<?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-4093848084999839558</id><updated>2012-01-29T19:35:39.065+08:00</updated><category term='Hate'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Awesomeness'/><category term='School Stuffs'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='World Stuffs'/><category term='Festive'/><category term='Fun Stuff'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Girls Stuff'/><category term='Advises'/><category term='Day Stories'/><category term='U.E'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Sad Stuff'/><category term='Syazzy&apos;s List'/><category term='iphone'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Language'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Tech Thing'/><category term='Beauty'/><category term='My Life'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Living Syazzies Life</title><subtitle type='html'>[Sketches of Life] [Scribbles of the Heart][ Notes on Experience]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-242012684764492291</id><published>2011-12-09T12:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T12:37:19.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Shows On Halt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am furious! All of my fav TV shows are put on halt. What am I supposed to watch now? Sobsss... The Vampire Diaries and The Secret Circle are on pause and will be on air on January 2012 and The Walking Dead will be aired February 2012. Next year! Guess I have to watch other shows to fill this long gap. I just finished with 3 seasons of H20: Just Add Water and I love it. So what if it's a teens mermaid stuff lol. I love mermaids.Cant get enough of it. I was so sad it ended on season 3 T.T but I heard there will be a spin off of it &amp;nbsp;in a new H20 4. Hope to see it soon. So..... I've watched Death Valley and it&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;not my type. The zombies, vamps and werewolves aren't terrorizing enough. And not to mention the cops are stupid. I wonder who watch that junk. I tried Terra Nova episode 1 too. I've always liked Jurrasic Park so i thought i'd give it a try. Turned out a bore too. I'd like to try American Horror Story and Once Upon a Time next and True Bloods next. Maybe i'll get hooked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/25600000/Season-2-Wallpaper-the-walking-dead-25689003-800-600.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Walking Dead &amp;lt;3 this show.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://noordinarygirlmoonspell.webs.com/new7.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fell in love with this teens show lol. Cuteness!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="345" src="http://smallscreenscoop.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/the-secret-circle-episode-guide-480x414.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another fav show. Witches and magic stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-242012684764492291?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/242012684764492291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-furious-all-of-my-fav-tv-shows-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/242012684764492291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/242012684764492291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-furious-all-of-my-fav-tv-shows-are.html' title='Shows On Halt'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5511979462942156245</id><published>2011-12-05T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:56:46.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>The Teacher Who Shall Not Be Named</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's rant is about teachers who taught their students to cheat. What the hell right? So apparently Malaysian public examination cant be trusted. I'm not so sure about SPM (Form 5/ 17 year olds) and PMR (Form 3/ 15 year olds) level but for UPSR (Standard 6/ 12 year olds) yes. The questions leaks here and there and even the fricking subjective answers. So some teachers get the whole answers for English paper 1 questions 1-40. What they have to do is just memorize the ABCD bla bla bla.I don't know who the hell leaks those answers but its not just this year. 2 years back it happened. My school's English graph is like an M shape. 2009 is 90% something, 2010 we got 50% something because we didnt get the answers and this year we got 90% again. I honestly do not support this act.But I'm such a coward because I dont have the guts to go against my head of panel. When the results came in I didnt feel a thing. No excitement no relief. I was like yeah whatever.... Its because I know some of them passed not because of their real ability. So my head of panel usually get an SMS of the answers the day b4 or the night before the exam. In the morning the students get forced to memorize the answers. This year's exam i wasn't around. I went for a course with PPD so i didnt have anything to do with it. And I hope next year if we ever got leaked answers I don't want to have anything to do with it. Its too risky. If the answers are wrong the mediocre students won't know it. Only excellent students can identify if the answers' right so we'll be sacrificing the mediocre and the weak's students potential to pass on their own. Therefore back to 50% which is our real potential anyway. Not 90%. Our school is not 90% material. Not for English anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-5511979462942156245?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5511979462942156245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/teacher-who-shall-not-be-named.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5511979462942156245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5511979462942156245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/teacher-who-shall-not-be-named.html' title='The Teacher Who Shall Not Be Named'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-626787776272726329</id><published>2011-12-04T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:57:43.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Worst Holiday Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Its school end of year break and I'm supposed to have a great 1 month holiday. Instead im busy with assignments. And im also supposed to get engaged this end of december yet i dont feel anything. Im too busy worrying about my post grad classes than my engagement caremony. Haha maybe thats a good thing.... And did i mention no superb vacation for me? Thats why its the worst holiday ever. Im so childish. Sometimes i wonder myself how the hell im taking masters.&lt;span id="BB_SIGN_BEGIN"&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/4093848084999839558-626787776272726329?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/626787776272726329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/worst-holiday-ever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/626787776272726329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/626787776272726329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/worst-holiday-ever.html' title='Worst Holiday Ever'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-8107561457742755876</id><published>2011-11-12T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T15:24:38.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Babies and Weddings Everwhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;School holidays' approaching. It means there'll be lots of weddings throughout the hols.My friends and people my age/ my batch are either getting married or having babies. My facebook is apparently filled with pic shots of cute babies or that baby gaga countdown. It felt so unreal. I think i might be a little bit envious of these moms who have such cute babies. Ahhh! I want to get married but at the same time i dont want to. Curious but scared. Im afraid of the great responsibilities. Im in somekind of life transition where I saw everyone's married and living a new life but im still stuck at the same level. Feel kinda out of place. However, I dun wan my marriage to turn up like Kim Kardashian's 3 months marriage. I want it to be all the way til death parts. Praying for the best for myself and my future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-8107561457742755876?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8107561457742755876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/11/babies-and-weddings-everwhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8107561457742755876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8107561457742755876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/11/babies-and-weddings-everwhere.html' title='Babies and Weddings Everwhere'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-4404363452905241686</id><published>2011-09-13T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:52:22.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Stuffs'/><title type='text'>9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Seeing things in perspective?&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace to the 2,976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and rest in peace to the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi people who paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit. Oh, and the hundreds of thousands of Palestinians who experience this everyday. Your 9/11 is their 24/7&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words from Puteri Juneita's FB, a freelance journalist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-4404363452905241686?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4404363452905241686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/09/911.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4404363452905241686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4404363452905241686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/09/911.html' title='9/11'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-8347692787772825251</id><published>2011-09-05T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:52:07.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festive'/><title type='text'>Happy Eid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The reason I wasn't writting much wasnt because I was fricking busy, I was fricking lazy. Lol. It is now the 7th of Syawal. 7th day of Eidulfitri Celebration.&amp;nbsp;Eidulfitri &amp;nbsp;is the celebration after fasting for a month in Ramadhan (9th month in Islamic calendar). It is the time to reunite with family, balik kampung (go back hometown), meet relatives, eat lots of good food, forgive and forget grudges (I dont think ppl forget =P), get angpaos ( since im a working adult I have to give angpaos uwaaa....) go out with high school friends and try to rebond, erm wat else? Ahhhhh... bake brownies and cookies. Yummylicious. Haha. There's a whole lot of list more things you can do during Eid. Eid is fun but it can be very tiring because we deal with a lot of people. Entertaining and serving is very very tiring. Til now I haven't had a good/ satisfying sleep yet. So, Happy Eid, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Holiday's over. Time to get back to real life. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev8XBQKpO28/TmTMwjDP1aI/AAAAAAAAAgc/N3Mhyj4Leh4/s1600/9april+709.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev8XBQKpO28/TmTMwjDP1aI/AAAAAAAAAgc/N3Mhyj4Leh4/s320/9april+709.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Eid from me and my family. =P &lt;br /&gt;Maaf Zahir Batin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5UcjqMpP_Pc/TmTSLIOiRtI/AAAAAAAAAhE/EfUDBePTDGM/s1600/323648_2021939156645_1488936122_31775005_7295287_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5UcjqMpP_Pc/TmTSLIOiRtI/AAAAAAAAAhE/EfUDBePTDGM/s320/323648_2021939156645_1488936122_31775005_7295287_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My fav dish during Eid. Nasi Impit and Ayam Masak Putih&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TWr4bOGDJps/TmTR0HE3WVI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Qf2bNGCvQl4/s1600/293299_2026393548002_1488936122_31780857_1470218_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TWr4bOGDJps/TmTR0HE3WVI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Qf2bNGCvQl4/s320/293299_2026393548002_1488936122_31780857_1470218_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Year 5 boys.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LvHi16Ann_g/TmTR1vUUhgI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ZP46_qhQy7Y/s1600/299691_2026395948062_1488936122_31780861_1837537_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LvHi16Ann_g/TmTR1vUUhgI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ZP46_qhQy7Y/s320/299691_2026395948062_1488936122_31780861_1837537_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG I've nvr seen so many cookies as this.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--49wQWWjesY/TmTRy6UMKnI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Or5ctfzqQiY/s1600/294565_2026392707981_1488936122_31780856_6675207_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--49wQWWjesY/TmTRy6UMKnI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Or5ctfzqQiY/s320/294565_2026392707981_1488936122_31780856_6675207_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my year 5 girls.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/4093848084999839558-8347692787772825251?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8347692787772825251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-eid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8347692787772825251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8347692787772825251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-eid.html' title='Happy Eid'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev8XBQKpO28/TmTMwjDP1aI/AAAAAAAAAgc/N3Mhyj4Leh4/s72-c/9april+709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6274990162436120812</id><published>2011-08-01T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T23:29:12.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Happy Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TEdsbvR07Q/TjbDtqUC6vI/AAAAAAAAAgU/htKskDHtY9k/s1600/Fasting.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TEdsbvR07Q/TjbDtqUC6vI/AAAAAAAAAgU/htKskDHtY9k/s320/Fasting.png" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi. Salam Ramadhan to all muslims. I just want to wish all a happy and wonderful Ramadhan. My first day of fasting in this lovely month is quite challenging. Not in term of hungriness or thirst but more to controlling my emotions. No idea why but today I've been angry and impatient. Hope tomorrow I can be in a good mood. May Allah let me be in have peace since tomorrow starts working again. Hope the children will be good too. Please please be good for ur beloved teacher! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wishing you 1 month of Ramadhan,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 Weeks f Barkat,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 days of Forgiveness,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;720 hours of Guidance,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;43200 minutes of Purification,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2592000 seconds of Nuur!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/YourRamadanTV"&gt;RamadhanTV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-6274990162436120812?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6274990162436120812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-ramadhan.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6274990162436120812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6274990162436120812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-ramadhan.html' title='Happy Ramadhan'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TEdsbvR07Q/TjbDtqUC6vI/AAAAAAAAAgU/htKskDHtY9k/s72-c/Fasting.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-4371184316950320394</id><published>2011-07-21T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T21:42:55.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Potter Puppet Pals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Tx1XIm6q4r4" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y18LUMkVt2Y" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you are a Harry Potter fan and you haven't seen Potter Puppet Pals, please do! Its so refreshing. Potter Puppet's show is a little bit different than the usual fan remakes. The characters were rebuilt and given more cunning persona. Especially of Harry. Dumbledore is a little bit crazed, Ron seemed a bit dazed, Hermione's flat and Snape gets bullied all the time. I believe that what make this show so interesting. It doesn't stick just to the original story in the book. Characters and settings were adapted into new sketches. Some of it contains musical elements. A little bit of puppet dance and singing. Even the music was composed by the maker. Overall its a great puppets production and I hope they start making more shows since Harry Potter movies have officially ended with the last one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIU0TiGhKCQ/TigsCpKYvFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/8Ss7LWfVoJg/s1600/PotterPuppetPalsCastandCrew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIU0TiGhKCQ/TigsCpKYvFI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/8Ss7LWfVoJg/s400/PotterPuppetPalsCastandCrew.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Potter Puppets Pals Casts and Crews&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/potterpuppetpals"&gt;Potter Puppet Pal Youtube Chanel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/NeilCicierega"&gt;The Guy Behind Potter Puppets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-4371184316950320394?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4371184316950320394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/potter-puppet-pals.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4371184316950320394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4371184316950320394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/potter-puppet-pals.html' title='Potter Puppet Pals'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Tx1XIm6q4r4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-8141669025104654095</id><published>2011-07-17T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T21:56:49.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syazzy&apos;s List'/><title type='text'>Wishlist #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://skincare-img.skinstore.com/resources/dynamic/store/products/SV016-no-shine.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Applied on face to control oil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Here are the things that lust told me to have. Lol.  I probably wont need half of these. But what the hell. I'm just being a girl.  :hearts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Ipad 2 ( I have no reason to desire this  ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. House of Night Series . (So what? I'm a bookworm lol. Btw I've heard great reviews about it. Might be the next Vampire Diaries? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A PC. ( My lappy's falling apart. Used this baby too much...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A new gold bracelet. (My current bracelet is washed out....I sweat too much...eeeek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. New watch. ( pls don't buy leather straps ones coz they nvr last me more than a year...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://gadtricks.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/kindle3.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Kindle 3 . RM999 in Malaysia :gulp:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;6. More books! ( To fill in my shelf hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;7. Skindinavia No More Shine. (My face is an oil factory. Lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;8. Kindle ( Amazon Ebook gadget but the ebooks have to be purchased from Amazon.com. So it's still expensive)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;9. A &amp;nbsp;M.A.C product. ( I'm scared to go inside M.A.C store because the salesgirls all looked like stuck ups. You know stuck ups and their laser look. Lol!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;10. A premium account to download movies ( Harhar! I'm a movie freak.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 6px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gimme.co.nz/files/users/Gimme/houseofnight450_jpg_4a11fd6ff1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://www.gimme.co.nz/files/users/Gimme/houseofnight450_jpg_4a11fd6ff1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;House of Nights Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-8141669025104654095?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8141669025104654095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/wishlist-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8141669025104654095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8141669025104654095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/wishlist-2.html' title='Wishlist #2'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2734613852291233973</id><published>2011-07-12T22:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:15:42.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tech Thing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syazzy&apos;s List'/><title type='text'>The Iphone Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, this is a tag. This tag is about the most used apps in your iphone. Here, I list 10 of my top used app. It is very boring trust me. I am boring!!! Btw this list excludes iPod, calculator, clock and all those built in functions. All these Apps are free except for The Sims.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;Merriam Webster Dictionary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most meaningful use of iPhone is that I don't have to invest in a talking dictionary because i can get it for free. No need Besta or smart dictionary whatsoever. Synonyms, antonyms, thesaurus, word origin, pronunciation in British and American all within the grasp of my hand. I'm a teacher. I can't have all these stored in my head. Iphone is a good place to keep it. =D&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.  iTranslate &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cant live without this BM-BI, BI-BM translator. Save my life quite a few times. Sometimes i forgot the word translation and its so handy to carry an Iphone around. So far, this is the only reliable free App of English-Malay dictionary. Others are either paid versions or badly reviewed. Btw this app is like Google translater. It has a massive list of other languages. It can be used to translate other languages as well. So, thats a bonus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. SMS Fast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This app is a text messaging system  with a list of template messages. Its useful if you driving n texting. I pre-type messages that I would be likely to send or reply to when I'm driving and save it in the templates. So when i got a text when I'm driving I dun have to type to inform i'm driving or i'm reaching. I just tap on the app, select a msg and send it. Iphone's touchpad is the most unfriendly to my fingers of all the phone I've ever used. Its ridiculous! I cant single handedly type messages. I'm sorry but my thumb is not that long to reach the furthest side of the phone... Iphone is wide, ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Safari&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A web browser. Its my encyclopedia. Information is at the tip of my fingers. If suddenly I need a nursery rhyme, its there. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Facebook&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not FB addict. Its just a good place to let out my feelings. You know, if I'm happy I'll be like 'Yay! Happy happy day!' or if I'm pissed I'll be like ' #@&amp;amp;$@#$(#**&amp;amp;# you!!!'. Yeah, good therapy. I just don't mention names. I don't need comments or being consoled. I just need to express whatever i feel i need to. Then I'll be fine. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Echofon (Twitter App)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my entertainment. Follow celebrities and stalk their life. lol. I don't even have many friends. I read when I'm bored, when I have nothing to do. I can live without it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 .&lt;a href="http://www.wattpad.com/"&gt;Wattpad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My online library. Not bad for amateur or aspiring writers. Variety of genres and thousands of titles. Good for me since I cant spend much for real books anyway. Fricking expensive. I must say reading has become quite an expensive hobby. In Malaysia anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. CineApps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Checks local cinema schedule. Why is this even on my list? I'm not a regular at the cinemas. This shows how boring my daily iPhone activity is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. VehiCal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Counts my total price of car fuel assumption.  (-.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. The Sims 3 World Adventures&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Iphone sims...is different. Its a waste of money...but since I purchased it...I had to play...I forced myself to play. Its a punishment for buying the most boring Sims game ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you have iPhone, I tag you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2734613852291233973?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2734613852291233973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/iphone-tag.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2734613852291233973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2734613852291233973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/iphone-tag.html' title='The Iphone Tag'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2220601456169580848</id><published>2011-07-05T21:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T00:02:05.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tech Thing'/><title type='text'>Ex-Gamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qZh0fywfjTA/ThMvAWhT92I/AAAAAAAAAfc/9bIf5QyzsFg/s400/cap00008-2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625892042607687522" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPBvgnBLH0s/ThMw4UdngjI/AAAAAAAAAfs/fs8iJBibtq8/s400/faeriapollo.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625894103639622194" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yea I was once a gaming addict. Don't worry, I graduated from game rehab. No more a crazy gamer. Lol. Bet u didnt expect that. :laughs: Btw I'm not gonna expose what game I played. I'm afraid I will be stalked. Lol Joke!. I was quite ...err... famous? Hehe. Yea famous that some gamer dedicated a hate blog for me and some friends of mine. Lol. I didnt do anything.... : innocent:  Game politics....Its just a game for god sake. They dragged real life in, so these things happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AmBqPAVE0D0/ThMw5ienk5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/iDdljquQbto/s400/navy1banner2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 70px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625894124581786514" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I made this banner. Yay!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was a pirate turned navy. The whole guild turned Navy anyway. Why? Nobody wants to be Navy since we can't create own guild name. So when Guild War was introduced, there was nobody to fight with. We sacrificed our name which was 'Charmed' to turn navy. lol. Imagine every pirates against 1 functioning Navy Guild. Omg. Kept us busy for 2-3 hours per war. Can you guess what job my character was? xD Look at the staff and i think you can guess. So, i quit this game for some reasons. But the most dominant reason was because all of my other friends stopped playing. We were all students or working persons. Cant afford in terms of time, money and commitment. One by one of my friends stepped down and sooner or later I would as well. But whats funny was that I told the guild I wanted to stop playing because I'm getting married lol!!!! The guild was buzzing with all sorts of gossips haha. That was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWpSiT7w-cU/ThMvAw4wNvI/AAAAAAAAAfk/lKpHnkyrNhk/s400/cap00023.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625892049685329650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Celebrating my birthday online with my in-game bf lol. A trustable friend. I miss him. Good in and out of game. I helped him do his assignment once over the internet lol. We were still in college. He had trouble writing in English. So I helped him. He's chinese and I'm malay. Funny combination but we made a great team. =P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-980NlFMbHAg/ThMvAEBTjNI/AAAAAAAAAfU/15Qvj9YExPQ/s400/cap00007-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625892037641604306" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Owww..we were even married. lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OVx1CbDeELU/ThMu_5lRzAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/5hKAD_4zTr4/s400/cap00003-4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625892034839694338" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some of my guildmates during our glorious times. Fun fights versus the pirates.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2y8abiXlI_0/ThMw4kapodI/AAAAAAAAAf0/K7Twg0rBQ1c/s400/girl%2Bpowr.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625894107922145746" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girl power!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B46TsuPJhZI/ThMu_7uvHyI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Z_5d14sg1ZE/s400/charmdbd.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625892035416235810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When we were still pirates. Charmed's 2nd birthday. Our guild was one of the steadiest and longest. What a memory...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f38KGPnBhwc/ThMw4i4II-I/AAAAAAAAAf8/AMis8R17kMA/s400/navy1avov3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625894107508909026" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My last picture with the guild. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2220601456169580848?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2220601456169580848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/ex-gamer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2220601456169580848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2220601456169580848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/ex-gamer.html' title='Ex-Gamer'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qZh0fywfjTA/ThMvAWhT92I/AAAAAAAAAfc/9bIf5QyzsFg/s72-c/cap00008-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5055227825981666442</id><published>2011-07-04T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T21:00:17.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>Wishlist #1 Updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;So, last year i made a &lt;a href="http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-wishlist-1.html"&gt;wishlist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;. I didn't really save enough money for all. It was too much. I bought some with my own money. Yay! I have new things I would like to have so lets see what I bought and what I didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. iPhone 3g in PINK! - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES! Not exactly in pink lol. The phone's black with a pink leather cover. Yay~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;2. Percy Jackson and the Olympians 1-5 book series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; YES! Actually 1-4. Still looking for a cheap 5th book. ^.^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moresales.com.my/catalog/entry/lexsjirl.shtml" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; color: rgb(61, 129, 238); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Gucci Envy Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt; ( I miss this perfume )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; :( No. Too expensive. I use cheap perfumes lol. Like Body Shop and Victoria Secret.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coastalscents.com/cfwebstore/index.cfm/product/1677_122/88-piece-makeup-palette.cfm" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; color: rgb(61, 129, 238); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Coastal Scents 88 Pallete.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; No. Glad didn't buy this. Hehe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;5. A nice foundation brush or a stippling brush. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES! Cheap foundation brush from Elianto and Stipling brush from LovingMinerals.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Clarisonic-Deluxe-Professional-4-Speed-System/dp/B001QOGXO6/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=hpc&amp;amp;qid=1253991583&amp;amp;sr=1-5" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; color: rgb(61, 129, 238); text-decoration: none; "&gt;A Clarisonic&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;b&gt;Too fricking expensive. I can buy another Iphone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Clarisonic-Deluxe-Professional-4-Speed-System/dp/B001QOGXO6/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=hpc&amp;amp;qid=1253991583&amp;amp;sr=1-5" style="color: rgb(61, 129, 238); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.mphonline.com/books/nsearch.aspx?do=detail&amp;amp;pcode=9780759529434" style="color: rgb(61, 129, 238); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Twilight : The Graphic Novel Vol 1&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;b&gt;Somebody want to buy this for me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mphonline.com/books/nsearch.aspx?do=detail&amp;amp;pcode=9780759529434" style="color: rgb(61, 129, 238); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8. A Threadmill. - &lt;b&gt;NO. I settled for Aerobics DVDs Lol!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;9. 1 teragig hardisk . -&lt;b&gt;NO! I need this!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;10. The Vampire Diaries Book Series. - &lt;b&gt;My cousin told me the books sucks so I'm not gonna buy. I can just borrow it from her. Heh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-5055227825981666442?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5055227825981666442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/wishlist-1-updated.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5055227825981666442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5055227825981666442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/wishlist-1-updated.html' title='Wishlist #1 Updated'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5382940855663155783</id><published>2011-07-04T19:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T20:36:44.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>OMG I was a nerd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's the proof.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLnAeG4SZBM/ThGvSwh6rEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/-bFfrPT_W9I/s1600/9april%2B054.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLnAeG4SZBM/ThGvSwh6rEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/-bFfrPT_W9I/s400/9april%2B054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625470146362125378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqEgxSjhDvA/ThGuEigjfiI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lwyL7vndO9I/s1600/9april%2B053.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KqEgxSjhDvA/ThGuEigjfiI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lwyL7vndO9I/s400/9april%2B053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625468802568519202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wrote down all the words I didn't understand when I was reading Harry Potter books. I believe this is from Prisoner of Azkaban. Lol. I think I was 17. I was having that 6 months of teenage freedom gap before I went for college. I remembered I had a pen and a paper with me whenever I started reading Harry Potter. I remembered finding the word meaning as well.  Manually! In the dictionary! Crazy. Lol. There were hundreds of words. I've no idea where the word meanings are now. But honestly now, there are still unfamiliar words in there. :grin:   I was quite the Harry Potter fanatic. I used to read Mugglenet.com everyday. Its like my Harry Potter newspaper. I started to lose interest in Harry Potter movies because of 4th movie and up. I hate it when they cut and chop plots. But now since I haven't  reread the books I dun quite remember the original plot so it will be a good time to watch the final movie this July. Hope it wont be too disappointing. :wink:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-5382940855663155783?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5382940855663155783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/omg-i-was-nerd.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5382940855663155783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5382940855663155783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/omg-i-was-nerd.html' title='OMG I was a nerd'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iLnAeG4SZBM/ThGvSwh6rEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/-bFfrPT_W9I/s72-c/9april%2B054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2646087393712985447</id><published>2011-07-02T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T01:52:01.233+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tech Thing'/><title type='text'>IMVU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;span style='display:block;text-align:justify;'&gt;&lt;span style='display:block;text-align:justify;'&gt;Anyone ever tried IMVU b4? Their adds are everywhere. Its a place to chat with friends or make new friends in an interactive virtual place where u can dressup as whatever you like and do whatever you want. What you need are just credits. I registered an IMVU account a few years back. It was quite interesting. Especially decorating my avatar part and virtual shopping for my avatar. I tried it because a friend asked me to join. It was fun if u r just trying to have fun with friends. There were quite a lot to explore. :ehem: lol. I stopped playing because I wasnt really into chatting and entertaining strangers much. I'm just not gifted in socializing. But quite recently I was really bored and i clicked on their ad and tried to login. I totally forgot my pw so i reg again. It was fun shopping and spending the free new account credits. It was fun until i decided to start chatting with strangers. Seemed to me IMVU had become a platform to gain xxx pleasures. You will meet all kinds of crazy ppl. I thought the first person i talked to in there was a male pros who claimed to be a firefighter. He kept asking me really harassing questions. I dodge most of the questions by acting funny. You know give him smart answers instead. I think he got fed up lol. I said i gtg and ciao. I nvr login IMVU again. I like IMVU for the fun interface but it is a dangerous place. Kids should not be allowed to use it. Its a great threat to their morals. You never know what kind of person hiding behind that cute avatar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-C6kmxDJPmsI/Tg4I2bbgpuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/3OT8Zl6YolM/BB_Photo.png'&gt;&lt;img alt='' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-C6kmxDJPmsI/Tg4I2bbgpuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/3OT8Zl6YolM/BB_Photo.png' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VAyOe1MnKxg/Tg4I71xPtjI/AAAAAAAAAeI/wg11MTSMTM4/BB_Photo.png'&gt;&lt;img alt='' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VAyOe1MnKxg/Tg4I71xPtjI/AAAAAAAAAeI/wg11MTSMTM4/BB_Photo.png' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/4093848084999839558-2646087393712985447?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2646087393712985447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/imvu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2646087393712985447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2646087393712985447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/07/imvu.html' title='IMVU'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-C6kmxDJPmsI/Tg4I2bbgpuI/AAAAAAAAAeE/3OT8Zl6YolM/s72-c/BB_Photo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-8344180492400118913</id><published>2011-06-15T22:26:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:54:33.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Getting Tanned or Getting Burned?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was in Perhentian Island, I find my family and I was trying to cover as much as possible trying to avoid getting burned. Whats funny was all the foreigner wasn't. Lol. They're trying to get burned! or the correct term getting tanned. We Asians, we had too much sun and they had too little sun. Asians want to be lighter and fairer. They want to be tanner and browner. xD Lol! And yes, we were still burnt with all the sunscreen and coverings.  xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1R2QfbXlfNE/TfjD4m7-sRI/AAAAAAAAAeA/C6nyDcLlLXE/s400/syaz1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618455912436904210" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi!&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&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nzIss0G1FJc/TfjD4UMYTrI/AAAAAAAAAd4/M-yzFmyNRhk/s400/syaz.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618455907405418162" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Underwater peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ksvTih_v98/TfjD4ATc6CI/AAAAAAAAAdw/3KZjzpUcfsU/s400/peace.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618455902066370594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-8344180492400118913?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8344180492400118913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-tanned-or-getting-burned.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8344180492400118913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8344180492400118913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-tanned-or-getting-burned.html' title='Getting Tanned or Getting Burned?'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1R2QfbXlfNE/TfjD4m7-sRI/AAAAAAAAAeA/C6nyDcLlLXE/s72-c/syaz1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6502505422426881344</id><published>2011-06-15T22:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T12:56:27.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Nemo and Dolphins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3022d0c325b149dd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3022d0c325b149dd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330038369%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DF44C06A291EB70621FF59497238CFE3DB3946B.5CE75DF86C0E95D763505C4C1FB5499E6CDD80D2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3022d0c325b149dd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkdHoEYNLcxQJV-gFuwOk0t7d1cg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3022d0c325b149dd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330038369%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DF44C06A291EB70621FF59497238CFE3DB3946B.5CE75DF86C0E95D763505C4C1FB5499E6CDD80D2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3022d0c325b149dd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkdHoEYNLcxQJV-gFuwOk0t7d1cg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Clownfish at Perhentian Island. Our guide took this video for us since we can't dive. I was too scared to take out the life jacket since I don't swim too well. Afraid of drowning. Lol! My brother can dive but not for long. So our nice handsome guide took it for us. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-963618f717c6148" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0963618f717c6148%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330038369%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77C86128F5FE298EE2B8563CE4209A149CDF222C.5204EC79CE878F2B52A0B33499EE206060439BD6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D963618f717c6148%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLOtRlpOZU0Uo_m7xSTNoEjaeb-w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0963618f717c6148%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330038369%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77C86128F5FE298EE2B8563CE4209A149CDF222C.5204EC79CE878F2B52A0B33499EE206060439BD6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D963618f717c6148%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLOtRlpOZU0Uo_m7xSTNoEjaeb-w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We saw dolphins on the way too Pulau Rawa. My camera made it looked pretty far but it wasn't so much. Everyone was excited! You can hear from all kinds of sounds there lol.  My camera made it looked pretty far but it wasnt that far. It looked so small in the vid. I guess you could say  say we saw dolphin's fins more the real dolphins. lol!&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/4093848084999839558-6502505422426881344?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6502505422426881344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/nemo-and-dolphins.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6502505422426881344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6502505422426881344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/nemo-and-dolphins.html' title='Nemo and Dolphins!'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6935759483342689045</id><published>2011-06-15T19:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T20:24:58.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I Miss Love Letters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love letters... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...or in my case Love Emails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I miss them. I don't get any now. We talked through SMS, phonecalls. Thats just it. There's not much romance to it. Because you messaged me every second. Sometimes, love need time and space. Technology ruins romance. Just as &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wGr1lQAREB0"&gt;Wong Fu Production&lt;/a&gt; said it. I miss the moment when it needs waiting to read the message. Waiting, makes me miss you. Missing you makes me love you even deeper.  I miss the moment I miss you. I don't get to miss you anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love messages is like chocolate.  If you have too much, it will make you feel sick.  If u send too much love messages, u will ran out of ideas shortly. But not getting any is a concern too. I need sparkles in my relationship . Everything seemed like a routine. Its not exciting anymore. Even saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I Wuv U&lt;/span&gt; now feels like a routine. I don't feel anything strong saying it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:long sigh:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having love hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not having love hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Which one would you defend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VC4MrnYxzHA/TfijpUIvtnI/AAAAAAAAAdo/PF0TJAOzUHc/s400/fuzzmail-email.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 344px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618420465320048242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-6935759483342689045?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6935759483342689045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-love-letters.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6935759483342689045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6935759483342689045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-miss-love-letters.html' title='I Miss Love Letters'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VC4MrnYxzHA/TfijpUIvtnI/AAAAAAAAAdo/PF0TJAOzUHc/s72-c/fuzzmail-email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6405935422773172689</id><published>2011-06-11T21:31:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T06:43:36.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Perhentian Island Adventure</title><content 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I love the feeling of being in it although I do not swim very well.  I really envy the boy in this video. He's a young guide. Probably of 16 or 17 years old. He's actually helping our snorkeling guide man with our 2 days snorkeling package. He helped us spot the shark at the shark point and show us the turtle spot. We were quite lucky. We saw dolphins which is quite a rare sight these days even in this island. We were on the boat on our way to Pulau Rawa and we saw them swimming along the way and hopping in the water. We didn't dare to jump in because it was in the middle of the sea. Lols! I like the sea but I don't like being in the middle of it. I watched too much National Geographic's Sea Monsters. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The children born in the island of Perhentian is gifted with water and navigation. They can swim, dive, navigate the boat and guide tourists to their destination. They learn about the sea inhabitants and know the fishes and the marine creatures well. Most guides are locals. Some assistants are local youths and they got excited seeing ladies in bikinies. Haha! Note that Malaysia is an Islamic country. Those ladies are of course tourist from other countries although there are some I found that are Malays trying to act foreign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We stayed there for 4 days 3 nights at Cozy Chalet. It was a nice place apart from the climbing part. Lol! It was up on the hill and took quite a climb to reach especially if u have kilos of backpack lol! The food at Cozy Cafe is complimentary. Good food although a bit pricy. A plate of Nasi Goreng is RM10.00....but it's delicious. I would suggest to bring lots of our own food like bread and spreads, munchies, crisps whatever coz I felt really really hungry after snorkeling and I wouldn't wanna go throw RM10.00 just for a plate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I'd love to go there again. I want to swim more. I want to see more corals and fishes. Its so spectacular and so peaceful. Its like stress doesn't exist when I'm swimming. Its the best vacation ever.  So, I better save $$$ to go there again. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pulau Perhentian Travel Packages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myeho.com/terengganu/pulau-perhentian-island/"&gt;http://www.myeho.com/terengganu/pulau-perhentian-island/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulauperhentian.com.my/p_pir_3d2n.php"&gt;http://www.pulauperhentian.com.my/p_pir_3d2n.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ps: I will update with more vids later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&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/4093848084999839558-6405935422773172689?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6405935422773172689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/perhentian-island-adventure.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6405935422773172689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6405935422773172689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/perhentian-island-adventure.html' title='Perhentian Island Adventure'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7672864111888532214</id><published>2011-06-10T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T22:51:17.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>I found Nemo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lk-u8LLjdQ/TfIsFSWXP_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/ZbmzgV68Jps/s1600/nemo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lk-u8LLjdQ/TfIsFSWXP_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/ZbmzgV68Jps/s400/nemo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616600154621034482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1BVXqpQ-45M/TfIsFK_5KMI/AAAAAAAAAdY/H2NWpLSPtn0/s1600/nemo2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1BVXqpQ-45M/TfIsFK_5KMI/AAAAAAAAAdY/H2NWpLSPtn0/s400/nemo2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616600152647739586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I found Nemo in Malaysia! So adorable... Guess Nemo and his dad is having a vacation in Pulau Perhentian. Lol! And the clownfish had been renamed to Nemo thanks to Disney.  Lol! Awesome waters at Pulau Perhentian. Truly an amazing place to be. I'm definetely going snorkling again. Can't get enough of this place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Underwater shot taken with Olympus Tough TG310.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-7672864111888532214?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7672864111888532214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-found-nemo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7672864111888532214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7672864111888532214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-found-nemo.html' title='I found Nemo!'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lk-u8LLjdQ/TfIsFSWXP_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/ZbmzgV68Jps/s72-c/nemo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-8350872398919894748</id><published>2011-05-03T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T00:22:09.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Osama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Osama Laden. Some celebrate his death. I however do not. My american facebook friends praise the US soldiers and congratulate them for killing this so called terrorist. I felt disgusted by this. I felt anger at the woman who said this. How could they celebrate the death of a person? Anybody's death should be treated with silence at least. I do not know how far he is guilty for his terrorism acts but as a sibling in religion, i felt sorrow as a lost brother fell in his battle. I pray if u are true, may u be placed amongst the faithful ones. And may ur death be ur peace and freedom in Allah's great kingdom.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/4093848084999839558-8350872398919894748?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8350872398919894748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/osama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8350872398919894748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8350872398919894748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/05/osama.html' title='Osama'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-3403850707780006232</id><published>2011-04-24T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T20:44:52.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advises'/><title type='text'>How Not To Annoy Your Roommates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dT9MuR4onG4/TbQZ7M1BwyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9OBzE0TFK-I/s1600/37907_1363770622843_1488936122_30833351_2661188_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dT9MuR4onG4/TbQZ7M1BwyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9OBzE0TFK-I/s320/37907_1363770622843_1488936122_30833351_2661188_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599128741574984482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once upon a time, the study that i love so much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;When I was driving home from work some time ago, it just popped in my head to write about this, thinking about the fun times with friends. I've experienced 6 years of having roommates/house-mates during my university/ college life. During my first year of going away from home and sharing a room with strangers, it was the most challenging. Mentally and emotionally challenging. I survived 6 years with patience, compromise and more patience. Haha, my roommates aren't bad, but of course as normal people we have flaws , we can't please everyone and we don't realize we have certain habits that displease someone else. I love all my roommates. If any of my ex-roommates happened to read this just to let you know that; We had been such great friends and if there happened to be any chance for us to be living together again, I would. These are just some advises I feel important for you ppl out there not to make a foe out of a potential friend. Not all this happened to me, some happened to my close friends and some just by watching other people's roommates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shut that clock!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Ugh! I really can't stand it when the alarm clock rang for the 10th time and the roommate still hasn't woke up. Made me want to smash that clock. So guys, if you know you sleep like logs don't even bother to set the alarm because it will be a waste to the batteries' life. Poor people who have a tendency to woke up at the very first ring of the alarm will curse you forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ask!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I share my things with my roommates all the time. I do not have a problem in this department. If you wanted to use the roommate's things, ask them first or at least tell them afterwards that you used. And if they gave you that lifetime nod 'Hey you can use anytime you want' then you're good to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mute your phone please!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I happened to be a person who can't stand noises. I don't mind if the phone rang loudly but what bothers me is when the phone rang loudly for the 100th missed call while I'm sleeping. That would have strained my veins a lot. I'm thankful I did not went nuts and rammed a stake through the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lights off!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Some people have sensitive eyes. You should be aware of that. If you like to study or do your stuff at midnight, I suggest you go out and buy night eye shades for your roommates so they won't have the urge to murder you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u live with somebody, im sure that somebody soon will find out some of ur habits. You will find out some of their habits too. I think its important that we keep those stuff wrapped in that wall we live in. We should protect each other. Not spill. Thats the worst mates u could ever have. I believe if u keep others secret they will keep ur secrets too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="BB_SIGN_BEGIN"&gt;&lt;img alt="BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop" src="http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; " /&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/4093848084999839558-3403850707780006232?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3403850707780006232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-not-to-annoy-your-roommates.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3403850707780006232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3403850707780006232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-not-to-annoy-your-roommates.html' title='How Not To Annoy Your Roommates'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dT9MuR4onG4/TbQZ7M1BwyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9OBzE0TFK-I/s72-c/37907_1363770622843_1488936122_30833351_2661188_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7681303594224898230</id><published>2011-04-21T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T19:49:44.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Skin Clear for Acne Sufferers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NPuSafDHAJQ/TbAZBl1Z63I/AAAAAAAAAbM/cqB4cDVWO3o/s320/399_G_1282333757617.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 230px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598001851948198770" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7EzUf81rLj0/TbAZB9tbHgI/AAAAAAAAAbU/agAKyNpoFgc/s320/P773245745.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598001858357173762" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Anyone suffering from really bad acne or pimples and would like try other options besides antibiotics can give &lt;strong&gt;KORDEL's Skin Clear&lt;/strong&gt; a shot. It is a traditonal preparation that use several herbs to cleanse the blood therefore healing acnes from inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;I have taken antibiotics b4 for a few years and it gave me a lot of other pain and sufferings. From taking antibiotics I had suffered from 2 diff case of fungal infections on my fingernail and on my body skin. At first, I didnt know why i've been having these infections, in fact i didnt know they are fungal infection at all. I blame all the doctors i went to see bcause they nver explained the side effects of taking all these antibiotics nor did they try to find out the reason why i've been having a severe acne condition.(Later i found out on my own) What they did was listen my my ramblings and immediately prescribe medication. A particular doctor (who I despise till now) even told me that my fingernail is so severe that it will take a very long time to heal. (Wth?)  Typical malaysian doctors. What the hell did they learn in med school?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Not giving up, my mother took me to a pharmacist instead and he recommended this herbal supplement. At first, I didnt have any high hopes and it took me quite awhile to realize that my acne had actually  began clear. It wasnt an obvious change. I took this supplement only 1  per day. The bottle prescibed 3 pills per day, i guess thats why it took long to give an effect. I dont have those ugly white pus anymore, only those small pimples. I took me around 3 months to clear my acne. My pimples still come and go esp during menstruation but its not threatening. I am gratefull. I love this supplement so much. It saved my life. And it doesnt cause fungus. I am still taking this supplement and so far i have not suffer from anything weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;If you dont believe me U can ask my friends. They know how I suffered from acne. I am not writting this to promote Kordel or whatever. I am writing this to help and share something that can help acne sufferers to live a normal life and not ashamed to show their face outside. I knew how that felt like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;This supplement contains these herbs that help to cleanse our blood and treat acnes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Burdock          - acts as a blood purifier to clear impurities in the bloodstream&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Sarsaparilla    - has anti-inflammatory effects &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Echinacea       - supports a healthy immune system&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Marigold         - has antiseptic properties, wound healing and anti-inflammatory effects &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Celandine       - has been used traditionally to treat skin diseases&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Red clover      - acts as a blood purifier to clear impurities in the bloodstream&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;This product is available at The Guardians and i think most pharmacys. If you cant find Skin clear, I suggest &lt;strong&gt;21st Century's Herbs for Skin. &lt;/strong&gt;I read the ingredients and they are almost the same and I've tried a bottle. But I still preffer Kordel's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;*Im sorry if i offended any doctor or docs-to-be. I hope u can learn from my experience. Cheers~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Kordel Page&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kordels.com/product/herbal_supplements_details/44" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.kordels.com/product/herbal_supplements_details/44&lt;/a&gt; ( they change the name skin clear to herbal acne, but they r still selling skin clear at guardians)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;21st Century Herbs for Skin &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.21stcentury.com.my/product-view.aspx?t=l&amp;amp;v=h&amp;amp;id=p938043306" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.21stcentury.com.my/product-view.aspx?t=l&amp;amp;v=h&amp;amp;id=p938043306&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-7681303594224898230?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7681303594224898230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/skin-clear-for-acne-sufferers.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7681303594224898230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7681303594224898230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/skin-clear-for-acne-sufferers.html' title='Skin Clear for Acne Sufferers'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NPuSafDHAJQ/TbAZBl1Z63I/AAAAAAAAAbM/cqB4cDVWO3o/s72-c/399_G_1282333757617.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2585384269998509645</id><published>2011-04-04T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T17:05:09.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Language'/><title type='text'>Why is my tongue faster than my brain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: justify;'&gt;I always had this problem where i spoke first without realizing it and only than my brain told me its the wrong thing to say. I don't know whether its either because my tongue too fast or my brain is real slow. Is this a sign of some sort of deficit? I stutter too sometimes. Because my tongue wanted to say something but my brain still hadn't recognize what was it that i wanted to say.  Lol. How lame T.T   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/4093848084999839558-2585384269998509645?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2585384269998509645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-is-my-tongue-faster-than-my-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2585384269998509645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2585384269998509645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-is-my-tongue-faster-than-my-brain.html' title='Why is my tongue faster than my brain?'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-8400622527419771844</id><published>2011-04-04T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:54:30.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iScream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Hi. I am emotionally disturbed rite now. I want to scream. But i cant. I want to bite somebody. But i cant.  -INHALE....EXHALE....- why? Why??? Why??? As much as males dun get how the female brain works, i must say i dun get how a male's affection works. Oh-em-gee. I've nvr encountered a male who has a worse PMS than his partner. So far, in my rs with this certain person, hes been acting up more than i do and way too sensitive . I've been telling him this is how i do my stuff n pls understand it becoz im not gonna change anything about it. My old me, my me before meeting u is going to stay the same. I hv altered some principles for u so y cant u accept this part of me. Bear with it! Bear the fact that i dun like to text when im watching a video! I'm goin crazy.  I should go to sleep. Ineed a therapist.&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/4093848084999839558-8400622527419771844?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8400622527419771844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/iscream.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8400622527419771844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8400622527419771844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/04/iscream.html' title='iScream'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7854304278693009029</id><published>2011-01-23T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T00:04:12.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Earliest Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y2k3QwTsH5o/TVVd0GSy1LI/AAAAAAAAAbE/qI0njYqo_M8/s1600/167902_1583864085042_1488936122_31259529_4538112_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y2k3QwTsH5o/TVVd0GSy1LI/AAAAAAAAAbE/qI0njYqo_M8/s320/167902_1583864085042_1488936122_31259529_4538112_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572463263564879026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the earliest memory that I remembered was my father bringing me to buy flowers for my mother who just given birth to my youngest sister. I was 4 years old that time. I remembered it very blurry but I knew that my father was holding my hands and we bought carnations if I'm not mistaken. Later my father showed me my baby sister from outside the newborn nursery room but I was confused since there were so many babies in there. Haha. I believed most of our memories from our childhood were exaggerated in some ways. We were small so we remembered everything else to be bigger/longer/higher. Like one of my memory of a journey in a car, I remembered this visual of a very steep road thats going up a hill. It was so high that it felt almost like a dream. A few years back I went through that road again, it was steep but it wasn't as exaggerated as my memory was.  Some of my memories fooled me too. I felt as if it happened to me but in fact the scene I remembered was only from a photograph I saw. Thats quite weird. Especially for photographs that I felt strongly about. You can't truly trust your memories. Whats your first memory?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/4093848084999839558-7854304278693009029?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7854304278693009029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/01/earliest-memory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7854304278693009029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7854304278693009029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/01/earliest-memory.html' title='Earliest Memory'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y2k3QwTsH5o/TVVd0GSy1LI/AAAAAAAAAbE/qI0njYqo_M8/s72-c/167902_1583864085042_1488936122_31259529_4538112_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-90534254249886014</id><published>2011-01-01T19:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T21:15:16.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syazzy&apos;s List'/><title type='text'>Movies of 2010 that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;..... i watched in cinemas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.Percy Jackson and the Olympians :Lightning Thief&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy this type of movies. Teenage soul searching for the truth about themselves. And like Harry Potter, everyone else seemed to know about them more than they know about themselves. =P And did i mention it also originate from a series of books just like H.P?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.Clash of the Titans&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ughh...Percy Jackson is way better than this. They are of the same character except clash of the titans is set in the greek god time while Percy is set in our millenia. Idk why but I felt bored watching it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.Prience of Persia : The Sands of Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The princess is annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed this. Why? Prob because I've forgotten half of the storyline in the book. Remembering it would spoil the adrenaline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.The Chronicles of Narnia : The Voyage of Dawn Treader&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Eustace the dragon. Lol. Its the part i enjoyed the most. Especially when the Eustace dragon cried it was so funny and cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.Janin (Malay)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasnt scary...and boring and frickin slow. No wonder I dont watch Malay movies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Tron Legacy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would rate 2nd best 3D movie after Avatar. Love it! I love Quorra! Hey,  I'm not gay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Detective Dee (Hong Kong)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great story and interesting mystery but not something i'm excited to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. The Treasure Hunt (Hong Kong)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing great about this movie is that Jay Chou starred in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;..... i watched illegally. I'm sorry Hollywood, cinema tics are expensive. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Avatar : The Last Airbender&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some scenes are exciting but everything was rushed. Compressing is not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Resident Evil 4: Afterlife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like the 'Matrix'-likeliness. I like the zombies more. But Alice looks good in this. Love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Mulan (China)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch this if you havent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Reigns of Assasin (Hong Kong)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kung Fu awesomeness! The storyline is damn great too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Daybreakers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird vampires world...only Ethan is not weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. The Book of Eli&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spell boring please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Legion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't get the concept of God in here. But the guy who played the angel is a hunk. So, :wink:.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Tooth Fairy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha funny. I love The Rock since I was 15 years old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. The Wolfman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't usually enjoy film that ends in tragedy. But its an enjoyable re-make. And Anthony Hopkins never failed to mesmerize me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Alice in Wonderland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Johny Depp. Johny Depp. Johny Depp. Johny Depp. Johny Depp. Johny Depp. Johny Depp. Johny Depp.   Do I need to say anything else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. How to Train Your Dragon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This movie made me want to adopt dragons. Awww...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. A nightmare on Elm Street&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great movie if you feel like massacring people.  : evil laughs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Shrek Forever After&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom loves this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. The A-Team&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad loves Liam Neeson. I love him too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. The Karate Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 12 year old students love this. And they closed their eye when Jaden kissed the girl. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Jonah Hex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love everything that starred Megan Fox. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Toy Story 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt bad for abandoning my old toys. I have no idea where they are now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Knight and Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would consider this chick's flick. Something sweet you would watch when you feel lovey dovey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. The Twilight Saga: Eclipse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the heck happened to the vampires? They don't crack when they die! It's an ugly sight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Predators 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ummm...??????? Yea, just the question marks. Arnold Schwarzenegger did it better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. The Sorcerer's Apprentice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its enjoyable but not enough adrenaline in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. True Legend ( China)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like it's 2 story in 1. First part is how he became crazy and start fighting with rocks and second part is when he suddenly became a boxer. Huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. 14 Blades ( Hong Kong)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donnie Yen. Top 3 movies of him that I actualy like. First two are Ip Man and Ip Man 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That summarizes the movies I watched in 2010. Few legally and many illegally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-90534254249886014?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/90534254249886014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/01/movies-of-2010-that.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/90534254249886014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/90534254249886014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2011/01/movies-of-2010-that.html' title='Movies of 2010 that...'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5220619364765234783</id><published>2010-12-30T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T02:32:54.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Thats currently the word I used the most in my SMS ( text messages) and in my chat logs. Out of 10 sms, I probably have it in 8. You could say I laughed a lot. Not just in SMS and chats but in real life too. Giggle is more like it. I can't help it. I giggled alot. I'm a giggler!!! Some might be annoyed, I don't know anyone yet who disliked me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Hehe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-ing. But I think some &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-ing would add some life in the conversations. And I also think giggling is an act of friendliness. You tend to be more comfortable and casual. If I don't &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, there a huge possibilities that I'm not in a good mood. If I'm annoyed I can be really MEAN! Few of my friends were shocked to see this ugly side of me. I was always &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;-ing that it wasn't an expected behaviour. So, u shouldn't dislike me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Hehe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-ing . You should be grateful! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-5220619364765234783?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5220619364765234783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/12/hehe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5220619364765234783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5220619364765234783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/12/hehe.html' title='Hehe'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-3567473696178876265</id><published>2010-12-23T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T01:03:03.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>My New Pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TROAd9Znb0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/zsurimuoBaw/s1600/16%2B083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TROAd9Znb0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/zsurimuoBaw/s320/16%2B083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553924017664520002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my new pet. Its a bunny. I named it Bunny Kun 2. Lol. My first bunny kun is somewhere in this room. One of it's eyes came out. I accidently slammed it with my car door since it was hanged on my car key. Poor thing. I hanged Bunny Kun 2 on my pencil case. I'm pretty sure it'll be a hit among my pupils. They love to play with the stuffs i hanged on my pencil case. The more popular the stuffs are the faster they fell off/ broke/ got ripped off. Lol. Talk about terrorizing children!&lt;span id="BB_SIGN_BEGIN"&gt;&lt;img alt="BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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She'd probably later rant to your friend "Wtheck? Do I look older than u are? Do I really frickin look like ur sis? blabla " She would also lose some of her self confidence for quite sometimes and refuse to walk by your friend's side incase she's mistaken for a sister again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TRH7cnee6uI/AAAAAAAAAac/tOXz9TiF-Bo/s200/th_wtf-wtf-shock-surprise-smiley-emoti.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 146px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553496284576279266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;First she'll be like this,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TRH7ce80szI/AAAAAAAAAaU/P4hv1WepYY0/s200/ano-nyme-angry-smiley-18317.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553496282287616818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;...then she'll be like this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second choice, the sister and your friend would probably feel a bit awkward. And they would go like, " What? No! Thats insane. We're blood related..." But deep inside the sister would probably be all flattered that someone thought she's younger than her age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TRH7dM_D1UI/AAAAAAAAAas/OBZ_HPVw9is/s200/huge_shock.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553496294645028162" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Both would go like this...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TRH7c4sGN0I/AAAAAAAAAak/CavCSkalC2w/s200/images.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553496289196783426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but later the sis would secretly go like this.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conclusion, so which one you rather and which one you rather not? It happened to me today and I am emotionally disturbed. HAHA. I would choose I would rather mistook my friend's elder sister as his girlfriend. A reminder from me is that however clueless you are whether it's someone gf or sis always go for the second because it has less consequences ; Like the urge to slap the one who mistook it =P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, which?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-193827803798731120?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/193827803798731120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/12/would-you-rather.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/193827803798731120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/193827803798731120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/12/would-you-rather.html' title='Would You Rather...'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TRH7cnee6uI/AAAAAAAAAac/tOXz9TiF-Bo/s72-c/th_wtf-wtf-shock-surprise-smiley-emoti.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2584523304121915515</id><published>2010-11-06T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T15:07:45.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iphone'/><title type='text'>BlogBooster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Hi. Im so lazy to turn on my lappy. Testing out this new blogging app BlogBooster. Idk if its gonna come out or not lol. So, test test!&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&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/4093848084999839558-2584523304121915515?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2584523304121915515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/blogbooster.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2584523304121915515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2584523304121915515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/blogbooster.html' title='BlogBooster'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-8054247787397455743</id><published>2010-11-05T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:37:34.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Voice Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='https://vr.shapeservices.com/listen.php?hash=920fe0492b6b4e7846d3fbd8b45e7ac672d7bc0f39b9b2595'&gt;https://vr.shapeservices.com/listen.php?hash=920fe0492b6b4e7846d3fbd8b45e7ac672d7bc0f39b9b2595&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;its for my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;Recorded on iPhone and posted with VR+ Lite.&lt;br /&gt;http://vr.shapeservices.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-8054247787397455743?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8054247787397455743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-first-voice-blog.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8054247787397455743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8054247787397455743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-first-voice-blog.html' title='My First Voice Blog'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-528620810218077105</id><published>2010-11-03T16:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T17:17:43.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tech Thing'/><title type='text'>An Iphone Belated Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay! I got myself an Iphone 4 for my birthday. My parents donated some into my Iphone fund as a birthday present so I was able to get one. Haha...My birthday was a month ago but I only got the iphone last week. Why? Because Malaysia was out of stock for Iphones 4! ???! Haha. I had to wait 3 weeks for my phone to arrive. I really love my Iphone. Theres just a few things I find hard to work with. Its quite hard to use single handedly. My left hand holds the phone and my right fingers tap the screen. So if I'm unable to use both hands than it will be difficult to use Iphone.  The keyboard is quite small, I'm always mistyping. Its quite annoying. The touch screen is also too sensitive. It picked up every movement of the screen. I have to be careful around the screen so I don't  accidentally press something. I also don't like the 'slide to unlock ' feature. Its troublesome if the alarm rings in the morning and I'm still groggy to slide anything. Its the same with receiving calls, 'slide to receive incoming call'. I don't find it friendly to slide, tapping is better. So far the reception point  problem that  everyone was fussing about haven't affected me yet. Maybe thats because I bought the bumper... The 3G connection speed is not bad. Not fast but not bad either. Thats at my hometown. If I'm using 3G connection at my workplace, yes its slow. But thats the Telco's problem. So far, I love my Iphone but these little things could improve better. =) And, if ur using any iphones, share with me any cool apps ur using. =) I love apps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By the way, I read a hilarious article below about how to overcome the Iphone reception problem. Check it out if u want to get an iphone or if u have one. LOLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/5573179/the-semi+solutions-for-iphone-4-reception-problems-so-far"&gt;The Best Semi-Solutions for iPhone 4 Reception Problems So Far&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/5573179/the-semi+solutions-for-iphone-4-reception-problems-so-far"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-528620810218077105?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/528620810218077105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/iphone-belated-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/528620810218077105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/528620810218077105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/11/iphone-belated-birthday.html' title='An Iphone Belated Birthday'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7625959394334223224</id><published>2010-10-24T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T21:29:04.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>It's Gone</title><content type='html'>I miss him.&lt;div&gt;Sadly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one of him that I wanted, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is lost, within him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one of him that I missed,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart wept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wept,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for what he's lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-7625959394334223224?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7625959394334223224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7625959394334223224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7625959394334223224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-gone.html' title='It&apos;s Gone'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2810829029765866705</id><published>2010-10-23T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T23:55:14.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Day Stories</title><content type='html'>I was thinking...I should write short stories...I'm always day dreaming. Nothing good out of it. So to make something good out of it, I'll make a written copy of it. I'll try. If I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2810829029765866705?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2810829029765866705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-stories.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2810829029765866705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2810829029765866705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-stories.html' title='Day Stories'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5033508805790108380</id><published>2010-10-14T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:54:54.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Resident Evil Afterlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not going to do a movie review on this fourth Resident Evil installment. I'm not a movie expert. I just want to talk some rubbish =D. Some of the things that comes through my mind when I was watching it. When I saw the trailer it looked so fricking awesome. Resident Evil is still the zombie franchise that I love. I first played Resident Evil Nemesis when I was I think around 15 or 16. It was the first pc game I ever played. Best game of my life still. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what do I think of Resident Evil Afterlife? Hmmm. It's quite good but I still love Resident Evil 1 the best. Through out watching it, I only managed to get&lt;b&gt; zombie shocks &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;two times. The first one wasn't even the zombies. It was the crows. And the second one was ...I forgot. HAHA!I knew I was shocked but I didn't quite register it in my head. So whats the point of watching zombie movies if you didn't get zombie shock. Even Zombieland had me &lt;b&gt;zombie electrocuted&lt;/b&gt; more than this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The visual effect is so The Matrix. Too much green screen. And the bad Umbrella guy is like Keanu Reeves' evil twin. The costumes, the shades and the whole super strength thing reminds me of him. This movie reminds me not just of The matrix but of many other movies as well. I was like 'Hmm this scene seems familiar', ' Where have I seen this ninja action before?', 'Gosh, that Axe Man looked like Pyramid Head from Silent Hill'. The characters too reminds me of the Dawn of the Dead which is an awesome movie. It wasn't really so bad but I just couldn't help but be reminded. Anyway, one of the boss which is the Axe Man can't be compared to Pyramid Head of Silent Hill in terms of the creepiness. Pyramid Head is one of my fav bosses coz it scared me to death. The bloody sight, the rusty sound, the freaky music theme and the slow movement just made me want to press the escape button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLclchP6JaI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ywbqIIQz-bk/s400/pyravsaxe-+1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527928239512233378" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They need to develop the storyline better and hopefully RE5 will be better(if there will be any).  Watch RE4 if you're into zombies and matrix like CGIs. Final word, Afterlife did not impress me as much but I do enjoy it. If you watched it let me know what you think of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-5033508805790108380?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5033508805790108380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/resident-evil-afterlife.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5033508805790108380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5033508805790108380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/resident-evil-afterlife.html' title='Resident Evil Afterlife'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLclchP6JaI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ywbqIIQz-bk/s72-c/pyravsaxe-+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7211555690460957937</id><published>2010-10-07T16:48:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:14:07.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>Boys or Girls?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me be straight forward. Why do anime boys look like pretty girls? Erm...easy...cause in real life they look like that! Not exactly like a real girl but most of the facial features are. Japanese boys are known for their small, skinny build and soft facial shape that you could probably mistaken for girls. You don't believe me? Go ahead, scroll down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLHMx_IWrhI/AAAAAAAAAZw/bUYOG1hpxSg/s400/j-000018-im-000649.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526423376892440082" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hideaki Takizawa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He would be adorable with ponytails.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLHTpPXuauI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/M_J7UTEs-vg/s400/Jan08HanaKimi.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526430923214449378" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cast of Hanazakari no Kimitachi e &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Theres a girl and the rest are boys. Can you spot the girl?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't you think half of these boys can pass as girls?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLHMxwHVU3I/AAAAAAAAAZo/a6MKfTQf6eE/s400/000096.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526423372861625202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Korean : Kang Dong Won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look at his heart shaped face.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLHIEVcx8BI/AAAAAAAAAZg/DeRvUOUOkCI/s1600/miura-haruma-photobook-tabun-028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLHIEVcx8BI/AAAAAAAAAZg/DeRvUOUOkCI/s400/miura-haruma-photobook-tabun-028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526418194563198994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miura Haruma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sexy mole! and teeth!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLHIEDbX1DI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FeFhcQPTlFQ/s1600/Johnhoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLHIEDbX1DI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FeFhcQPTlFQ/s1600/Johnhoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLHIEDbX1DI/AAAAAAAAAZY/FeFhcQPTlFQ/s400/Johnhoon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526418189725455410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Korean Actor- Kim Jeong Hoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Omg, look at those alluring eyes..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLG9FN50FOI/AAAAAAAAAYY/s4yTJm4R2u8/s400/du4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526406115089454306" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jin Akanishi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; S&lt;i&gt;exy squinty eyes =P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLG9E6fUkOI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/iC2mDu01ePg/s400/yuya_tegoshi_323.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526406109878063330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yuya Tegoshi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He would've make a pretty girl wouldn't he?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLG9FfNdoUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/6-8ayuMxXI4/s1600/yama11.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLG9FfNdoUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/6-8ayuMxXI4/s1600/yama11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLG9FfNdoUI/AAAAAAAAAYg/6-8ayuMxXI4/s400/yama11.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526406119735271746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomohisa Yamashita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Soft full pink lips&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not all Japanese guys have these features but most are. And these types of boys are quite popular and attractive to the girls there. You could see the influences in the characters of anime, manga and games. Only Asians can pull this off. It is their traits anyway. Others would have looked too gay. They will eventually grow out of it and become more mature looking and tougher and more brute. But for some, the first 30 years of their life they do look like that. Right until they start to keep their  facial hair .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS: I am Asian btw, a Malay girl. All of these boys here are prettier and fairer than me! How sad. Sobbbss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-7211555690460957937?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7211555690460957937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/anime-guys-and-girls.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7211555690460957937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7211555690460957937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/anime-guys-and-girls.html' title='Boys or Girls?'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TLHMx_IWrhI/AAAAAAAAAZw/bUYOG1hpxSg/s72-c/j-000018-im-000649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-4435269353745573933</id><published>2010-10-06T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T21:56:00.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Oxy10 and Nixoderm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TKx2jMSdACI/AAAAAAAAAXY/1VH_IpukwJM/s1600/P1060783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TKx2jMSdACI/AAAAAAAAAXY/1VH_IpukwJM/s320/P1060783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524921189842878498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My skin is not as fortunate as some others. I had really bad acne problem starting college. Its funny that I did not have much problem during school days. It became really bad when I was between 18-24 years old. For 6 years I was combating acne, I must have used countless products and I even took prescriptions .  I took so much I didn't know what really worked. As time goes by, I think my skin just cleared on its own. I still do get spots and blemishes occasionally during that time of the month. To my relief its controllable with some help of this  items that I use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oxy10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oxy10 is actually a spot vanishing medication with 10% benzoyl peroxide. It is meant for acnes. But it doesn't work for me. Not for my acnes. I use it to treat my white/blackheads. Its cheap and it works. It clears them temporarily not forever. I put it over night and the next day its gone.I apply them on my nose areas about once or twice  a week depending on the condition. Applying too often will make the skin dry so beware. For my skin once/twice is enough to maintain and if i need a bit of moisture I just apply my moisturizer after cleaning it off. So if you need something for that naughty white/blackhead on your nose, try Oxy10. If its a little bit too strong, you can try Oxy5 which contains only 5% benzoyl peroxide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nixoderm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For me Nixoderm is the best thing that ever existed for my face. On the package, it says it can be used for externally caused pimples, blackhead, itching, rashes, ringworm of the skin and scalp.  I only used it for my spots never tried for others...yet. In my local pharmacy, its not even placed in the facial treatment shelf but instead can be found in skin treatment shelf. The existence was unnoticeable. I was introduced to Nixoderm by a friend and there was never any advertisement about it. Not until recently I saw an ad in newspaper and I have used it way back then. I did a little of digging and found out that it originates from Nigeria and is only available in Nigeria and Asia. Other countries can buy it online. Now, this ointment does not magically erase my spots overnight. I don't think ANY product can. What it does is that it sped up the process. It dries the acne and removes the white thingy inside. If I detect an acne bump, I will immediately apply Nixoderm on the bump and the acne won't turn bad and dries quickly. However, though I praise the effectiveness beware of the sting. Only God know how much it stings and burns. And never put Nixoderm on wounded acne it will leave an ugly scar. How I know? I did it and I did get a small acne  scar which I will regret for the rest of my life...Overall its a good and cheap product. I do not trust other acne treatment other than Nixoderm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/4093848084999839558-4435269353745573933?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4435269353745573933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/oxy10-and-nixoderm.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4435269353745573933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4435269353745573933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/oxy10-and-nixoderm.html' title='Oxy10 and Nixoderm'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TKx2jMSdACI/AAAAAAAAAXY/1VH_IpukwJM/s72-c/P1060783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6096400651241959999</id><published>2010-10-03T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T00:29:43.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesomeness'/><title type='text'>Ip Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TKiNtPmdiEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/xGytYd9JOes/s400/ipman_1280x1024g.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523820751391393858" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEVpNa9v0o4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEVpNa9v0o4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before anyone says anything, yes I know Ip Man was out 2 years ago and I am 2 years late to watch it. And not to mention I was also 5 months late to watch Ip Man 2. Hah! But late or not I am sure glad I watched it. This movie is seriously the greatest in the new generation of martial arts genre. I love every single thing about it. I love how it fuses together martial arts, human wit, a little bit of drama and history, therefore giving this film some life and reality in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This film  is a semi biographical film about a man named Ip Man during the Japanese Invasion era in China. It does sounds boring to me at first but I forced myself to watch it. So the outcome is, here I am trying to express my admiration and awe towards it. Master Ip Man is an outstanding and respectable kung fu master who masters the Wing Chun style of martial arts. Wing Chun was invented by a woman therefore some made fun of it but he proved its not the style that matters.  Many wanted to learn from him and make him their "sifu" but he declined and wanted to live a quiet life. Soon, the Japanese army came and took away the prosperity and Master Ip Man was forced to live in the streets. He began to teach the locals to defend themselves from gangsters as the justice system failed.  A Japanese general, General Miura had a passion for martial arts and soon discovered Ip Man and his Wing Chun wonders. He wished Ip Man to teach him the arts of Wing Chun. Many of Ip Man's fellow  martial arts friends had died in the Japanese brutal hands and so he refused to betray his country. Ip Man's family was hunted and finally he was forced to battle against General Miura publicly. I suggest you to watch this film yourself if you're interested to see Wing Chun and find out the ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ip Man's as I've mentioned before is a biographical character. He is real. But of course some parts in the film was a total made up so don't believe some of it.  Who exactly is Ip Man that's he is starred in a highly budgeted film ( for Asian film anyways)? Ip Man is the teacher, master, sifu of the late famous Bruce Lee. He taught Bruce Lee  since 13 years old for 22 years .I am not a fan of Bruce Lee so I don't really know much about him. Lets go back to Ip Man, which is the real man. =) In this film, he is portrayed as a very reserved, polite, patient,humble and cool man. Which in my opinion man nowadays lack those qualities. And the most important quality is that he respects other people so much that he try not to downgrade or poke their fury even the man is a total savage. My dream man...and it will always stay a dream cause none exist. =( This coolness yet warm qualities earn the respect of Fo Shan's community. He never failed to keep his cool even when fighting and about to get himself beaten to death. His brain kept sharp and he maintained his focus even provoked. What a man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, lets skip to the actor who played Ip Man. Honestly I have never liked Donnie Yen. I used to think he was disgustingly long haired and looked like homo looking guy in tank top. The movie was Dragon Tiger Gate. Based on Chinese Manga. Awesome fight choreography but the storyline was weak and predictable. Or in Shanghai Knight he was the villain Chinese official against Jackie Chan. Other roles weren't as impressive too. But in Ip Man his hair looked good and his facial expression was heart-melting. His costumes fits perfectly and everything about him was made suitable. So this is the first time I like him. He needs to act more characters like this. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This film actually reminds me of Jet Li's famous Once Upon a Time in China series. It has that feel. If you know what I mean. Action films nowadays  have those  great CGIs and cameras and action scenes but don't have that feel. And I think thats one of the reasons they flop into the drain so quickly no matter how good the cinematography is. I heard there won't be an Ip Man 3. I'm sad. But its good in a way. Too much of something is always bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TKieUlpQFLI/AAAAAAAAAXA/q29umoNHcKg/s400/dragontigergate_mainpic.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523839019509617842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long haired Donnie . Eww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TKiNtdzrT_I/AAAAAAAAAW4/16TvS1ARonw/s400/ip-man-alt.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523820755204919282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donnie Yen as Ip Man. Oww...heartmelts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TKiNsg12QsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/mcK1fiJOSMw/s1600/ip_man_lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TKiNsg12QsI/AAAAAAAAAWo/mcK1fiJOSMw/s400/ip_man_lee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523820738839462594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ip Man with Bruce Lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-6096400651241959999?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6096400651241959999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/ip-man.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6096400651241959999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6096400651241959999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/10/ip-man.html' title='Ip Man'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TKiNtPmdiEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/xGytYd9JOes/s72-c/ipman_1280x1024g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2366769038830192642</id><published>2010-09-25T14:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T22:57:03.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Saying Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terima kasih!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arigatou!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Xie xie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to start off with a question. Do you say thank you after you pay at the cashier or do you wait for the cashier to say thank you first? Or do you just storm off without saying anything or waiting? This is an issue that I've been observing many people especially at shops and business outlets around my place. I can say that 80% most of the time it's me who say thank you first or the one saying it at all. Most staffs doesn't unless I am at a widely known shop/outlets where their staffs are trained. Whats with the people? Saying thanks can contribute a lot to our intra and inter personal health. When I say thank you I can see their facial expression soften and it is a good feeling when you make someone feel appreciated. Yes I know they might be stressed out from work with a long queue and everything but when they did not put on a friendly face the customers won't be happy. I also notice some didn't even have the courtesy to return a welcome or smile or at least a nod. How rude! I don't know if this is happening everywhere but it is certainly happening in my place. Maybe they are too ignorant. Saying thank you and smiling is a great way to have a good day. It heals up those evil bits in you. My advise, try to smile even though you're having the worst day of your life and watch the smile gets back at you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&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/4093848084999839558-2366769038830192642?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2366769038830192642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/09/saying-thank-you.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2366769038830192642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2366769038830192642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/09/saying-thank-you.html' title='Saying Thank You'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-3821030811411106908</id><published>2010-09-23T00:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T00:52:03.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>An Official Brownies Addict</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TJouMUhQu4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/D1uyy_-jYzQ/s1600/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TJouMUhQu4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/D1uyy_-jYzQ/s320/DSC00640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519775082497489794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aildilfitri was around. To us women, it also means lots of baking. All types of cookies and cakes. If you can't bake then you have to bake with your money. Haha. Well, for Aidilfitri I didnt make any cookies but I made lots and lots of brownies. OMG, it tastes so good I was craving for more. Huge mistake making those brownies, now I can;t lose weight faster. =D Well, what to do. Chocolates will always be a girl's instant best friend. So the funny thing is I learnt how to make brownies from Youtube. Its from the video below to be precise. It looked so simple to do which lured me to make brownies in the first place... I improvised a bit. I added chopped cooking chocolates and stripped almond. Spell YUMMY please. =D If you are interested, you can try my recipe. So far, I've received good responses. I'm sure my brownies bewitched them all. Muahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Chunky Chocolate Brownies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;200g butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1/2 cup cocoa powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1 cup caster sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 teaspoon vanilla essence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1/2 cup flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1/2 a bar cooking chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A packet of stripped almond&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;1. Preheat the oven at 175 celcious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Melt the butter in a large bowl in a microwave or on the stove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Add sugar and sieved cocoa and whisk together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. In another bowl, beat lightly the eggs and vanilla essence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Pour the eggs into the batter and mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Sieved in the flour and mix evenly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Chopped the cooking chocolate into chunks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. Add the chunky chocolates and the almond strips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Pour entire batter into buttered square tin pan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. Lastly pop it in the oven for around 30 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. Let it cool and cut it into squares preferably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12. Ready to be eaten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like mine cold. Cold brownies is heavenly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/njsWZ7J35Us?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/njsWZ7J35Us?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-3821030811411106908?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3821030811411106908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/09/official-brownies-addict.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3821030811411106908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3821030811411106908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/09/official-brownies-addict.html' title='An Official Brownies Addict'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TJouMUhQu4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/D1uyy_-jYzQ/s72-c/DSC00640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2715782887023114037</id><published>2010-09-17T15:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T18:28:35.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>MPH Haul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TJMd7MFhmCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/KIt4CrhE7Uw/s320/P1060712.JPG" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517786871152875554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love my new laptop logo. The laptop's old. Just the sticker's new. =D Got it at MPH. Its actually a craft sticker and it came with a few more stickers. First time I saw it, it totally caught my eyes and I just grabbed it. Made my boring black laptop less boring. Yay~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TJMd7ey0cLI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/9YzBk38kimk/s320/P1060715.JPG" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517786876174692530" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TJMd7ey0cLI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/9YzBk38kimk/s1600/P1060715.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was looking for an interesting book to read. My fav genre had always been horror especially vampire type books. Haha. But there were SOOO many vampirish book series I don't even know which to choose. My eyes were balling out for browsing too fast. There were a deskful booth just for vampire novels. Every book looked the same. I was avoiding series novels because they will definitely cost more. I decided to browse a normal fiction shelf and this book caught my eyes.  Why did it caught my eyes?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1. It's a vampirish novel. 2. The title is out of the ordinary. 3. The cover design is really red and emo-ish. 4. It looked funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; .&lt;/span&gt; For now I'm still reading it. But so far the book is not bad. It even has cool illustrations inside. The concept is quite like The Diary of A Wimpy Kid by Jeff KInney but I haven't read that yet so I don't know how similiar it is. Really looking forward to finish the book =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TJMjnFKaMjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/nLXXd-n66lA/s320/P1060716.JPG" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517793122766697010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, I got this small joke book. I thought it was funny, clever and stupid at the same time.  I'm not a funny person and I'm bad at making jokes. So I figured this could help me somehow...or anyhow. There were 4 in the joke series but I just like this one. It's just RM12.90.  Let me give sneek a peek at some of the jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. What jam can't you eat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A traffic jam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Why did the chicken join the bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because it has drumsticks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. 'What are the three words most often used by students?' the teacher asked the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'I don't know' sighed a student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'Thats correct!' said the teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2715782887023114037?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2715782887023114037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/09/mph-haul.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2715782887023114037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2715782887023114037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/09/mph-haul.html' title='MPH Haul'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TJMd7MFhmCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/KIt4CrhE7Uw/s72-c/P1060712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-9043409622883573713</id><published>2010-08-28T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T00:44:21.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>A sign?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes I know I haven't written in ages. I call it 'emotional block'. Lols. That's because I usually write when my emotions are running high. So Syaz, whats up with the title? Hmmm. I'm in a serious dilemma. So lately I had been praying "Ya Allah ya Tuhanku, dekatkan lah aku dengan jodohku dan jauhkanlah aku dari orang yang berniat jahat terhadapku." I'm sorry but I have no idea how to translate this into English. But ever since I had been reciting that over and over daily, a special person to me suddenly went MIA. O Mighty God, is this a sign? Is this a sign that his intentions aren't what he said it was? Had my prayers been heard? Dear God, please help me. I am in need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-9043409622883573713?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9043409622883573713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/08/sign.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/9043409622883573713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/9043409622883573713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/08/sign.html' title='A sign?'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-420956887298513048</id><published>2010-08-13T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T21:02:42.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doa Cepat Jodoh &amp; Doa Putus Cinta (Hati Kecewa)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webblog.myjodoh.net/2009/08/02/doa-cepat-jodoh-doa-putus-cinta-hati-kecewa/"&gt;Doa Cepat Jodoh &amp;amp; Doa Putus Cinta (Hati Kecewa)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-420956887298513048?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://webblog.myjodoh.net/2009/08/02/doa-cepat-jodoh-doa-putus-cinta-hati-kecewa/' title='Doa Cepat Jodoh &amp; Doa Putus Cinta (Hati Kecewa)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/420956887298513048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/08/doa-cepat-jodoh-doa-putus-cinta-hati.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/420956887298513048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/420956887298513048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/08/doa-cepat-jodoh-doa-putus-cinta-hati.html' title='Doa Cepat Jodoh &amp; Doa Putus Cinta (Hati Kecewa)'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-1339027821039228038</id><published>2010-06-17T14:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T15:13:10.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Crestfallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Crestfallen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;by Syaz&lt;/span&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;I'm all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody cared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It doesn't matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But why I'm crestfallen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I looked aside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jolly and cheerful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But why I'm crestfallen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I walked away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling dreary and dull&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I heard your laughters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But why I'm crestfallen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then you came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you walked me home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I smiled a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But still I'm crestfallen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw your grins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It lightened me up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You touched me like an angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it hit me, why I'm crestfallen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I wrote this about 4-5 years ago. I'm not so sure but boy was I glad I found this. It made my day. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-1339027821039228038?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1339027821039228038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/crestfallen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1339027821039228038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1339027821039228038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/crestfallen.html' title='Crestfallen'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-1903856867533204906</id><published>2010-06-16T19:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:30:43.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Its not about being read...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey yall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm feeling wonderful this particular moment. Have u ever realized words can change your feelings in a matter of seconds? Even if its just 3 words? Talking is good for the soul. Reading good words are also good for the soul. I enjoy reading. I love to read. I would have bought a book every time my salary comes out except that books here are real expensive. Even local books. I do not read much local books. I prefer certain genres like fantasy, adventures and horror. Local ones are usually romance which are very cheesy cheesy romance. : rolls eyes: But because of that I have come to notice that my Bahasa Melayu had became really bad these days. Especially in formal situations. Like two months ago I went for job confirmation interview and it was conducted in Bahasa Melayu. I spoke Bahasa Melayu so badly I was practically stuttering for words to come out. I felt really bad after that. I should read more newspapers definitely or watch the news...  Hmm...so anyway I was watching a movie and I heard this really awesome quote that I can't resist to post here. So it said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Peoplepunisher.com is not about being read. Its about being written."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBjCBAZzP9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/jQSwjmMK6X8/s400/dorks.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483345868867452882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quoted from 'Sydney White' staring Amanda Bynes. What was the story behind that quote? Well, a character who is an 'emo' type from the movie writes a blog and thats what he replied when his friend was commenting that nobody reads his blog anyway. Which reminds me of my blog. Hehe. So, don't feel bad if your blog isn't being read much! Its all about writing them!&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/4093848084999839558-1903856867533204906?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1903856867533204906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-not-about-being-read.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1903856867533204906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1903856867533204906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-not-about-being-read.html' title='Its not about being read...'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBjCBAZzP9I/AAAAAAAAAVo/jQSwjmMK6X8/s72-c/dorks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6483323041239535634</id><published>2010-06-14T16:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:55:38.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>My Fav Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ntg to do =.= so i'll just write about some of my fav girls on screen. I watched all kind kind movie/dramas/series. I mean all and from all over the world. My friend once asked why do I watch things I can't understand without a subtitle. Some things my dear go beyond just the language. I like seeing various cultures n people. They fascinate me. And I hate it when other ppl criticizes my culture and my country because they live in such a NARROW world of their own where they only know about themselves! Come on! dont live under a shell! How will u ever understand the world?? The world isnt just about ur big developed metro western country . : give a furious look:  Lol ok that was out of topic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok. Presenting to u my fav girls from all around the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Zhao Wei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBYARNMZ4QI/AAAAAAAAAVA/mSL1REsxuxM/s400/zw.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 194px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482569891969622274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This girl can kick ass.  The latest movie that I love most is Mulan. I love the fact that she can fight and be graceful at the same time. She's my fav and the cutest actress in the whole wide world :wink: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;2. Zhao Xun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBYDAgfYVQI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/rZN86FVbV0Q/s400/zx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She's got the soft look and the thing I like the most about her is her voice. Very calm and and soothing. I love her as the devil in Painted Skin. Beautiful calm evil devil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Amanda Bynes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBX_Co4Sf9I/AAAAAAAAAUo/cJ_KINi1RAM/s400/shestheman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My fav movie of her is She's the Man. OMG. Ive watched it for 10 times and I still laugh everytime! It's hillarious! She's seriously funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;4. Eun Hye Yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBYDlfIQnXI/AAAAAAAAAVY/eV4tTtiv8Jg/s400/Princess_Hours_010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dont know why. I just like her. She's just too adorable. Maybe its the fact she acted in the hugely big Coffee Prince and The Princess Hours success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;5. Alexis Bledel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBX_DJbebkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4q3LEoRGaXE/s400/alexis-bledel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My fav hollywood series ever. Gilmore Girls. She talks like a speed train. Love her character and her of course .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Kajol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBX_DpHQo5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/zj_s_zg97ck/s400/kajol.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482568559434441618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do I need to say anything more about this amazing lady? Her films says it all. My fav Hindi movie of all time ever Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. It was 12 years ago? She is still mesmerizing till today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Maya Karin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBYHYBhZMsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_1QAxFF1M6M/s400/MayaKarin2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She's one of my fav Malay actresses.. I like her in traditional types movie like Pontianak Harum Sundal Malam. A very beautiful classic malay lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-6483323041239535634?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6483323041239535634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-fav-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6483323041239535634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6483323041239535634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-fav-girls.html' title='My Fav Girls'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBYARNMZ4QI/AAAAAAAAAVA/mSL1REsxuxM/s72-c/zw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-4048005841383699993</id><published>2010-06-14T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:49:18.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Long story?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey. Have u ever been down but u cant really tell anyone about it? U cant tell but u really need to let it out. Its making u go really mad.  How to deal with this? Sigh. I dont know myself. Luckily I have this blog that I can write anything in it. But no one reads it LMAO. Facebook is a good way too. Type it in ur status. But then u hav to answer ur friend's curiousity. I'd just answer "Its a long story". Its ambiguous yea I know. It can mean either prepare urself for a really complicated story or it can also mean I'm not saying anything more so stop there. So one of my friends asked me wats up why ur sad. I cant really tell for some reason and I just replied " panjang citenye" and he said " pendekkan la" I didnt say anything afterwords. Which means I'm not gonna talk about it. So i think everyone should know if ppl dont reply after saying "its a long story", don't press on it. That person is having a hard time but its just not relevant for u to know. I feel like an erupting volcano but stopped by a stopper. Ughh. Thats what I feel when I cant talk about something I feel so deep. Thats what happen when ur a loner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-4048005841383699993?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4048005841383699993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/long-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4048005841383699993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4048005841383699993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/long-story.html' title='Long story?'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-4518455158880521608</id><published>2010-06-13T13:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:29:30.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Islamic Worldview 1</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&gt;One of the interesting courses that I took when I was in IIUM. Dr.Kabuye taught us. He is the most amazing teacher ever! He is ever so caring and absolutely a very wise man. My fav teacher in IIUM. Here I found an old quiz in his class about atheism. How do you convince a scientist who does not believe in god that god exist? Hope it will be an enlightment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBjDm6kekxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2xmlgNOvhlI/s400/islamicworldview12.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483347619648279314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBRnlGknTZI/AAAAAAAAAUg/moDtDTqIC54/s1600/islamicworldview2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBRnlGknTZI/AAAAAAAAAUg/moDtDTqIC54/s400/islamicworldview2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482120533533740434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/4093848084999839558-4518455158880521608?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4518455158880521608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/islamic-worldview-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4518455158880521608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4518455158880521608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/06/islamic-worldview-1.html' title='Islamic Worldview 1'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/TBjDm6kekxI/AAAAAAAAAV4/2xmlgNOvhlI/s72-c/islamicworldview12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5720988552518631552</id><published>2010-05-26T16:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T17:23:29.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dictionary's reference:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;A nobleman of royal blood.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;An outstanding man, especially in a particular group or class.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syazzy's reference:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not of royal blood but of pure heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;An outstanding guy, especially in a particular girl's heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S_zoZuf_TQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/OEqng7cOZrg/s1600/95816406v9_480x480_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S_zoZuf_TQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/OEqng7cOZrg/s400/95816406v9_480x480_Front.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475506775652257026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I dream of a prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That prince is of passion and devotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loyal to his one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To see him gives chimes in my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sparkle in my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and smiles on my red lips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe this dream will come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe it will not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I know of a prince,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reading this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So prince,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you are very dear to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope for you to know that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cherish this always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-5720988552518631552?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5720988552518631552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/prince.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5720988552518631552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5720988552518631552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/05/prince.html' title='Prince'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S_zoZuf_TQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/OEqng7cOZrg/s72-c/95816406v9_480x480_Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-8707791535392724371</id><published>2010-04-30T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:59:28.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tech Thing'/><title type='text'>My Wishlist #1</title><content type='html'>Things I would like to have. =( Anybody want to buy these for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. iPhone 3g in PINK!&lt;br /&gt;2. Percy Jackson and the Olympians 1-5 book series.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.moresales.com.my/catalog/entry/lexsjirl.shtml"&gt;Gucci Envy Me&lt;/a&gt; ( I miss this perfume )&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.coastalscents.com/cfwebstore/index.cfm/product/1677_122/88-piece-makeup-palette.cfm"&gt;Coastal Scents 88 Pallete.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A nice foundation brush or a stippling brush.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Clarisonic-Deluxe-Professional-4-Speed-System/dp/B001QOGXO6/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=hpc&amp;amp;qid=1253991583&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;A Clarisonic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Clarisonic-Deluxe-Professional-4-Speed-System/dp/B001QOGXO6/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=hpc&amp;amp;qid=1253991583&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.mphonline.com/books/nsearch.aspx?do=detail&amp;amp;pcode=9780759529434"&gt;Twilight : The Graphic Novel Vol 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mphonline.com/books/nsearch.aspx?do=detail&amp;amp;pcode=9780759529434"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8. A Threadmill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. 1 teragig hardisk .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. The Vampire Diaries Book Series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-8707791535392724371?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8707791535392724371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-wishlist-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8707791535392724371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8707791535392724371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-wishlist-1.html' title='My Wishlist #1'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-3802475112833536248</id><published>2010-04-23T15:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T00:48:57.894+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>The Evolution of Syaz's Handwriting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;According to a book I'm reading right now, it says "To encounter handwriting is to encounter a unique human personality, for handwriting is a visible witness to its creator's character and individuality." (Gullan-Whur,1984)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Unlike most people in my profession, I have a terrible handwriting. It also changes according to my mood, feelings of the day, the pen I'm using and the speed/rush. As I was cleaning my room a few weeks before, I encountered my old dusty book which I used to write stories when I was 14 years old. It was fascinating to read the contents as stories were silly teenage celebrity fantasies fictions. Haha! But what was more fascinating that I could see different handwritings on each page. The book contained at least 10 different handwritings but I'll just show around 7 since some were too ugly or the story was too embarrassing to show to others. Haha. Pardon me for my silly stories. Just focus on the handwriting instead =P. This is my analysis of my various handwriting refering to &lt;b&gt;Handwriting Secrets Revealed&lt;/b&gt; (Callery,1989) which my dad bought a decade ago . Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syaz's Fourteen Years Old Handwritings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9Fmj_UkTcI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zDInPsgH_Hw/s1600/3a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9Fmj_UkTcI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zDInPsgH_Hw/s320/3a.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463260591456275906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9FjihfyDsI/AAAAAAAAATg/1uCmyBSeAm8/s320/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;A varied slant. Mostly upright but with some slants to the left.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;No starting strokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Angular connecting strokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Regular spacing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Medium pressure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Regular speed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Key letter d: short stem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Key letter i: low dot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Key letter I :Bars top and bottom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;Key letter t: Middling bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9Fmjs7yuqI/AAAAAAAAAT4/A7U91cVbAwM/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 98px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9Fmjs7yuqI/AAAAAAAAAT4/A7U91cVbAwM/s320/7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463260586520525474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A varied slant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No starting strokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angular writing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular spacing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medium pressure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fast speed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter d: short stem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter i: varying dots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter t: mostly middling bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9FmjOStX5I/AAAAAAAAATw/oKBLKxpExKc/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 87px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9FmjOStX5I/AAAAAAAAATw/oKBLKxpExKc/s320/6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463260578295144338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A varied slant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No starting strokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arcade writing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular spacing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medium pressure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular speed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter d: short stem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter i: varying dots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter g: narrow, wide curve&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter I :Bars top and bottom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter t: mostly middling bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9FjjGk8-1I/AAAAAAAAATo/gWMRbZ49j7U/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 81px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9FjjGk8-1I/AAAAAAAAATo/gWMRbZ49j7U/s320/5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463257277689297746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Left slant writing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No starting strokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angular writing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular spacing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medium pressure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fast speed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter d: short stem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter i: varying dots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter I :Bars top and bottom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter t: mostly middling bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9FjihfyDsI/AAAAAAAAATg/1uCmyBSeAm8/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9Fjh70VyQI/AAAAAAAAATQ/dFOOa7Xv9x0/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 93px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9Fjh70VyQI/AAAAAAAAATQ/dFOOa7Xv9x0/s320/2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463257257621178626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upright  slant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No starting strokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angular writing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular spacing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medium pressure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular speed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter i: varying dots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter g: narrow, wide curve&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter I :Bars top and bottom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter t: mostly middling bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9FjhREdjAI/AAAAAAAAATI/0G1Jpq0Rku0/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9FjhREdjAI/AAAAAAAAATI/0G1Jpq0Rku0/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463257246146071554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Left slant writing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No starting strokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angular writing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular spacing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medium pressure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular speed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter d: short stem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter i: varying dots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter g: narrow, wide curve&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter I :Bars top and bottom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter t: mostly middling bar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, lets see what the features means:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upright slant writing. Shows independence, self-reliance, and a high degree of control. Suggests a balanced personality who is able to deal with a wide variety of situations and people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Left slant writing. Introverted, self-concious. May desire protection, can be unwilling to compromise but can be creative. Can be strong individuals but rather distant and self reliant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No starting strokes. Enjoys 'hands on' experience and getting on the job as quickl as possible. May also have an abrupt manner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angular writing. Aggressive, reluctant to compromise, and very determined.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arcade writing. Reserved, formal, guarded. Weak arcades are sign of deception , of a ruthless schemer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular spacing. Suggests good manners and social abiliy, also indicates soud business sense.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medium pressure. Adaptability, balance, friendliness. Fairly relaxed and has a good self knowledge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Regular speed. Controlled, organised and calm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fast speed. Confident, spontaneous, and eager to take initiative.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter d: short stem. Humble, clever, lacking in imagination.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter i: varying dots. Mood variation, need for constant change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter g: narrow, wide curve. Unfulfilled and perhaps very close to mother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter I :Bars top and bottom. Confident, clear thinking, well balanced.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key letter t: mostly middling bar. Careful, conscientious, conservative.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Medium Sized. Fairly conventional and has a healthy balance between heart and head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Large Sized. Suggests ambition, generosity, tendency towards exaggeration and a need for self expression.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consistency between the three zones( upper middle and lower zones) which suggest that at ease with true self. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just as astrologies aren't 100% true so is graphology. There are many hidden/visible factors contributing and unless you count in all factors you will never get the real meaning behind a handwriting.  I did this merely for fun although there are some explanations were true in a way. I guess only those who knows me and understand how Syaz really works can figure out which are true. My current handwriting is different from this which means my handwriting changes as I grow. I still have various handwritings and they are never neat unless I am forcing myself to be rigid. It is especially horrible when I am trying to write real fast that sometimes I had trouble reading them as well. =P My handwriting are the nicest when I write largely on a whiteboard using a marker. I have no idea why. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-3802475112833536248?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3802475112833536248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/evolution-of-syazs-handwriting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3802475112833536248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3802475112833536248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/evolution-of-syazs-handwriting.html' title='The Evolution of Syaz&apos;s Handwriting'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S9Fmj_UkTcI/AAAAAAAAAUA/zDInPsgH_Hw/s72-c/3a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-1051627762539309981</id><published>2010-03-20T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T21:36:42.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Depressed</title><content type='html'>I am having an extreme depression rite now. Why do people like to disappear? People just love to leave me. And I am always having to be depressed about it.  I'm so lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-1051627762539309981?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1051627762539309981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/depressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1051627762539309981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1051627762539309981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/depressed.html' title='Depressed'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6947251731924311080</id><published>2010-02-23T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:43:46.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>Family Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNjY5MzU2Mjg3ODEmcHQ9MTI2NjkzNTczOTYyNSZwPTExNTg5MSZkPSZnPTEmbz*4NzQzNDRlYWFjNWU*ZGQ2ODRi/MTNjMDA4OGE2OWM2MiZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I managed to interview my grandma of my father's side about her family. It was sort of interesting getting to know my ancestors. My next mission is to get their photos. I hope and pray this tree will be continued and kept for future generation family history. Amin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNjY5MzU2Mjg3ODEmcHQ9MTI2NjkzNTczOTYyNSZwPTExNTg5MSZkPSZnPTEmbz*4NzQzNDRlYWFjNWU*ZGQ2ODRi/MTNjMDA4OGE2OWM2MiZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.geni.com/family-tree/embed?base_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.geni.com&amp;amp;public_token=6000000007871917979&amp;amp;t=6000000007871917979" width="375" height="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;div style="width:375px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font:10px arial,helvetica,clean,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geni.com/share?t=6000000007871917979"&gt;View more of Syaz's tree&lt;/a&gt;  |  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.geni.com/"&gt;Get your own family tree at Geni.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-6947251731924311080?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6947251731924311080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-tree.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6947251731924311080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6947251731924311080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-tree.html' title='Family Tree'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2263016395744657319</id><published>2010-02-20T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T21:05:27.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U.E'/><title type='text'>Unknown Entry 1#</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I change my mind way too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant sit still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My memory fails me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be happy always but I am not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of things thats bother me right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am instantaneous. I often do things instantly and instinctively. Which is very bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2263016395744657319?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2263016395744657319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/unknown-entry-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2263016395744657319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2263016395744657319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/unknown-entry-1.html' title='Unknown Entry 1#'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7772025528209286381</id><published>2010-02-17T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:12:30.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Hot Hot Heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3v5MejpdFI/AAAAAAAAATA/r7_8mIpjSHw/s1600-h/0000212025_350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3v5MejpdFI/AAAAAAAAATA/r7_8mIpjSHw/s400/0000212025_350.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439214967736333394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My place is soooo hot! Hot like really very hot. This morning I woke up sweating. I had to use cold shower to my cool my body... In the morning! Thats amazing! Usually I would be shivering if i shower early in the morning. Even my car's digital thermometer recorded a temperature of 39°C this afternoon. I stood out in the sun for barely like 4 seconds and I can feel my jeans heated by the sun when I went back under the shade! Imagine what would happen to our skin? Natural BBQ effect.  Lols. Btw Hot Hot Heat also refers to a really cool band whom I love listening to! Perhaps it'll be a real good match to listen to Hot Hot Heat on a hot heaty day. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-7772025528209286381?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7772025528209286381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/hot-hot-heat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7772025528209286381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7772025528209286381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/hot-hot-heat.html' title='Hot Hot Heat'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3v5MejpdFI/AAAAAAAAATA/r7_8mIpjSHw/s72-c/0000212025_350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6409904313203545949</id><published>2010-02-10T18:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:23:04.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Gateau de Opera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3KhqEq5rXI/AAAAAAAAASo/m84kBbvi2jk/s1600-h/antique-movie-081013.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3KhqEq5rXI/AAAAAAAAASo/m84kBbvi2jk/s320/antique-movie-081013.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436585444369870194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Once upon a time, there was a kid that got kidnapped. He was kidnapped for a couple of months. The kidnapper fed him nothing but sweets and cakes. He escaped from that 'sweet' torture but sort of lost his memory. He couldn't remember what happened to him except that he could never eat sweets and cakes ever again. After years and years of nightmare about sweet and cakes, he plan to find the kidnapper. So how did he plan to do that? Lure the kidnapper by opening a cake shop~ Haha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Yea, this is the storyline of a Korean movie I watched called Antique. The movie isn't so great probably because it was a manga CHOPPED down to a movie. I meant... the interesting/explaining plots were chopped and they changed here and there which equals to a total destruction of the story. I think most manga/anime inspired movie didn't do so well...because anime and manga are so long and they chop and compress it into 1 1/2 - 2 hours movie? Of course people who doesn't read won't understand the complexity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;So, back to the movie. Although the movie is just a so-so in terms of action but the storyline's kinda cool. So the kid that got kidnapped was trying to get back at the kidnapper. He's been having nightmares every time he sleeps. It chased all the sexy women away, so, he got pissed. When he decided to open a cake shop, this is when everything gets interesting. Who do you need to make good cakes? A good patissere. He got more than just a good pattissere. He got a good GAY patissere. Whoops~ This patissere had never been more than a year in any bakery he ever work with. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Read his interesting resume:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3KZCrB3XEI/AAAAAAAAASg/PZ9otIAApTc/s1600-h/040820m8ee0av6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3KZCrB3XEI/AAAAAAAAASg/PZ9otIAApTc/s320/040820m8ee0av6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436575971378945090" style="text-align: right; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Min Sun-Woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nickname:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Demonic Charm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Employment History:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wien Bakery ( Fired because of a brawl among employees because of him)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cookie Mori Bakery ( A suicide attempt because of him)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Garu Bakery ( The wife runs around with a knife because the owner cheated with him)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Yes, the characters in this movie are ALL interesting. So what happens to straight boss stuck with a gay worker?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Min Sun-woo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;It's my dream to buy a Prada shirt with a hard cold cash. So, I really want to make this work. ( His employement at Antique)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Kim Jin-hyuk :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;So?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;So, lets not make this harder for ourselves. Lets just do it. It's bound to happen anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;: try to kiss Jin-hyuk in a teeny weeny Mini Cooper car:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;:Choking and pushing: **** off and die before I barf you goddamn faggot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;:Panting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Thats what I said. Dont you remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;What? :puzzled:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I'm the only dumbass that turned you down. Class 3-1 Kim Jin-hyuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;You're that Kim Jin-hyuk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Yeah, the one that told you to **** off and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;God, you look so old now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Cut it out. You wont get anywhere with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Hey, thats perfect. Now there's no worry of getting fired. You'll never fall for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Well, the adventure didn't stop there. lol. The kidnapper did got lured by Min-woo's cakes. The victims found all had Antique Bakery's ingredient inside their stomach after the post-mortem. So which one of Antique's loyal customer is the crazy kidnapper? Watch/ read to find out. lol. This movie is a bit gay. Min-woo even got a french patissere gay bf. There's no heroines. I watched it at first coz I absolutely adore Joo Ji Hoon ( Kim Jin Hyuk). But i like the whole cakeshop concept. The cakes in there were soooooooooo amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;So why did i even write about this movie? :in one breath: Today I went to a donut/cake house and I saw a cake named Opera which reminded me of this movie coz they were showing how to make Gateau de Opera in it and it looked so yummy I just couldnt resist buying it but it didnt taste as nice as it looked probably because the bakery I bought it from sux?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Thanks for reading my cakes and movie blab. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Just can't resist to love these wacky guys can you? &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3Kj1XXFugI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5Ulk7jpahow/s1600-h/03005348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3Kj1XXFugI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5Ulk7jpahow/s320/03005348.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436587837388864002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3Kj09KAQiI/AAAAAAAAASw/5Pw4n6_IE2g/s1600-h/AntiqueBakery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S3Kj09KAQiI/AAAAAAAAASw/5Pw4n6_IE2g/s320/AntiqueBakery.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436587830354657826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/4093848084999839558-6409904313203545949?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6409904313203545949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/gateau-de-opera.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6409904313203545949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Blabs and Jabs: Arts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i realized too late that i liked arts and  that i enjoyed doing arts. i think i would've done much better in school if i had taken arts stream. not that i did bad in school. i did very well for the basic subjects. its just the science subjects which i think i just don't have the brain for it. i got an A1 for maths which was quite surprising since i failed quite a lot during form 4. haha. honestly i think it was the tuition tutor made me got an A instead of my school math teacher. he's an amazing teacher. i totally salute him for getting me from a D to an A.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so as i was saying, i loved arts. but i had  a little prob. i cant really do arts. i never learn arts except for an art class when i was 8 where i learned how to draw by copying the teacher's work and coloured it using crayons. i didn't go there for long. i forgot why. i remembered i used to cry there for no reasons and troubled the poor chinese art teacher. so... i can't draw or paint. lol. my fingers would just oddly move when i tried to draw. it made the drawings all horrifying. i know arts not just about drawing and painting. but without drawing and painting skills its not complete...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i would love to learn photoshop. please!!!!!! i really want to learn photoshop. i wish there are photoshop courses here in my place. i learned some other photo editing applications in school but photoshop is the 'thing'. so i just have to learn how to use photoshop. i did some photo editing and illustration before. some was nice some wasnt. i really like looking at art pieces and i wished i could have produced one too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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I'm not so good at expressing myself. I think these pictures I stole from&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;http://weheartit.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are way much better at expressing my feelings. I love u all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1KvJqnjyNI/AAAAAAAAASI/pBJg-3pw7sQ/s200/tumblr_kw4mm6C0AC1qa6odoo1_400_large.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 180px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427593081528764626" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1KvJ55fVsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/WrVamFq9IG8/s1600-h/tumblr_kw8kcsRt7h1qzbqvao1_500_large.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1KvJ55fVsI/AAAAAAAAASQ/WrVamFq9IG8/s200/tumblr_kw8kcsRt7h1qzbqvao1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427593085630502594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1Ku_8QJVvI/AAAAAAAAASA/vxESnvVUDqM/s1600-h/tumblr_ktlewft47l1qzb7gjo1_400_large.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1Ku_8QJVvI/AAAAAAAAASA/vxESnvVUDqM/s200/tumblr_ktlewft47l1qzb7gjo1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427592914463708914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1Ku_ibK21I/AAAAAAAAAR4/_Noq9NbIScs/s1600-h/tumblr_ksi2v53vSw1qzrkrxo1_500_large.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1Ku_ibK21I/AAAAAAAAAR4/_Noq9NbIScs/s200/tumblr_ksi2v53vSw1qzrkrxo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427592907530623826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1Ku_dRXtoI/AAAAAAAAARw/PFUkl40tAtU/s1600-h/4274754050_c52e90ac70_large.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1Ku_dRXtoI/AAAAAAAAARw/PFUkl40tAtU/s200/4274754050_c52e90ac70_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427592906147346050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1Ku-zh1Z2I/AAAAAAAAARo/aKKAYFArohY/s1600-h/2w9XXXqFFqrm953qA3decoBCo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1Ku-zh1Z2I/AAAAAAAAARo/aKKAYFArohY/s200/2w9XXXqFFqrm953qA3decoBCo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427592894942111586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/4093848084999839558-6239758792161927254?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6239758792161927254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-yousad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6239758792161927254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6239758792161927254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-yousad.html' title='ME-YOU=SAD'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/S1KvJqnjyNI/AAAAAAAAASI/pBJg-3pw7sQ/s72-c/tumblr_kw4mm6C0AC1qa6odoo1_400_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2740409734345484695</id><published>2010-01-05T19:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:26:46.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>Hola Hola</title><content type='html'>RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag as many friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;+ About You Now ( Sugarbabes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+ I will answer that starting now. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;+ A Space Island Which Never Be Found ( Tearliner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+That's deep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;+Thats Why You Go Away ( Michael Learns to Rock)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Noooooooo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;+ Kiss The Rain ( Yiruma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+ Its a sad piece of music and so is my love life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;+ Breakaway ( Kelly Clarkson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+ If only i could breakaway to the clear blue skies I would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;+ Float Up From Dream (Akira Yamaoka, Silent Hill: The Game OST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ I dream too much I know...what a coincidence lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;+ Gangsta Paradise (Coolio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+ HAHA. Stay away from me y'all~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;+ Penchinta Wanita (Irwan Shah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ No I don't -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT YOU ALWAYS DO DURING TAKE 5?&lt;br /&gt;+Smack (Akon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+ Lols. Smack what?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;+ He loves me, he loves you not ( Dream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+ Whoaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;+Don"t Look Back in Anger (Oasis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+Forgive and forget &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?.&lt;br /&gt;+ Isabella ( Amy Search, Jamal Abdillah, Saleem &amp;amp; Zamani)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+ No....she died i think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;+Still Doll ( Kanon Wakashima)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+ I will freeze like a still doll?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;+Barely Breathing ( Duncan Sheik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+ Its a lovely song. But the lyrics doesn't match for weddings lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;+ Wake Me Up Before You Go Go ( Wham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST??&lt;br /&gt;+Until the time is through (Five)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ no sense~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;+ Dang Shin Eun Na Neun Ba Bo Ib Ni Da -I'm A Fool  ( Stay) - Korean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;+ Am i? Sobsss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;+ Unwritten ( Natasha Bedingfield)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ Yeah I am undefined xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;+ Hero ( Mariah Carey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+  =.= exactly...how does my WINAMP know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;+ No More Cry (D-51)  Gokusen OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS&lt;br /&gt;+ Hola Hola ( Dany Vasnier) Kamikaze Girls OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;+ haha..catchy title~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2740409734345484695?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2740409734345484695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/hola-hola.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2740409734345484695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2740409734345484695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/hola-hola.html' title='Hola Hola'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-342367880033861374</id><published>2010-01-04T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:04:47.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>I just wanna sigh today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a heavy load in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guilty of many heart crimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-342367880033861374?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/342367880033861374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/342367880033861374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/342367880033861374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-1272874738101969222</id><published>2010-01-02T14:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:24:59.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Homemade Sushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love sushi. I love anything that's Japanese. Hehe. So this is my first attempt to make sushies. Not  great as Sushi King's Sushies. My sushi are disastrous. lols. I named my sushies as&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1) Korean-Movie-inspired-sushi-that-turned-out-humongous Sushi&lt;br /&gt;2) Not-so-bad-Tuna-Mayo Sushi&lt;br /&gt;3) Out-of-shape-Crabby- Vege S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ushi&lt;br /&gt;4) Crabby-Carrot-Tuna Sushi&lt;br /&gt;5) Out-of-Ideas Sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHA.  It's quite hard to roll the sushi since I don't have the bamboo sushi roller. I used my hand lol! And a lot of ingredients are not available so I just used whatever I feel like using xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;"&gt;The Ingredients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sushi rice also know as Calrose Rice.&lt;br /&gt;2. Rice Vinegar. Make sure it has the halal cert.&lt;br /&gt;3. Eggs&lt;br /&gt;4. Cucumber&lt;br /&gt;5. Carrots&lt;br /&gt;6. Tuna&lt;br /&gt;7. Crab Filament&lt;br /&gt;8. Seaweed sheets for sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can buy all this from most hypermarkets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;"&gt;How to make the sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Cook the rice. Follow the instruction on the rice packaging.&lt;br /&gt;2. While the rice is on the pot, fry the egg.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cut the carrots, cucumber and crab filament into long strips.&lt;br /&gt;4. Mix tuna with tomato ketchup and mayo.&lt;br /&gt;5. Take out all the cooked rice into a big bowl. Add some rice vinegar and mix well. 1 cup of cooked rice to 5-6 tablespoon of rice vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;6. Take 1 sheet of sushi seaweed. Take a small amount of rice and spread it over the seaweed. make sure you leave some space at all end so that later when you roll it can stick.&lt;br /&gt;7. Just put the filling inside. Anything that you want lol.&lt;br /&gt;8. Roll it. Best if you have the bamboo mat.&lt;br /&gt;9. Take pictures of the sushi. Post it on the blog like me.&lt;br /&gt;10. EAT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sz70vbn2uHI/AAAAAAAAAOg/unsknr6KBqY/s1600-h/P1050315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sz70vbn2uHI/AAAAAAAAAOg/unsknr6KBqY/s320/P1050315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422040097106606194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;Korean-Movie-inspired-sushi-that-turned-out-humongous Sushi. OMG its big n ugly... The rice is too thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sz70vHXiRAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/p9QaVzDSkfk/s1600-h/P1050313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sz70vHXiRAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/p9QaVzDSkfk/s320/P1050313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422040091669447682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;Not-so-bad-Tuna-Mayo Sushi, Out-of-shape-Crabby-Vege S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;ushi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;Crabby-Tuna Sushi. Hey, im getting better. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sz70v8JyZMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Rjy4SqmLSk4/s1600-h/P1050317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sz70v8JyZMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Rjy4SqmLSk4/s320/P1050317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422040105838863554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;"&gt;Out-of-Ideas Sushi. All the left over ingredients. xD&lt;/span&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/4093848084999839558-1272874738101969222?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1272874738101969222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/homemade-sushi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1272874738101969222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1272874738101969222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2010/01/homemade-sushi.html' title='Homemade Sushi'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sz70vbn2uHI/AAAAAAAAAOg/unsknr6KBqY/s72-c/P1050315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5471738122659282027</id><published>2009-12-30T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:38:14.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>New Life?</title><content type='html'>Just some things that I feel I need to do starting next year. So, here's to my next new attempt to live life fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in priority order since I just type whatever comes to my mind. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Save money and spend less. You can do this Syaz!&lt;br /&gt;2. Go vacation with my friends somewhere exotic. Ooops. I forgot to mention affordable.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get full body massage. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;4. Lose some kilos. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;5. Find a new hobby. Any suggestion?&lt;br /&gt;6. Be hardworking!&lt;br /&gt;7. Be more organized!&lt;br /&gt;8. Improve my grammar...&lt;br /&gt;9. Have more fun in school.&lt;br /&gt;10. Practice my low leveled multi tasking skills. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-5471738122659282027?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5471738122659282027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5471738122659282027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5471738122659282027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-life.html' title='New Life?'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7760950809253908171</id><published>2009-12-08T02:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T02:51:39.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Tea Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love tea! I've always prefered tea to coffee.  Hot tea is very calming. Teh ais, teh tarik, teh O panas, teh cicah biskut empat segi. All I sapu. Hehe . However, this morning I had Chamomile Honey Vanilla tea.  My reaction  after the first sip was....... ahhh.....dizzy dizzy dizzy ...... it's frangrance was too sweetly strong. It was a dizzy experience for me to finish the one cup of tea. The chamomile was OK. The honey's OK too. It's the vanilla. I swear I'm not sipping any vanilla flavored tea again.&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/4093848084999839558-7760950809253908171?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7760950809253908171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/12/tea-talk.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7760950809253908171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7760950809253908171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/12/tea-talk.html' title='Tea Talk'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5457073297679527017</id><published>2009-12-05T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T23:14:06.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>London Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sxp0yzWNA5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0haEvTo1K_w/s1600-h/P1040865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sxp0yzWNA5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0haEvTo1K_w/s400/P1040865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411766318364689298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;London &lt;/span&gt;and all I got was this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lousy &lt;/span&gt;T-shirt! Haha! That's funny! He went for an official trip to Portsmouth and was able to rush to London for a quick visit. Not much shopping since he's on a tight schedule. Still, I got 3 bottles of perfumes =x. Haha! Thanks bapa!  Hearts &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-5457073297679527017?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5457073297679527017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/12/london-gifts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5457073297679527017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5457073297679527017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/12/london-gifts.html' title='London Gifts'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sxp0yzWNA5I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0haEvTo1K_w/s72-c/P1040865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-3270010281119651882</id><published>2009-11-11T22:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:28:20.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Vampire Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Svrifs6n6MI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0d0IXZtXnQc/s1600-h/vampire-diaries-pics11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Svrifs6n6MI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0d0IXZtXnQc/s400/vampire-diaries-pics11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402879737245198530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Damon, Elena, Stefan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Any hint of Edward in Stefan? Probably the hair XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is a new vampire in town. No! Its two new vampires in town! Edward Cullen can move aside. Just joking!  Say hello to Stefan and Damon Salvatore from The Vampire Diaries. Originally a series of novels written by L.J Smith and now was turned into a 22 episode TV series. It was premiered in the US on 10th September 2009. So, I just want to talk about one of the characters. One thing that actually caught my attention to watch The Vampire Series is actually Stefan, . I think he almost looks like Edward. ALMOST. Their traits are also almost the same. Love literature. Play sports. Dark and lonely. Obssesively protective. Love a human girl dearly. Stefan wasn't as fortunate as Edward though. He doesn't has one thing Edward does. A perfect family. What Stefan has is Damon, his vampire brother who takes every opportunity to torture him.  They happen to love the same human girl, Elena. Elena, who is  the POV in the book is tied between the vampire brothers. The story is more to horror fantasy with varieties of fantasy elements unlike Twillight which focus on vampire, human and werewolf.  The Vampire Diaries is a combination of vampire, human, witch, werewolf, spirit, ghosts, evil, monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.casttv.com/shows/the-vampire-diaries" title="The Vampire Diaries" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.casttv.com/misc/webapp/promo/promo_120x60_the-vampire-diaries.jpg" width="120" border="0" height="60" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-3270010281119651882?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3270010281119651882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/11/vampire-diaries.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3270010281119651882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3270010281119651882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/11/vampire-diaries.html' title='Vampire Diaries'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Svrifs6n6MI/AAAAAAAAAOI/0d0IXZtXnQc/s72-c/vampire-diaries-pics11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-701815562057479867</id><published>2009-11-08T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:23:45.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hate'/><title type='text'>Why can't I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SvbQV5ARUWI/AAAAAAAAAOA/P6L1bqVJqaA/s1600-h/1420940501007.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SvbQV5ARUWI/AAAAAAAAAOA/P6L1bqVJqaA/s320/1420940501007.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401733877575274850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I do what I wanted to do? Argh! Why do I care so much about others that I can change my decision so easily? I hate this part of me. Why do I soften to others so quickly? Why can't I be angry for long? Why?! Why?! I wan to be angry! I want to be mad! I hate being pushed around. I hate giving face to others because that all I ever do. And I will probably regret that I wrote this the next morning. Grrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-701815562057479867?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/701815562057479867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-cant-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/701815562057479867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/701815562057479867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-cant-i.html' title='Why can&apos;t I?'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SvbQV5ARUWI/AAAAAAAAAOA/P6L1bqVJqaA/s72-c/1420940501007.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2226881133329435945</id><published>2009-10-23T13:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:32:44.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have never suffered this long my  whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SuE_RFli_rI/AAAAAAAAANY/vDNWeTcDG1o/s1600-h/broken_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 323px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SuE_RFli_rI/AAAAAAAAANY/vDNWeTcDG1o/s400/broken_heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395663391356550834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SuE_RC9c7cI/AAAAAAAAANg/bwZVhM3LgW0/s1600-h/broken+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SuE_RC9c7cI/AAAAAAAAANg/bwZVhM3LgW0/s400/broken+heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395663390651510210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2226881133329435945?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2226881133329435945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/heart.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2226881133329435945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2226881133329435945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/heart.html' title='Heart'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SuE_RFli_rI/AAAAAAAAANY/vDNWeTcDG1o/s72-c/broken_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-8497115158116920390</id><published>2009-10-13T21:40:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:26:14.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Dramatic Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't really know much about make up. The only make ups I carry in my handbag are my compact, lip-stick and eye-liner. I'm now addicted to dark brown eye liner. I haven't used black in years. Is that a crime? lols. Most of my make ups are Maybelline. They are quite affordable especially during sales. So just now, I saw a video about drawing dramatic eyes. I was so amazed at how she totally transformed. Its just eyes yet she looked so different and much more beautiful. I think I'll go and test it out with my friends. Should u too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Seductive Vampire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qg-2rDnWCJA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qg-2rDnWCJA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Anime Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_nJXK5EJEQA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_nJXK5EJEQA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Geisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDUlcgDfYTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDUlcgDfYTo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Credits : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/MichellePhan"&gt;Michelle Phan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-8497115158116920390?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8497115158116920390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/dramatic-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8497115158116920390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8497115158116920390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/dramatic-eyes.html' title='Dramatic Eyes'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6860434108408370568</id><published>2009-09-11T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T01:56:46.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>A Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you break me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only wish;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;For eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Syaz.&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/4093848084999839558-6860434108408370568?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6860434108408370568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/message.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6860434108408370568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6860434108408370568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/message.html' title='A Message'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2948752021321792694</id><published>2009-09-03T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:15:41.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>Installing a Hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Tech Support,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I upgraded from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyfriend 5.0&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband 1.0 &lt;/span&gt;and noticed a distinct slow down in overall system performance, particularly in the flower and jewellery applications, which operated flawlessly under &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyfriend 5.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband  1.0&lt;/span&gt; uninstalled many other valuable programs, such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Romance 9.5&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Personal Attention 6.5&lt;/span&gt;, and then installed undesirable programs such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NBA 5.0&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NFL 3.0&lt;/span&gt;  and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Golf Clubs 4.1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversation 8.0 &lt;/span&gt;no longer runs, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Housecleaning 2.6&lt;/span&gt; simply crashes the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note that I have tried running &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nagging 5.3&lt;/span&gt; to fix these problems, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desperate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR DESPERATE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, keep in mind, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyfriend 5.0&lt;/span&gt; is an Entertainment Package, while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband  1.0&lt;/span&gt; is an operating system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please enter command:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ithoughtyoulovedme.HTML&lt;/span&gt; and try to download &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tears 6.2&lt;/span&gt; and do not forget to install the  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guilt 3.0&lt;/span&gt; update If that application works as designed,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband1.0&lt;/span&gt;  should then automatically run the applications &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jewellery 2.0 &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flowers  3.5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, remember, overuse of the above application can cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband 1.0&lt;/span&gt; to default to  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grumpy Silence 2.5&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Hour 7.0&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beer 6.1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Please note that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beer 6. 1&lt;/span&gt; is a very bad program that will download the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farting and Snoring Loudly Beta&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, DO NOT under any circumstances install &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mother-In-Law 1.0 &lt;/span&gt;(it runs a virus in the background that will eventually seize control of all your system resources.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, please do not attempt to reinstall the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boyfriend 5.0&lt;/span&gt; program. These are unsupported applications and will crash &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband 1.0&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husband 1.0&lt;/span&gt; is a great program, but it does have limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. You might consider buying additional software to improve memory and performance. We recommend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Cooking 3.0 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Hot Lingerie 7.7. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2948752021321792694?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2948752021321792694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/installing-hubby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2948752021321792694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2948752021321792694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/09/installing-hubby.html' title='Installing a Hubby'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-1978587922309418379</id><published>2009-06-28T00:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:39:47.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hate'/><title type='text'>No Title</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kartikareview.com/issue2/my_fawn_is_sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 530px;" src="http://www.kartikareview.com/issue2/my_fawn_is_sad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kartikareview.com/about.html"&gt;"My           Fawn Is Sad" by Candybird&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哀傷&lt;br /&gt;droevig&lt;br /&gt;悲しい&lt;br /&gt;traurig&lt;br /&gt;슬픈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-1978587922309418379?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1978587922309418379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1978587922309418379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1978587922309418379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-title.html' title='No Title'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6526864740284973713</id><published>2009-05-28T17:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:43:13.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Himechan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;by Yoshi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favoritest himechan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My most treasured friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My most loved princess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;U know what today is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Its the beginning to the most fabulous and wonderful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;We start the wonders today cuz i say so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Its gonna be sunny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and flowers are gonna look pretty just for u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;the skys gonna looks pretty to accent u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;the grass is gonna be greener for u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;people are gonna be fabulous to you because its you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and best of all everythings gonna go perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cuz perfect is the most fitting word to describe u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So when u wake up today smile big =D and laugh hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cuz I decided that today and everyday forth is gonna be the greatest for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cuz u the greatest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dear Yoshi @ Pandachan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thanks for always being there for me when I desperately need a friend. Wuv u! Friends forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Syazzy @ Himechan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4093848084999839558-6526864740284973713?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6526864740284973713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/himechan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6526864740284973713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6526864740284973713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/himechan.html' title='Himechan'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6380102135529326911</id><published>2009-05-28T00:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:14:20.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Cube People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sh1tPhI0R9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/v4Y4FlWTTYY/s1600-h/P1030316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sh1tPhI0R9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/v4Y4FlWTTYY/s400/P1030316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544846492092370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sh1tQL1Vw0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/_dDAnlVaVcc/s1600-h/P1030304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sh1tQL1Vw0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/_dDAnlVaVcc/s400/P1030304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544857953125186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Click for bigger pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i ever tell you I love arts? Even if I didn't before, I totally do now. =D It's so fun! It's fun doing arts and it's fun having fun with my pupils doing them. Yay~ Take a look at my pupil's Cube People. I found a blog which gives free templates to make this adorable cube people. There's so many movie/anime/comic/real life character thats availble. Give &lt;a href="http://toy-a-day.blogspot.com/"&gt;Toy-A-Day&lt;/a&gt; a visit and make your Art Class a fun experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4093848084999839558-6380102135529326911?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6380102135529326911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/cube-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6380102135529326911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6380102135529326911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/cube-people.html' title='Cube People'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/Sh1tPhI0R9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/v4Y4FlWTTYY/s72-c/P1030316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-357659120729861765</id><published>2009-05-16T00:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:53:01.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Funny Strips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lawak tul katun-katun ni. Tergelak sorang sorang aku baca. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need for words =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image004.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/image004.gif" alt="comic1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tau pulak panjat pokok biri - biri pink nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image002-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/image002-1.gif" alt="comic2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buat baik dibls baik, buat jahat dibalas cam ikan nih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/?action=view&amp;amp;current=image005.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/image005.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makan jangan tak makan. Kenduri tuh!&lt;/span&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/4093848084999839558-357659120729861765?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/357659120729861765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-strips.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/357659120729861765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/357659120729861765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-strips.html' title='Funny Strips'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-1133723948103099887</id><published>2009-05-14T18:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:37:49.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take note guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9 Words Women Use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fine&lt;/span&gt; : This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Five Minutes&lt;/span&gt; : If she is getting dressed, this means a 1/2 hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing&lt;/span&gt; : This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go Ahead&lt;/span&gt; : This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loud Sigh&lt;/span&gt; : This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's Okay&lt;/span&gt;: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt;: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whatever &lt;/span&gt;: Is a women's way of saying **** ***!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't worry about it, I got it&lt;/span&gt; : Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to #3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits= Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-1133723948103099887?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1133723948103099887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/take-note-guys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1133723948103099887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1133723948103099887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/take-note-guys.html' title='Take note guys!'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5735396940971172187</id><published>2009-04-30T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:12:31.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>The Joy of Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SfmwYqXrmUI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RmyLjNIQ0LQ/s1600-h/P1030191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SfmwYqXrmUI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RmyLjNIQ0LQ/s400/P1030191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330485571706657090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cute&lt;/span&gt; is absolutely the correct word for these adorable toys. My pupils made then themselves, of course with my help. Muahaha. Pirates wearing tie. That was my idea. The crown was their idea. Smart children. Love these wonderful pupils of mine. This is the joy of teaching. Seeing these great children produce wonderful works.&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/4093848084999839558-5735396940971172187?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5735396940971172187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/joy-of-art.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5735396940971172187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5735396940971172187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/joy-of-art.html' title='The Joy of Art'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SfmwYqXrmUI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RmyLjNIQ0LQ/s72-c/P1030191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-1746839935213244148</id><published>2009-04-30T00:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T01:17:18.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>The Worst Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Worst things that is happening to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never found my missing bunny&lt;br /&gt;2. Deeply emotional&lt;br /&gt;3. Work Stress&lt;br /&gt;4. Lonely&lt;br /&gt;5. Few friends missing in action.&lt;br /&gt;6. Loud noisy kids making me lose my cute voice.&lt;br /&gt;7. Running out of lesson plan ideas - Want to bang my head yes?&lt;br /&gt;8. Money spent like water - Teaching aids aint cheap guys...&lt;br /&gt;9. Confidence at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;drain&lt;/span&gt; level.&lt;br /&gt;10. Too many little problems which add to a mountain load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Isuck.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 153px;" src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/Isuck.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&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/4093848084999839558-1746839935213244148?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1746839935213244148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/worst-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1746839935213244148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1746839935213244148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/worst-things.html' title='The Worst Things'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2752234471140940883</id><published>2009-04-18T00:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T13:03:03.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Life Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.30am - *Alarm Rings* wake up &amp;amp; have cold shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6.30am - Drive to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7.10am - Arrive at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7.30am - Morning Assembly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7.40am till 1.00pm - ROAR TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.00pm - Finish School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.00 till 3.00 pm - Arrive Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.00pm- Shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.00pm - Sleep like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6.00pm - Wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8.00pm - Buy/ eat dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9.00pm till Midnite - Write lesson plan for tomorrow's school, make teaching aids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.00am - Sleep like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the circle goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my sleeping pattern is not healthy but cant help it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wednesday- 2.00-4.00pm Extra Co-curicular activity day. [ arrr!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2752234471140940883?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2752234471140940883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-schedule.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2752234471140940883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2752234471140940883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-schedule.html' title='Life Schedule'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5888074910026777422</id><published>2009-04-11T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:52:27.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>My Name II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One fine day I was checking my emails, lots of junkies and chain mails =.= I hate chain mails! Anyway, I checked all cause some junkies got interesting pics hehe! So, I got this very long email about names. It was quite fun reading them. I thought it's be interesting if I post them here. My name's initial is NSIF so lets read what it say about them. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;N&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You are emotional and intense. When involved in a relationship, you Throw your entire being into it. Nothing stops you; there are no holds barred. You are all-consuming and crave someone who is equally passionate and intense. You believe in total freedom. You are willing to try anything and everything. Your supply of energy is inexhaustible. You want to be pampered and know how to pamper your mate. You also enjoy mothering [lol! wats this =.=] your mate. You often have the greatest love affairs all by yourself, in your head. You are very imaginative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;S&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;For you, it is pleasure before business. You can be romantically idealistic to a fault and is capable of much sensuality. But you never loose control of your emotions. Once you make the commitment you stick like glue. You could get jealous and possessive. You tend to be very selfish often regarding yourself as the only human being on the planet.. You like being the centre of attention. [ I do not!]  You are very caring sensitive, private &amp;amp; sometimes very passive. Turned on by soft lights, romantic thoughts. When it gets down to the nitty-gritty, you are an expert.  You know all the little tricks of the trade, can play any role, or any game, and take your love life very seriously. You don't fool around. You have the patience to wait for the rightperson to come along. You are very generous &amp;amp; giving, often selfless. You are kind nature &amp;amp; sweet which is found to be attractive by many. You are a good friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;I&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;You have a great need to be loved, appreciated... even worshiped. You enjoy luxury, sensuality, and pleasures of the flesh. ---------------------------------------------------------eeeeekss! censored =.= -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You bore easily and thus require adventure and change. Your commitments don't last very long &amp;amp; you often tend to stray. Loyalty is not one of your strong points. You are more sensual than sexual, but you are sometimes downright lustful. [MUAHAHAHA!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;F&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are idealistic and romantic, putting your lover on a pedestal. You look for the very best mate you can find. You are a flirt, yet once committed, you are very loyal. You are sensuous and privately passionate. Publicly, you can be showy, extravagant, and gallant. You are a born romantic. Dramatic love scenes are a favourite fantasy past time. You can be a very generous lover. [Yea! Im loyal =D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4093848084999839558-5888074910026777422?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5888074910026777422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-name-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5888074910026777422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5888074910026777422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-name-ii.html' title='My Name II'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6127100810662557348</id><published>2009-04-05T00:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:18:59.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Four Dot Four.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Empat hari bulan empat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fourth day of the fourth month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sabrina's Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happ.e Birthday Sabby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wishing u a wonderful 24th year of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And also the 20th day of my heartache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:SIGH:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went out to treat her cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secret Recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a stroll at Jonker Walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bought cheap mini bunny kuns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;End of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fullstop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-6127100810662557348?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6127100810662557348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/four-dot-four.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6127100810662557348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6127100810662557348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/four-dot-four.html' title='Four Dot Four.'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-4278319999940412810</id><published>2009-03-29T21:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:02:18.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Dear Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I neglected you. I didn't feel like writing. My feelings are stone cold. And I haven't anything interesting to write. But I miss u, I miss writing with passion. I miss decorating you. =D I just want to say I love u blog! You're the window of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I write again. Hopefully soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Syazzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/?action=view&amp;amp;current=232571v6s8nyudvl.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/232571v6s8nyudvl.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-4278319999940412810?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4278319999940412810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4278319999940412810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4278319999940412810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-blog.html' title='Dear Blog'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-3120152168484537397</id><published>2009-03-18T20:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:56:34.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Where Butterflies Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScDu-tSUYAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/xbD6c0q4Dgc/s1600-h/butterfly6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314510321372913666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScDu-tSUYAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/xbD6c0q4Dgc/s400/butterfly6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScDu-I9I2mI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Cb_DHphwuUE/s1600-h/butterfly5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314510311620401762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScDu-I9I2mI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Cb_DHphwuUE/s400/butterfly5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScDu9hs5vRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6jzBRxZLPus/s1600-h/butterfly4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314510301083319570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScDu9hs5vRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6jzBRxZLPus/s400/butterfly4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScDu81oRZpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_t37iwQDAuE/s1600-h/butterfly2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314510289252738706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScDu81oRZpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_t37iwQDAuE/s400/butterfly2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These are some pics that I snapped at &lt;a href="http://www.butterfly-insect.com/"&gt;Penang Butterfly Farm&lt;/a&gt;. It was quite warm inside the farm. Butterflies like their place warm i guess. The farm was also constantly sprayed with water vapor to keep it humid. So it was warm and humid. Haha. Its a great place for insects lovers. Butterflies flew everywhere. There were also scorpions, milipedes, snakes, iguana, tortoise, lizards and ducks. Hehe...duck just came out of nowhere. At 3'oclock, there was a live show inside the mini auditorium. Psst...I went in for the air-conditioning. Hehe. They brought in some reptiles for visitors to hold and take pictures with. I didn't take though. I don't want to hold the huge Bearded Dragon. Scared it'll bite =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-3120152168484537397?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3120152168484537397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-butterflies-fly.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3120152168484537397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3120152168484537397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-butterflies-fly.html' title='Where Butterflies Fly'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScDu-tSUYAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/xbD6c0q4Dgc/s72-c/butterfly6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7773068947913222903</id><published>2009-03-18T13:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:58:21.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Camouflaged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScCSV9FKZ8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/_zlLM2_MgXA/s1600-h/movingleaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314408466168309698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScCSV9FKZ8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/_zlLM2_MgXA/s400/movingleaf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moving Leaf (Phyllium Giganteum) - Its a bug, not a leaf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScCSVvPutXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dS10w0zTVBE/s1600-h/toads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314408462454535538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScCSVvPutXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dS10w0zTVBE/s400/toads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Horned Toads - The toads looked like dried leaves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScCSVJxZcnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IS6d4wfN-R0/s1600-h/malayan+stick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314408452395201138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScCSVJxZcnI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IS6d4wfN-R0/s400/malayan+stick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Malayan Stick (Phobaeticus Serratipes) - And this one's a bug too! Not a bamboo stick.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Careful when u walk in the jungle. The stick your holding might not be a stick and the dried leaves your walking on arent just leaves. Haha! These are some of the interesting insects thats been kept in &lt;a href="http://www.butterfly-insect.com/"&gt;Penang Butterfly Farm&lt;/a&gt;. I was amazed too see them. They're well hidden and hard to spot if it wasn't labelled. I'd probably just walk through without noticing anything if I didn't know its there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-7773068947913222903?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7773068947913222903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-camouflaged.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7773068947913222903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7773068947913222903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-camouflaged.html' title='Camouflaged'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/ScCSV9FKZ8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/_zlLM2_MgXA/s72-c/movingleaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-3463203222409102140</id><published>2009-03-17T23:22:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:46:10.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Hoppipolla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoppipolla means 'Hop in puddles' in Icelandic. It's a song, sung by an Icelandic band named Sigur Ros. It was released in their album 'Takk' (Thanks) in the year 2005. However, it wasn't until recent that I got to listen to it. It was in the official soundtrack for the movie 'Penelope' starred by Christinna Ricci and James McAvoy. It was played at the end when Penelope and Johnny were at the park with the schoolchildren. First I heard it, it thought 'Such heavenly music...'. Then came the singing, 'Hmmm...what is he saying? Is it Spanish? A bit odd for Spanish'. Hehe...now I know it's Icelandic. And right at this moment, I'm addicted to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rc-FWL626uI&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoppipolla&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brosandi &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Smiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hendumst í hringi &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Spinning round and round)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Höldumst í hendur &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Holding hands )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Allur heimurinn óskýr &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(The whole world a blur )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nema þú stendur &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(But you are standing )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rennblautur &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Soaked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Allur rennvotur &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Completely drenched)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engin gúmmístígvél &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(No rubber boots)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hlaupandi inni í okkur &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Running inside us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vill springa út úr skel &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Want to erupt from a shell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vindurinn &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(The Wind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;og útilykt af hárinu þínu &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(An outdoor smell of your hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ég anda eins fast og ég get &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(I breathe as hard as I can)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;með nefinu mínu &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(with my nose)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoppípolla &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Jump into puddles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Í engum stígvélum &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(With no boots on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allur rennvotur -Rennblautur- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(completely drenched-Soaked- )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Í engum stígvélum &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(With no boots on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Og ég fæ blóðnasir &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(And I get a nosebleed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;En ég stend alltaf upp &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(but I always stand up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Og ég fæ blóðnasir &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(And I get a nosebleed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ég stend alltaf upp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(but I always stand up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lyrics Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/sigur-ros-lyrics-hoppipolla-hgtckh1"&gt;LetsSingIt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-3463203222409102140?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3463203222409102140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/hoppipolla.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3463203222409102140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3463203222409102140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/hoppipolla.html' title='Hoppipolla'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-689829739541338387</id><published>2009-03-08T03:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T04:18:27.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Language'/><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/Cute-hi5-118.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310537839001379282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/Cute-hi5-118.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tired. Of waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tired. Of sulking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tired. Of wasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tired. Of hoping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because in the end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;None will notice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because tomorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if my tears run dry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Syazzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-689829739541338387?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/689829739541338387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/tired.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/689829739541338387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/689829739541338387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2770531206476797466</id><published>2009-03-03T01:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T02:02:44.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movies That Inspire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever watched movies that really touched your heart and inspire you to do something? or at least tried to do it? I did. I've watched all kinds of movies. There were stupid movies that makes you feel stupid yourself, sad ones that soak your eyes in tears, actions that gets you shouting, but most unique of all, something that can change you and affects you deeply. Motivational. Inspirational. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SawfE8joGhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Wmf7F498I5A/s1600-h/DeadPoetSociety.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308652230598466066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SawfE8joGhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Wmf7F498I5A/s200/DeadPoetSociety.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dead Poet's Society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember exactly when I watched it. But I remember it changed my view towards school. I wasn't really studious during my high school years. I'm still not studious now. Haha. I was motivated to try harder in my study. I did try but I guess pure science isn't really what my brain is made for. I did improved a lot on Maths. I liked Maths. I just don't like Additional Maths. So what inspired me? Honestly I don't know. Maybe it's just the aftereffect adrenaline. Maybe it's the its what the boys did. They looked liked they love homeworks. So I was ashamed that I didn't like homeworks. Made me wanted to try to like homeworks. They are bright intelligent boys. But they are willing to break rules just to read poems. They would sacrifice themselves in respect of their teacher. I will always remember this movie. It meant something to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q7rIhyux88U&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2770531206476797466?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2770531206476797466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/movies-that-inspire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2770531206476797466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2770531206476797466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/movies-that-inspire.html' title='Movies That Inspire'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SawfE8joGhI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Wmf7F498I5A/s72-c/DeadPoetSociety.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7624844727274700139</id><published>2009-03-02T02:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:06:52.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>My name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SarOEjzyBoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/rerLKY1vVQc/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308281688536778370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SarOEjzyBoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/rerLKY1vVQc/s200/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My name is something interesting to talk about. Why? Half the people I met in my entire life can't pronounce/spell/remember it. I'v had my name pronunced like :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sya-ja-ni - This is the worst&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Syaz-wani...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sya-za-na - This i recent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sobsssss. Ok...so my name is'nt common. Nor Syazani Izzati. There are thousands out there named Nor and Izzati. But Syazani isn't. Its not common either for a girl to be named Syazani. Thats mainly because its a...boy's name. If you google my name. Syazani that is, you'll find pages of guy's profiles. Hmm..wat else? They stole my nickname too. Syaz. OMG! lol. Luckily I stil have other nickname, Syazzy. So if you google Syazzy you'll find pages of girl's profiles. =D I've already asked my parents why they named me Syazani but I've forgotten why. Remind me to ask again. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, whats the meaning of my name? Nor is Light. Syazani is Energetic. Izzat/Izzati is Noble. Light of Energy and Noble? Hmm...need to ask my parents again. I'm not so energetic neither am I so noble. Syazzy doesn't have any meaning. It's a modern nickname which evolve out of nowhere. Lots of people have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, remember to say my name correctly! Its SYA-ZZY ok! Like SHA-ZZY!&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/4093848084999839558-7624844727274700139?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7624844727274700139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-name.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7624844727274700139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7624844727274700139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-name.html' title='My name?'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SarOEjzyBoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/rerLKY1vVQc/s72-c/DSC00002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7458373621827142287</id><published>2009-03-02T01:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:03:41.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Dear Shiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SarJnhnVjeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4FaVd7EJMdk/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308276791684992482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SarJnhnVjeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4FaVd7EJMdk/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's your new shoes. Haha! Cute? Of course its cute. I chose it for you. XD . See u ....err in a few weeks? Lol! Bye. Auf wiedersehen. hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-7458373621827142287?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7458373621827142287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-shiro.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7458373621827142287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7458373621827142287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/dear-shiro.html' title='Dear Shiro'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SarJnhnVjeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4FaVd7EJMdk/s72-c/DSC00008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-6124533603200944877</id><published>2009-02-22T18:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:55:41.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>David Choi VS Britney Spears</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cOXNxDCtPoA&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CYWhfzwbivA&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;David Choi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fHy-V32xeTs&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/htVrpa3jXVM&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Verdict?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-6124533603200944877?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6124533603200944877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/david-choi-vs-britney-spears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6124533603200944877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/6124533603200944877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/david-choi-vs-britney-spears.html' title='David Choi VS Britney Spears'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-1343059731150147143</id><published>2009-02-22T14:53:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:36:17.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>Vampire Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Vampirism had always been a fascinating subject for me. Why do girls fall in love with vampires? A totally mystical and inexisting creature that feeds on blood of human. Haha. Maybe because its the fact that it doesn't exist. Writers create their own image of a perfect vampire to attract readers. Usually handsome, pale, alluring and seductive to get girls go ga-ga over them. Varieties of characteristics were invented for fiction. Vampire is now a dominant figure of horror genre in books, TV and Movies and games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampirism had been mentioned in tales of many cultures and beliefs even before century such as the Mesopotamians, Hebrew, Ancient Greeks and Romans. There were also many names for vampires in different cultures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vampir - Serbia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vrykolakas - Greece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Strigoi - Romania &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Although there are no physical proof to the existence of vampires, there are real medical conditon to which related to vampirish behavior or appearance. Maybe it is from this, the tales of the undead starts from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porphyria&lt;/strong&gt; - A rare disease characterized by irregularities in production of heme, an iron-rich pigment in blood&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It causes sensitivity to sunlight, have abdomal pains and suffer from acute delirium. One of possible remedies in the past is to drink blood. Porphyria patients have reddish mouths and teeth, due to irregular production of the heme pigment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catalepsy&lt;/strong&gt; - A physical condition that affects nervous system. It causes the body to freeze. The muscles stiffen, heart and respiration rate slows down. In the past, where there are no electronic medical tools to determine death, the body of the patient might be mistaken for a corpse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Real Deal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Throughout history, there have been a number of living people who exhibited vampire-like behavior. The most famous historical vampire was Elizabeth Bathory, a Transylvanian noblewoman who lived from 1560 to 1614. Bathory, who was terrified of aging, became convinced that bathing in blood (and perhaps consuming it) was the secret to maintaining a youthful appearance. To this end, she tortured and killed hundreds of people, mostly young women. Eventually, she was tried for her crimes and imprisoned in a small room in her castle, where she died.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/539xWgHhatM&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OMG! Real life vampires? And they drink blood! Ewww... if fiction is practiced in real life it's sure is too creepy and horrific. Thats why we keep it strictly fiction, and thats why people enjoy fiction. Its meant only for the imagination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Favourite Vampire Movies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 ) Twilight&lt;br /&gt;2) Van Hellsing&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Interview With A Vampire&lt;br /&gt;4) Underworld 1,2 and 3.&lt;br /&gt;5) 30 Days of Night&lt;br /&gt;6) Twins Effect (Hong Kong)&lt;br /&gt;7) Blade 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;8) Count Drakula&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;By the way, if I am ever a vampire I will be known as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poppy Fey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Known in some parts of the world as:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lilith of The Balkans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Great Archives Record:&lt;/span&gt; An animal-like vampire who can barely speak - everything is actions with this one. It runs with the deer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmadavies.net/vampire/"&gt;Vampire Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Lol! Just for fun. Try yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Reference:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://science.howstuffworks.com/vampire.htm"&gt;How Stuff Works: Vampire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vampire"&gt;Wikipedia: Vampire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-1343059731150147143?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1343059731150147143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/vampire-addiction.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1343059731150147143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/1343059731150147143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/vampire-addiction.html' title='Vampire Addiction'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-7381284111266617554</id><published>2009-02-20T15:27:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T15:34:26.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>Living Syazzies Life : The Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Opening credits: Wake Me Up Before You Go Go- Wham&lt;br /&gt;2. Waking up: Dreams - The Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;3. Average day: Shine - Shannon Noll&lt;br /&gt;4. First date: It Must Have Been Love - Roxxete&lt;br /&gt;5. Falling in love: Baby I Love You Way - Big Mountain&lt;br /&gt;6. Love scene: Come On Closer - Jem&lt;br /&gt;7. Fight scene: Mad - Ne Yo&lt;br /&gt;8. Breaking up: Until the Time is Through - 5ive&lt;br /&gt;9. Getting back together: Heaven - Nu Flavor&lt;br /&gt;10. Secret love: To Love You More - Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;11. Life's okay: Hey My Friend - Tommy Heavenly6&lt;br /&gt;12. Mental breakdown: Don't Look Back In Anger - Oasis&lt;br /&gt;13. Driving: Supermassive Black Hole - Muse&lt;br /&gt;14. Learning a lesson: What Comes Around Goes Around - Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;15. Deep thought: Girls Keep Secrets In Strangest Way - Ephemera&lt;br /&gt;16. Flashback: Only Time - Enya&lt;br /&gt;17. Partying: Move Ya Feet - Junior Senior&lt;br /&gt;18. Happy dance: Accidently In Love - Counting Crows&lt;br /&gt;19. Regreting: Just My Imagination - The Cranberries&lt;br /&gt;20. Long night alone: Right Here Waiting - Richard Marx&lt;br /&gt;21. Death scene: My Heart Will Go On - Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;22. Closing credits: Thank You!!! - Home Made Kazoku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Your Life: The Soundtrack" href="http://www.bzoink.com/S875/Your_Life_The_Soundtrack.html"&gt;Take This Survey&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Bzoink Surveys" href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys"&gt;Search Surveys&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Bzoink MySpace Surveys" href="http://www.bzoink.com/"&gt;MySpace Surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey found on &lt;a title="Bzoink" href="http://www.bzoink.com/"&gt;Bzoink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://www.bzoink.com/pixel.gif" width="1" /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMzUxMTQ3OTQwMDEmcHQ9MTIzNTExNDgxODc2NiZwPTg5MjExJmQ9Jmc9MSZ*PSZvPTFmNDY5YThlZWEyNTQxMDNiMTg1MWEyYjU*YmJjOTY1.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I enjoy doing surveys. Wee~ My life's been pretty hectic lately. It feels so good to have time for myself again. It was fun doing My Life Soundtrack Survey. All the songs I've listed are the kinds of songs that I listen to everyday in my playlist. I listen anything good from 80's till the latest hit now =D . Feels sort of funny if your life has a soundtrack. Imagine everything you're doing is accompanied by background music. All the fun, sorrows, humours, terrors and the horrors! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone interested to listen to Living Syazzies Life : The Soundtrack, feel free to download. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/200380182/Syazzies_OST_1.rar"&gt;Syazzy OST 1 :Track 1-7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/200413587/Syazzies_OST_2.rar"&gt;Syazzy OST 2 :Track 8-14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/200421953/Syazzies_OST_3.rar"&gt;Syazzy OST 3 :Track 15-18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/200435876/Syazzies_OST_4.rar"&gt;Syazzy OST 4 : Track 19-22&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-7381284111266617554?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7381284111266617554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/living-syazzies-life-soundtrack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7381284111266617554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/7381284111266617554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/living-syazzies-life-soundtrack.html' title='Living Syazzies Life : The Soundtrack'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-973945620986888207</id><published>2009-02-11T13:18:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:17:52.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><title type='text'>Ik Hou Van Jou</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Cute-hi5-49.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t36/freakadoll/Cute-hi5-49.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is my list of various languages in saying "I love you" . Maybe when we don't have the bravery to say "I love you" in our own language, we can try say it in other language. It's an option for those who are shy or embarrased by the "I Love You" phrase. Hehee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Arabic ....................Ana Ba-heb-bak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;أنا أحبك&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Czech .....................Mmiluji te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Danish.................... Jeg elsker dig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dutch...................... Ik hou van jou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;French.................... Je t'aime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;German..................Ich liebe Dich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hindi...................... Mai tumse pyar karta hoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Indonesian............ Saya cinta kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Italian..................... Ti amo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Japanese................ Kimi o ai shiteru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;私は愛する&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Korean.................... Tangsinul sarang ha yo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;사랑해요&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Malay...................... Saya sayang kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mandarin................ Wo ai ni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Portuguese............. Amo-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Romanian............... Te iu besc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Russian................... Ya vas liubliu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Я тебя люблю&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tagalog................... Mahal kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thai......................... Ch'an Rak Thur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ฉันรักเธอ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Turkish....................Seni seviyo*rum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vietnamese............. Em ye^u anh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of all the 20 phrases, my most fav is Dutch's Ik Hou Van Jou. It sounds sweet thats why its my fav! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.galactic-guide.com/articles/2R95.html"&gt;Read full article: How to Say "I Love You" in Different Languages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://free-translation.imtranslator.net/"&gt;Use Language Translator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-973945620986888207?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/973945620986888207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/saying-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/973945620986888207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/973945620986888207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/saying-i-love-you.html' title='Ik Hou Van Jou'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-3535025835444806122</id><published>2009-02-10T11:04:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:30:46.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Cili Padi Cili Api</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SZD-XqpsE2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5mo3D8BVHMM/s1600-h/chillies10a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301016443954664290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SZD-XqpsE2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5mo3D8BVHMM/s400/chillies10a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyone who lives with me knows that I LOVE to eat chillies. I don't eat all kinds of chillies. The one that I eat is &lt;a href="http://www.nature.com.my/green/species/cilipadi.htm"&gt;Cili Padi/ Cili Api or the english term is Bird's Eye/ Thai Chili&lt;/a&gt;. My parents always scold me for eating too much but I just can't ressist to taste it's hotness! Usually cili padi is used in Malay and Thai cookings such as in soup, stir fry, stew or as a garnishing. There's also chili pickles and chillies in soy souce. I like everything that has to do with cili padi =D. If you think Malaysia's cili padi is blazing hot, wait till you see the Chilli Heat Index. Cili padi is rated 50,000-100,000 scoville but there are more hotter chilies then Cili Padi! I can't imagine how hot it is! I mean, even though I love to eat cili padi there are times even I can't stand the heat coz its too hot. Imagine it's 10x times hotter then cili padi. For example Naga Jolokia which originated from India is the hottest chilli in the world  with 855,000-1,041,427 scoville rate. OMG... we'll be sweating and crying? lol. My favourite's cili cravings are Tom Yam, Mango Salad, Air Asam, Ikan Masak Asam, Ikan 3 Rasa and sometimes I'll chop in chillies in noodles . Hehee...yang tak sedap pun jadi sedap dengan cili padi. Eating chilies are good for health. Just dont eat too much or you'll have your intestines melted lol. And just for our info, chilli's medical benefit includes the ability to prevent heart attack by increasing heart action without raising blood pressure, thins the blood from cholestrol, detoxify colon, prevent against respiratory infections like flu &amp;amp; cold and had been proposed to be useful in fighting cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-3535025835444806122?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3535025835444806122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/cili-padi-cili-api.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3535025835444806122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3535025835444806122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/cili-padi-cili-api.html' title='Cili Padi Cili Api'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SZD-XqpsE2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5mo3D8BVHMM/s72-c/chillies10a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-4969777461226298388</id><published>2009-02-08T19:33:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:38:59.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>To My Best Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I dedicate this video to you all. I hope this can be a reminder that no matter how busy we are, we should spend some time with our friends. If not always then once in awhile. Spend time with them and show we love them. Sobs sobs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oiGKWoJi5qM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oiGKWoJi5qM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 427px; height: 404px;" class="Poem" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="Title" align="middle"&gt; &lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="ByLine"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;True Best Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Crystal Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" align="center"&gt; &lt;td class="PoemText"&gt;Like a needle in a haystack,&lt;br /&gt;true friends are hard to  find.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm so thankful that I can call you mine.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I need  a shoulder you're there to catch my tears.&lt;br /&gt;You've kept my many  secrets,&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the past four years.&lt;br /&gt;You've been there through my  afflictions,&lt;br /&gt;You've witnessed my defeats.&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember all the good  times,&lt;br /&gt;And pray the bad ones don't repeat.&lt;br /&gt;With you my heart is  honest,&lt;br /&gt;but there's one thing I never told you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything  you've done&lt;br /&gt;There's no one else like you.&lt;br /&gt;No one that could ever be  a&lt;br /&gt;true "best" friend like you! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ana Deana&lt;/span&gt;, my best friend and my ex roomy, I Love U and thank you for being someone I can turn to. You're the only one that truly knows me and everything that I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Intan and Nurul&lt;/span&gt;, my housemates and close friends. Lol! U guys bring the house down! And included in the list of the people who've seen me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sabrina&lt;/span&gt;, friend and future practicum partner. Hope u can join Didi, Intan and Nurul's club soon. Haha. Just don't be surprised of like Intan and Nurul did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Beesya&lt;/span&gt;, a close friend who I've been through her ups and downs. Hope you'll stay strong. And Thanks for being a helping hand when I need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indah&lt;/span&gt;, a close friend who share almost the same interest as me. We love many many things alike and I'm glad we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shakila and Yana Mirah&lt;/span&gt;, close friends since school and the 'bus' trio. Thanks for being the coolest company when we're riding our 8 hours trip back to our hometown. Without u guys, bus rides sure are boring .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;All TESL girls&lt;/span&gt;, 5 years of friendship. Stay united! TESL the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiGKWoJi5qM"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-4969777461226298388?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4969777461226298388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-best-friends.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4969777461226298388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4969777461226298388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-best-friends.html' title='To My Best Friends'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-5825102680457308632</id><published>2009-02-06T20:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T02:30:28.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Arts and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299747071678635650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYx74ebSXoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PN20wPRI44c/s320/beads+tulips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299747070245556850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYx74ZFnUnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/NH8sr0Y1nsI/s320/paperflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299747072529910866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYx74hmPzFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GqlCmbfRSME/s320/underwater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Beads Tulips is one of my artwork I did for Visual Art, a minor course that I took. Its a beginner course, so don't expected me to create a Picasso lol. It's suppose to be a mosaic &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYw4SKe1HQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4tLm6NGsFdA/s1600-h/beads+tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;piece. It's a bit messy but I think its pretty and sweet. The beads are expensive!!! Heee... hmm my hands aren't artistic but I did fairly. Both my parents are artistic. They can draw, paint and so much into photography. Their children never got their talent. How sad lols. When I was in primary school my parents send me to an art class. I don't remember much but I remember I can draw back then. I can colour well too. Now... give me crayons I'll give u disaster!!! I was exposed to art since little, and although I can't make good arts but I can appreciate arts. ^^ Anyway Paperflower is supposedly to be a collage and Underwater looks like a child's drawing lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-5825102680457308632?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5825102680457308632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/arts-and-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5825102680457308632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/5825102680457308632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/arts-and-me.html' title='Arts and Me'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYx74ebSXoI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PN20wPRI44c/s72-c/beads+tulips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-2339233986103881191</id><published>2009-02-05T23:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:25:41.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>A Good Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A GOOD GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My name is Syazzy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everyday I am busy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love my mommy and daddy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My best friend is Diddy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everyday I help my mom to cook,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In the evening, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I help my brother to read his book,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;That shows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;by Intan, Fiza, Didi, Alyaa, Ayu, Shima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYsKT1iH5SI/AAAAAAAAADw/e0b_UsvS_cM/s1600-h/teacher.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299340722435515682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYsKT1iH5SI/AAAAAAAAADw/e0b_UsvS_cM/s320/teacher.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lol doesn't it sounds cheesy? Haha. Well, this children poem is written by my groupmates for a task in our micro-teaching project. We were the participants in a teaching demo and were asked to act like year 4 pupils. erk...not easy to act like 10 years old ok! =.= we were too intelligent for a 10 years old... but anyway we had fun doing the children activities =D. It was amusing trying to make ourself to sound like 10 years old. Hee... &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYsKT1iH5SI/AAAAAAAAADw/e0b_UsvS_cM/s1600-h/teacher.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYsKT1iH5SI/AAAAAAAAADw/e0b_UsvS_cM/s1600-h/teacher.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYsKT1iH5SI/AAAAAAAAADw/e0b_UsvS_cM/s1600-h/teacher.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYsKCIDjA5I/AAAAAAAAADo/F_kVYTvVnnA/s1600-h/teacher.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-2339233986103881191?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2339233986103881191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2339233986103881191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/2339233986103881191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-girl.html' title='A Good Girl'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYsKT1iH5SI/AAAAAAAAADw/e0b_UsvS_cM/s72-c/teacher.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-8680904589780528676</id><published>2009-02-04T23:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:31:11.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Animals Warning Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYnCThSAoDI/AAAAAAAAADg/sasfiHY9QR4/s1600-h/P1020889.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYnCTR_ZeQI/AAAAAAAAADY/pF3HVtvtSVE/s1600-h/P1020880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298980073080715522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYnCTR_ZeQI/AAAAAAAAADY/pF3HVtvtSVE/s320/P1020880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYnCTNjCCCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lMNwie0QBXs/s1600-h/P1020752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298980071887996962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYnCTNjCCCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/lMNwie0QBXs/s320/P1020752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last week on Chinese New Year, my dad drive us all to an 8 hours journey to the eastern coast of Malaysia, I noticed there were a lot of animal warning signs. Too bad I didnt get any chance of seeing elephants or deers crossing the road. The highway to go to the east is situated on the Titiwangsa Mountain Range so basically we had to go through the rainforest, up and down the mountains and cross the Pulau Banding Lake bridge. We saw some 'orang asli' the aborigines, we passed the Ranger Base on top of the mountain but not any wildlife. The JKR, or the Public Works Department planted a kind of tree near the highway not knowing that the elephants love to eat them. Elephants have very strong memory. They can remember a person for 20-50 years, thats if they live that long. I remembered my teacher told me a story of a family of an elephant. A hunter killed a baby elephant and the papa elephant saw the man who killed his baby. 20 years later, the papa elephant went to a village to get some nice banana leaves and he saw the same man on the banana farm. The papa elephant went on rampage and stomp on the man. The man died. Moral of the story: Don't mess with elephants, they will remember your face. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-8680904589780528676?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8680904589780528676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/animals-warning-signs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8680904589780528676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/8680904589780528676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/animals-warning-signs.html' title='Animals Warning Signs'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYnCTR_ZeQI/AAAAAAAAADY/pF3HVtvtSVE/s72-c/P1020880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-373606620081270770</id><published>2009-02-04T22:52:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:38:36.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tech Thing'/><title type='text'>Yay! I've Got A New Mobile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYm2NXr1jrI/AAAAAAAAADI/C2mQZEFztQ0/s1600-h/w350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298966777390534322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYm2NXr1jrI/AAAAAAAAADI/C2mQZEFztQ0/s400/w350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After for so long using my dad's old worn out mobile phone I finally manage to get a new one. =D I feel awesome. Haha. Last December my house was robbed and the robber taken my beloved laptop Acer Aspire 5500z, my Celcom wireless broadband modem and my mobile phone Sony Ericsson W610. Budget was tight so I didn't get a new phone immediately. And today I asked my friends Diana, Sabrina and Min to help me survey/buy a new phone and so we went to few shops. First thing I saw on the display was Sony Ericsson W350 Walkman Series mobile phone. It doesnt look like a phone, it looked more like a MP4 player and it was funky. Funky and Ice Blue =P. The price wasn't so expensive due to not having 3G function. I dont mind since I'm not using any 3G service. So far I'm satisfied with all Sony.E gadgets. I've used 2 Sony.E product before this and the most important function for me is the Walkman function. Why? Coz I love music. By using Sony Technologies, Sony.E phones tend to have better sound audibility. It doesn't crack and just perfect for me. So, buy Sony.E phones if u're into music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-373606620081270770?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/373606620081270770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay-ive-got-new-mobile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/373606620081270770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/373606620081270770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay-ive-got-new-mobile.html' title='Yay! I&apos;ve Got A New Mobile.'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYm2NXr1jrI/AAAAAAAAADI/C2mQZEFztQ0/s72-c/w350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-3422553753127134230</id><published>2009-01-31T22:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:08:16.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tech Thing'/><title type='text'>MSN Version 2009</title><content type='html'>Hiya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wanted a new version of MSN 2009 u guys can download here. It has cooler skin and a better interface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filehippo.com/download_msn_messenger/"&gt;Download MSN Messenger from FileHippo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also notice that some people are having problem connecting their Yahoo Messenger. I have no idea whats the problem. I can connect both MSN and YM fine. You can try download different version of YM at the FileHippo.com or if it still doesn't work try the alternatives. It also can be use in the office if you're scared your boss will find out your chatting. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meebo.com/"&gt;Meebo.com&lt;/a&gt; - You can login MSN, YM, AIM, Myspace at the same time! Yeap, all accounts at the same time theres no need to open so many clients for different accounts. But of course limited service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ebuddy.com/"&gt;ebuddy.com&lt;/a&gt; - You can choose to login any of these accounts MSN, YM, AIM, GTalk, ICQ etc at a time. Limited service also but who cares as long as you can go online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 250px" src="http://www.ebuddy.com/widgets/loginbox/custom_login.html?version=small" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chatting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-3422553753127134230?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3422553753127134230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/msn-version-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3422553753127134230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/3422553753127134230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/msn-version-2009.html' title='MSN Version 2009'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4093848084999839558.post-4651335520569837049</id><published>2009-01-29T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:09:48.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Cute Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wFYtHPp1c9c&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;OMG. Isn't this the cutest cat ever? The eyes so round. Makes &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYGysaoEvrI/AAAAAAAAACI/54xHwxHmm3M/s1600-h/bnw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296711112895807154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYGysaoEvrI/AAAAAAAAACI/54xHwxHmm3M/s200/bnw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me feel want to grab it and cuddle it right away. Cats are adorable and my family keep some cats. But we always end up losing them. 3 cats died in car accident. Hit and run. Sobs. The last cat was sick so it went away to die. T.T and our current cat just move out...erk yea he decided to go migrate to the market near our house. He didn't come home for a couple of weeks. What on earth LOL. I think he got scared after I took him to the vet for his vaccination. Bad cat!!! We still got old Epit. The oldest cat in the house. He's quite dangerous. Even I'm scared of him. Last time he bit me real bad that I had 2 punctured holes in my arm. I still got the scar. It was really scary. Blood was &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYGysSBl4CI/AAAAAAAAACA/3ijobuRIaDg/s1600-h/PHTO0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296711110586916898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYGysSBl4CI/AAAAAAAAACA/3ijobuRIaDg/s200/PHTO0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;splurting out like fountain. My dad took me to the clinic to get a shot after that. I'm terrified of old Epit even now. Meow??? The cat on the bed is Epit when he's smaller and not so terrifying, in the baskett is Cik Yuk who ran away from home. Both is white and looked the same lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4093848084999839558-4651335520569837049?l=livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4651335520569837049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/cute-cats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4651335520569837049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4093848084999839558/posts/default/4651335520569837049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifejournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/cute-cats.html' title='Cute Cats'/><author><name>Syazzies</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14056236468665163552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYyg5uBKHbI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BSAFGDzWbcY/S220/avasyazzy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F4seo3F1gEc/SYGysaoEvrI/AAAAAAAAACI/54xHwxHmm3M/s72-c/bnw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
