3X6KrY/s200/cu.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The songs that Carrie Underwood sang were 'Don't Forget to Remember Me' and 'I'll Stand by You' respectively. These songs are still very dear to my heart up to this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Don't Forget to Remember Me' is especially dear to me when I left home for International Languages Teachers Training&amp;nbsp;Institute&amp;nbsp;(IPBA aka IPGM KBA now) and Canterbury Christ Church University. Calling home and telling parents that 'I'm okay' and 'Everything's all right' are just exactly what I&amp;nbsp;did,&amp;nbsp;do and will always do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;so that my parents won't worry about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This most significant thing about this song is that it led&amp;nbsp;me to&amp;nbsp;ask the first question about christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Tonight I found myself kneeling by the bed to pray..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my first (silly) question is 'Do christians have to&amp;nbsp;kneel down when they pray?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is another verse of the song which is very dear to my heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Here's a map and here's a bible if you ever lose your way'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See, get what&amp;nbsp;I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SvRZqnN5zQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3PM6M3AoW50/s1600-h/cu+africa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SvRZqnN5zQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3PM6M3AoW50/s320/cu+africa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'I'll stand by you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll stand by you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Won't let nobody hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll stand by you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take me into your darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i'll never desert you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll stand by you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'I'll Stand by You' is a very significant song of Carrie Underwood's songs when I was in IPBA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever I was down, I'd turn on this song and it really did make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For instance, I listened to this song while doing my assignments, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;especially the research in Numerical Literacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was indeed a difficult time for me because everything I did seemed to be incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had do it over and over and over again and again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was very disappointed with myself and very angry with myself that why I just could not do thing right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;However, having listened to this song, always together with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'God Bless The Broken Road' (a cover by Carrie Underwood),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I always felt motivated and picked myself up along the broken road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few verses of the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'Every long lost dream led me to where You are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;pointing me on my way into You loving arms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This much I know is true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That God bless the broken road that led me straight to You.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In time of lost and needing support, encouragement and basically somebody there for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;these are the two songs which got me through my down moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Through Carrie Underwood's songs, it's like&amp;nbsp;she was there&amp;nbsp;telling me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;not to give up on what I had started,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;not to be afraid of the darkest hours, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;not to be so sad over friends who broke my hearts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;not to grieve over&amp;nbsp;what could not be undone, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but&amp;nbsp;I had to pick myself up and move&amp;nbsp;on because God bless the broken road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's how it all started and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that briefly explained why I'm crazy or rather obsessed with Carrie Underwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-5109809425198909261?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/5109809425198909261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=5109809425198909261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/5109809425198909261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/5109809425198909261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2009/11/carrie-underwood-and-i-part-2.html' title='Carrie Underwood and I part 2'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/Su2QzU2BYNI/AAAAAAAAABg/SH9OzqR_91o/s72-c/dftrm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-7684859624954547350</id><published>2009-11-05T17:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:07:47.125Z</updated><title type='text'>Change - The smallest thing can make all the difference</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SvMKWqDNYUI/AAAAAAAAACA/LPSDpQ4RubE/s1600-h/normal_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SvMKWqDNYUI/AAAAAAAAACA/LPSDpQ4RubE/s200/normal_001.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SvMKZ8_XvkI/AAAAAAAAACI/3dox7nwCBvE/s1600-h/phpThumb_generated_thumbnailjpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SvMKZ8_XvkI/AAAAAAAAACI/3dox7nwCBvE/s200/phpThumb_generated_thumbnailjpg.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You're just a fool, just a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You&amp;nbsp;believe you can change the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't listen to them when they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a fool, just a fool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You&amp;nbsp;believe you can change the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh the smallest thing can make all the difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is alive don't you listen to them when they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're just a fool to believe you can change the world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the chorus of one of my 'favouritest' songs in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Carrie Underwood's latest album, 'Play On', namely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'Change'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This song is indeed very close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;People tend to think that it's just a small thing, other people do it i might as well follow the norms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For example, throwing rubbish by the road side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little by little, can you imagine how our beloved motherland - earth will end up with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A rubbish dumpsite? Is living in it what you want for all of the people around you including you loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Holding a rubbish while you are walking along the road might sound stupid, idiotic or&amp;nbsp;foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nevertheless, if everyone does just like you do,&amp;nbsp;managing rubbish in a proper way, the earth will not be threatened by something called pollution at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The second thing I want to share is related to donation/fund raising for the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On 31st October, a Saturday, my friends and I went and helped out with a fund-raising donation to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a housing and homelessness charity organisation, 'SHELTER'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the city centre and tried our best to collect as much fund/donation as we could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(in a not-so-good day: chilly, drizzling and windy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nonetheless, the city centre was still full with people of all ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But then again, the fund that we managed to collect were not satisfying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;even though we'd been there for about five hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Most of the passers-by could not even bother about what we were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps they thought we were trying to cheat on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But for God's sake, we won't ever think of taking a single penny from the fund for the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's get over the story and move on to the 'CHANGE' that I want to put forth here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can I ask you a question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How much do ten pence mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What can you do with ten pence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But if everyone on the street would take out ten pence from their wallets or pockets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and put the ten pence into the donation box, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it would have been so wonderful for the needy by the end of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was because the number of people who visited the city centre on that day was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;way &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;more than 2000 people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The amount might not be a great number as it seems to us but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to the needy, it does mean a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What if everyone on earth who can afford proper meals everyday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;donate 10 pence (or even a penny) to the needy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see what the small(est) thing can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So please don't tell yourself or listen to others when they say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"You're just a fool, just a fool"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when you are trying to offer the least thing you can afford to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because when we accummalte all the small(est) thing, it won't be small anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, what are we waiting for??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's make the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;CHANGE with the Smallest thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and fill the world with 'LOVE'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;make the world a better and happier place to stay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. Please do not take any offense on this entry because I do not refer it to anyone in particular but just &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to share what is in my mind and how I feel and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3020683831112598541-7684859624954547350?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/7684859624954547350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=7684859624954547350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/7684859624954547350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/7684859624954547350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2009/11/change-smallest-thing-can-make-all.html' title='Change - The smallest thing can make all the difference'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SvMKWqDNYUI/AAAAAAAAACA/LPSDpQ4RubE/s72-c/normal_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3020683831112598541.post-3683622075895496218</id><published>2009-10-31T15:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-10-31T15:23:43.347Z</updated><title type='text'>Carrie Underwood and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SuxNY4KPj2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/cB_CMz2t0x8/s1600-h/carrie+underwood+play+on2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SuxNY4KPj2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/cB_CMz2t0x8/s400/carrie+underwood+play+on2.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how my dekstop background looks like. (I myself&amp;nbsp;made it.. ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just three more days, Carrie Underwood's much-anticipated new album 'Play On' will be officially released. This album is full of great songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You must be wondering why I am crazy or more correctly obsessed with someone who does not know me, namely Carrie Underwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you worry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll tell you more about my story starring Carrie Underwood and I bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All right, lets go to the first episode, 'How I got to know Carrie Underwood'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'American Idol' is a tv programme that most people know and follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's true that I got to know Carrie Underwood through American Idol Season 4 but I did not follow the tv live show because I had to attend tuition classes at night&amp;nbsp;during American Idol screening.&amp;nbsp;But then again, the result show was on Thursday and somehow I watched it. My heart was all for Carrie Underwood. But then again and again, before I managed to know the result of who was the winner, I was asked to go to bed. =( The tv was still on though. so I was glad that I could still hear the result instead of watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When the host, Ryan said that, 'The American Idol Season 4 is...... Carrie Underwood', tears of joys somehow flowed down my cheeks. It was indeed a strange feeling. I did not follow the show and I could hardly listen to her but somehow she had a great impact on me since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I did not really follow her news after that but I always checked her news on billboard chart on Chinese Newspaper, 'Sin Chew' and I was thrilled to see her album was on top ten most selling albums after months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next time I saw her performance was American Idol Season 5 finale and American Idol Give Back by chance. I mean BY CHANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To be continued ....&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/3020683831112598541-3683622075895496218?l=lipvi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/feeds/3683622075895496218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3020683831112598541&amp;postID=3683622075895496218&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/3683622075895496218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3020683831112598541/posts/default/3683622075895496218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipvi.blogspot.com/2009/10/carrie-underwood-and-i.html' title='Carrie Underwood and I'/><author><name>Lip Vi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16018866732694830444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in8-_nbHfr4/Tk5-yQNB25I/AAAAAAAAANk/R8xCpd-RO2I/s220/184172_183978471668527_100001691261589_463250_1629351_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvl-7DMMdZ8/SuxNY4KPj2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/cB_CMz2t0x8/s72-c/carrie+underwood+play+on2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
