<?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-1461301033338236999</id><updated>2012-01-21T13:02:46.609+08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='sweet memories'/><category term='Exchange programme - Melbourne'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='MUPhaS'/><category term='workshop'/><category term='likes'/><category term='Gang'/><category term='random'/><category term='gadget'/><category term='event'/><category term='dedication'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='working'/><category term='you'/><category term='Greetings'/><category term='happy =)'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='food'/><category term='sy speaks'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='family'/><category term='bottom of my heart'/><category term='article'/><category term='College Life'/><category term='someday I&apos;ll read back and smile at my silliness'/><category term='outing'/><category term='Uni life'/><category term='Nuffnang'/><title type='text'>Desirable Perfectionist</title><subtitle type='html'>sophisticated pleasures of life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>319</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-311868743078075847</id><published>2012-01-21T13:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T13:02:46.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>CNY mood!</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling really neutral since I came back. I only laughed and talked a lot with my arses and my cousies but that was good enough. I enjoy to be with my family again. I feel so delighted each time I BBM or receive calls from my best friend in Aussie. I finished my errands such as servicing the car and getting my hair done =P. I'm loving my new hair colour now. Haha! Went to so many places with mom just to get her little piece of bathroom towel which we failed to get one until now. I wonder where all the nice towels gone to. Those currently in the market looked horrible. =/ No, I don't wanna sound like an aunty. Anyway, things were pretty much done except that I have no idea what to wear for CNY as I did not buy any clothes specifically for CNY and I still have to help my mom out with the last minute spring cleaning which I certainly hate very much yet I have no choice but to do it every year. Tell me to wash the clothes, sweep the floor, I'm totally fine with it but NOT wiping! I hate having to wash the towel and wipe again and again till my fingers crinkle. I still do it anyhow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday morning I went to studio to collect my Ang Pao and Oranges. Yes! I've got my first red packet! Wee~ then went around hunting for towels again but to no avail. So came home and started cleaning the house. Wash, wipe, climb up, climb down, wash, wipe, up, down. For 2 hours. I was so exhausted for climbing. At night, while I was scrolling through my whatsapp list and I just randomly texted a primary school classmate. Well, I have the habit to press my phone before I sleep. LOL. So, I haven't been speaking to him for some time and the first thing he wrote to me was "omgosh, sue yen msg me!&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; this year must be 2012&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I laughed. How is that related to 2012? The world's gonna end if I ever text someone? LOL! funny guy. It was really nice catching up with him. I felt so outdated as he's in Germany right now and he quited his previous job like 2 years ago. -_- I also had conversations with a couple of friends whom I used to chat with but not so often now. It's really nice to hear from them again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr's CNY eve already! Half year ago, I was sad to leave here yet excited to go to Melbourne. Half year passed and here I am back home for a week already, preparing to welcome this long awaited festival. I'm in CNY mood!! What about you guys??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I should do the cleaning again. That's it for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all of you out there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&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/1461301033338236999-311868743078075847?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/311868743078075847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=311868743078075847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/311868743078075847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/311868743078075847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2012/01/cny-mood.html' title='CNY mood!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Jalan Sungai Jati, 41200 Klang, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.009497 101.471796</georss:point><georss:box>2.99364 101.452055 3.025354 101.491537</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3385045960934491784</id><published>2012-01-14T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T16:55:54.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>LOSE WEIGHT!</title><content type='html'>Hi there everyone! As mentioned in the title, I'm so gonna lost weight by March! I clearly couldn't lose 5kg in 2 months time otherwise I'll be the biggest loser in Taman Evergreen but at least let me lose 3kg please! It's so obvious that I'm in pear shape now. =( I want hmm, papaya shape? LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing weight is like one of the hardest task to be accomplished! I bet all girls would say that. It's either you don't eat or, yeah, you just don't eat. But food is one of the strongest temptation, it's extrememly irresistable! And as for tonight's dinner, I'll be having KFC + Pizza. How can you resist it??? So yummylicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm just gonna update my journey to lose 3kg here so that I can constantly remind myself not to eat soooooooo much. just so much would be enough. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3385045960934491784?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3385045960934491784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3385045960934491784&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3385045960934491784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3385045960934491784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2012/01/lose-weight.html' title='LOSE WEIGHT!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Lorong Temenggung 15, 41200 Klang, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.007932 101.483809</georss:point><georss:box>3.00595 101.4813415 3.0099139999999998 101.48627649999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-8932261636487958409</id><published>2012-01-13T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T16:53:50.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet memories'/><title type='text'>Back to reality!</title><content type='html'>The past 6 months had been like a dream. Never thought that I would have the chance to live a life out of Malaysia for this long, and I really like Melbourne despite the fact that the shops close really early and the only night life will always be accompanied by alcohol and music. Chocolate cafes close at about 11pm. So for those who don't consume alcohol, it would prolly be really boring to stay in every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I've never been to clubbing in Malaysia but I went for the first time in Melbourne for Merdeka event. Was supposed to see Namewee there. Unfortunately my dear friend was drunk and we had to get out so didn't get to see him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRWfKUYsVqg/Tw_f1ug0xzI/AAAAAAAACQ8/wacx0uXV8sM/s1600/DSCN1815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRWfKUYsVqg/Tw_f1ug0xzI/AAAAAAAACQ8/wacx0uXV8sM/s640/DSCN1815.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Later on I went to club again for about 3 times? The first time I wasn't really used to it. Then I started liking it simply because clubbing is just dancing to me. I love dancing and so, I kinda like clubbing too. Some people might think it's just an excuse but I believe everyone has different opinions, yeah?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't really do the house chores back at home. I don't know how to cook anything other than instant noodle, not even rice! I don't wash the clothes. But after staying for 6 months in Melbourne, I've learned to be more independent. At least now I know how to cook simple dishes. It may not taste very good, but still acceptable. I hand washed my clothes all the time. Learned to use washing machine and dryer too. Maintain the cleanliness of the toilet which I couldn't have bothered back at home. There's always dearest mummy to clean the mess we left. I think I learned a lot. Learned to depend on myself and not others. That's really one important lesson that I learn. Also, to appreciate my true friends and family. I missed them so much when I was away. It made me realised who are my true friends and how important friends and family are to me. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ygR965Bcdro/Tw_jHA5f0LI/AAAAAAAACRE/0w5bdaOvFEU/s1600/DSCN1944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ygR965Bcdro/Tw_jHA5f0LI/AAAAAAAACRE/0w5bdaOvFEU/s640/DSCN1944.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9efbcfjI374/Tw_jZ8PoB4I/AAAAAAAACRM/271KPAhEDXk/s1600/P1010960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9efbcfjI374/Tw_jZ8PoB4I/AAAAAAAACRM/271KPAhEDXk/s640/P1010960.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One thing I'm really grateful for is to meet heaps of new people there. The noisy gang who sit behind us in lecture theater. They are a really big group and the noisiest of all. But they are just more than helpful and kind people who invited us (the exchange students) to join them for dinner and birthday celebrations. It's really fun to be around them even though they are just noisy! hahaha! I enjoyed every moment with them!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another group of friends would be the clayton people. They are a bunch of lame people,*oops* haha nevertheless I still have lotsa fun with them too because their lame jokes can be really funny at times. -_- so lame!! hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mfF4wn4f8F0/Tw_n2lX9wrI/AAAAAAAACRU/CCSIlusfyG8/s1600/DSC00140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mfF4wn4f8F0/Tw_n2lX9wrI/AAAAAAAACRU/CCSIlusfyG8/s640/DSC00140.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305805_2296313094665_1454232173_32572322_1230430678_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I was watching drama while blogging, now I forgotten what I wanted to blog about*.....*thinks*.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after my exam, I went to Gold Coast and Sydney. Gold Coast was fun with all the thrilled rides. We went for each and every one of it. We were kinda freaked out by just looking at the rides at first. But thanks to the guys eventually almost everyone got their butts on the rides and boy it was exciting! After that dad came for a week and we went touring around melbourne. Was really tiring but fun at the same time. Next I went to Sydney and stayed at my cousin's place. Sadly the weather wasn't good. It drizzled and rained and so we made changes to our plan. Nonetheless, I had great time there with good food and nice view of the place. I think Sydney is much nicer than Melbourne, but the public transport in Melbourne is way better than in Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gOlWuOpIviA/Tw_sYk5Jh6I/AAAAAAAACRc/nRMmbfCis6k/s1600/DSC00155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gOlWuOpIviA/Tw_sYk5Jh6I/AAAAAAAACRc/nRMmbfCis6k/s640/DSC00155.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-afwiQhxakTY/Tw_tGq9im0I/AAAAAAAACRk/jjYGgRAp_TE/s1600/P1020828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-afwiQhxakTY/Tw_tGq9im0I/AAAAAAAACRk/jjYGgRAp_TE/s640/P1020828.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FQoXGPRxGEs/Tw_tVaggB_I/AAAAAAAACRs/sIvy3a8RIEk/s1600/IMG_0268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FQoXGPRxGEs/Tw_tVaggB_I/AAAAAAAACRs/sIvy3a8RIEk/s640/IMG_0268.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks later, my mom and siblings came. And this time around was more relaxing for me because I just recommend them to go on tour. When they went for day tours that I've been to, I got the time to rest. Nyehehehe.We ate so much! We went for all the chocolates, desserts, all types of food from Vietnamese to Thai to Jap to Italian to Aussie breakfast. Everything's sooooo good! Now I'm missing those food already. I think I've add on 5kg in total. Not just 4.5kg. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm blogging at home now. And missing every part of Melbourne. The only thing that Malaysia beats Melbie would be the toilet. There isn't a single hose in the toilet in Melbie! WHY?! I can't believe I survived there 6 months without hose. EW! My goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, this is basically about Aussie. Everything's good. Friendly people. EXCEPT for the fitness first QV. NEVER ever go there! NEVERRRRR~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's about it yeah. I'll update more often! Have a great year ahead peeps!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-8932261636487958409?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/8932261636487958409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=8932261636487958409&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8932261636487958409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8932261636487958409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to reality!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRWfKUYsVqg/Tw_f1ug0xzI/AAAAAAAACQ8/wacx0uXV8sM/s72-c/DSCN1815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Lorong Temenggung 15, 41200 Klang, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.007932 101.48380900000006</georss:point><georss:box>3.0074834999999998 101.48364600000006 3.0083805 101.48397200000007</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-2425762083722566033</id><published>2011-11-15T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:13:50.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottom of my heart'/><title type='text'>Some things are worth fighting for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are so many important things in life. Be it your career, your family, your future and also, the love of your life. We somehow wish that everything will be perfect, and last forever. But fairy tales don't exist. Bear that in mind. Things don't always go your way, and they don't always have a happy ending. You gotta learn to accept whatever that may come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is the most beautiful sunset I've seen. I love the beach, the sound of the waves. It brings peace and serenity. 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I threw only one very small piece and all of them flew to that small piece, competing with each other just to get that chip. They fought for it. Then I threw a handful of chips so that the other birds could have a bite as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aqa2G5_CU20/TsIiNM2skjI/AAAAAAAACPk/KV6inw9sRv0/s1600/Melbourne-20111114-01926.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aqa2G5_CU20/TsIiNM2skjI/AAAAAAAACPk/KV6inw9sRv0/s640/Melbourne-20111114-01926.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular bird here, tried for so hard and so long just to get the chip. See the yellow thingy there? yes that one small piece. It didn't give up and finally it managed to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are worth fighting for. The effort and patience you put in just for that one small hope, like that one small piece of chip. The bird got its chip, but I lost my hope. I thought I could give it another try, You know, when that little hope vanish, it's time to let go and stop holding on to your unrealistic dream that will never come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-2425762083722566033?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/2425762083722566033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=2425762083722566033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2425762083722566033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2425762083722566033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-things-are-worth-fighting-for.html' title='Some things are worth fighting for'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcah07fwMPk/TsIiEoDSaOI/AAAAAAAACPc/K-ZjzXcZXQ8/s72-c/Melbourne-20111114-01925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Melbourne VIC, Australia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-37.8131869 144.96297960000004</georss:point><georss:box>-37.8407884 144.94416010000003 -37.785585399999995 144.98179910000005</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-775307953982944598</id><published>2011-11-12T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T14:19:53.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedication'/><title type='text'>be happy!</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps! Here are a few songs worth listening. I have been listening to them over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song somehow touched me emotionally. I couldn't describe exactly how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N6O2ncUKvlg" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, I dedicate to my lao poS! It's for the 3 of you. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DXvMT_mVbqw" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this is for the girls who just turned single again out there. Love is not everything. Be happy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zHRZajpc6VE" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-775307953982944598?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/775307953982944598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=775307953982944598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/775307953982944598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/775307953982944598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/11/be-happy.html' title='be happy!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/N6O2ncUKvlg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Melbourne VIC, Australia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-37.8131869 144.96297960000004</georss:point><georss:box>-37.8407884 144.94416010000003 -37.785585399999995 144.98179910000005</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-419858713828883946</id><published>2011-11-11T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T14:20:34.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy =)'/><title type='text'>The BEST day. thank you =)</title><content type='html'>IT'S SUMMER BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A RELIEF!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HOLIDAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester was really tough, and the stress level gone up so high till the extend I felt like giving up and crying. I almost gave up, but thank goodness I didn't and I managed to pull through, I think I'll pass all 4 units. *ti kong boh pee ah* Yes I will pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Drug Delivery exam on my very 21st birthday. Never in my life I have any papers on my birthday, it's either before or after. AND ON MY FREAKING 21ST BDAY I HAD EXAM! A friend of mine told me to write this,"today is my birthday, give me full marks". LOL! And that friend of mine has the same birthday as me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first person to wish me was Wei Lun. Thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;The first person from Malaysia to wish me was Lip Yong. Thank you too =)&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I was kinda disappointed at first why didn't my family nor my gang wished me at 12am AUS! I was waiting and waiting. BUT NOOO! So Fine, I slept off and was awaken by the bbm msg tone. Then I read everyone's wished and instantly smile. =D I couldn't sleep after that. I think it took me an hour to go back into my slumberland again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, Sarah was the first one to wish me! and she gave me a lovely pair of ear rings. I was a lil blur at that time because I just woke up. LOL. But thanks so much Sarah! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many people knew it was my birthday till they see the reminder on fb. I KNEW IT! HAHAHA! Anyway, Wei Mann got into the train and the first thing she did was wishing me Happy Birthday. Thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sat for that paper and came home. Nothing special, really. Then I got my present from Wei Lun and my dearest SISSY! "she assigned a mission to someone", sissy, sounds familiar? HAHAHA! Thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner at lygon steak house. Well, I thought all entrees come in big portion just like what I had in the italian restaurant, but was rather surprise to see such a SMALL portion. Just nice to fill my big tummy! Haha, went home then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was about to come out from the toilet, the moment I slided open the door and all I heard was "HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY!!!!" I got shocked and actually sticked myself to the wall!!! LOL! Amelia was holding a plate with a slice of mocha chocolate cake with Eunice beside, Sarah with her phone and Xin Rou. All of them were laughing at my reaction! OH &amp;nbsp;NOOO~ okay, I think I wouldn't described further what had happened. Anyway, I'm soooo thankful and grateful!! I know it was an impromptu one but that's what make the surprise a success. AND THANK YOU GIRLS SOOO MUCH! I know, I've repeated the word thank you many times because one or twice isn't enough to express my gratitude. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my cousie Jin Yen wrote a post in her blog specially for me!!! I like her poem! we're growing old together. HAHAHA. thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro, he actually posted a video of smurf singing birthday song on my fb wall. HOW DOES HE KNOW ABOUT ME AND SMURF?? DID HE STALK ME?? HAHA! thank you =) anyway, my smurf family, the 3 of u, should check out that video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ching Yee dedicated a blog post to m too! With the very cute pictures!! love it!! Thank you=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's basically how my day ended. A very simple but meaningful birthday. =)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the wishes people! I like my 21st. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is totally out of my expectation. All this while I was hoping to have a 21st party at my home, with all my family and friends around, me busying entertaining people and all. I even hesitated to apply for exchange just because of my birthday. I'm sure not everyone sees the importance of turning 21 like how I do, but my hopes were high. I wanna make it the best celebration ever for myself. OH WELL. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-419858713828883946?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/419858713828883946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=419858713828883946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/419858713828883946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/419858713828883946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/11/best-day.html' title='The BEST day. thank you =)'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Melbourne VIC, Australia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-37.8131869 144.96297960000004</georss:point><georss:box>-37.8407884 144.94416010000003 -37.785585399999995 144.98179910000005</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1485637275046250718</id><published>2011-11-05T13:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T14:20:15.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exchange programme - Melbourne'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys! It's a sunny day and I'm stuck in my room dating notes but mehhh, ditched it a lil while and come to my site! Should go down for a walk later since the weather is good today. Been having ruuning nose for the past few nights, seriously that sucks much. I gotta wrap myself and cover my nose and but still my nose didn't behave very well. Which is even worse when you actually have to sniff and wipe every few minutes and it seriously distracted me much from focusing on my revision that I can hardly get anything into my brain with all the effort trying to stop my leaky nose. I haven't been rambling much recently, have I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with 2 papers and now left another 2 more papers. One will be on my birthday and another one is on friday which is really not fun at all that exam wil be my 21st present never once exam falls on my birthday it's either before or after but why 21st? Great. So since I got this paper please let me score too okay? thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-1485637275046250718?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1485637275046250718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1485637275046250718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1485637275046250718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1485637275046250718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/11/hey-guys-its-sunny-day-and-im-stuck-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Melbourne VIC, Australia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-37.8131869 144.96297960000004</georss:point><georss:box>-37.8407884 144.94416010000003 -37.785585399999995 144.98179910000005</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3691886895486083529</id><published>2011-10-31T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T15:46:23.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gang'/><title type='text'>Specially dedicated to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MY DEAREST SCORPIO DARLING!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It all started during form 4 when I got to know this amazing friend of mine. We were in the same school, our classes were just side by side, yet we didn't know each other until we went for tuition at Delta Eng Ann when she sat at the row behind me. That's how we got to know each other. And weird enough, we only got close after high school. Till today, I wonder how the 4 of us became so close. Like how? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-34ksmMtujrM/Tq5HtoMcFgI/AAAAAAAACOE/Ml7YLYP4ytE/s1600/3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-34ksmMtujrM/Tq5HtoMcFgI/AAAAAAAACOE/Ml7YLYP4ytE/s640/3.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above was taken when we were 17 and celebrating Sue Li's 17th birthday. I didn't actually realize the 4 of us had taken photo together with Sue Li until I looked back at our pictures. I'm kinda like trying to poke Shan's nose. HAHAHA. And we were just 17, we didn't bother about our image! Hence, all the funny look of us. Sze, remember we prefects always say "jaga imej!"? Haha! We were the ones who don't! LOL. And you were so thin back then. Oh my, and I just notice our clothing matched very well! Agree? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BNiilgW9tmo/Tq5IK8pLGcI/AAAAAAAACOM/ma-tuDA_AXI/s1600/050720081013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BNiilgW9tmo/Tq5IK8pLGcI/AAAAAAAACOM/ma-tuDA_AXI/s640/050720081013.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this picture was taken in 2008 when we were 18. You guys must have remembered where this was taken by the look of the background right? Yeah, couldn't really remember why did we gathered but guessing it was just another yum cha session? I was back from NS then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4XgdXZArQA/Tq5IgscwAEI/AAAAAAAACOU/lMIGiZVrNBA/s1600/DSC01818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4XgdXZArQA/Tq5IgscwAEI/AAAAAAAACOU/lMIGiZVrNBA/s640/DSC01818.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture!! HAHAHA! Sal looked so damn blur! Thanks to my good skills I managed to capture this precious moment of hers! teehee! This was the gathering we had before I left for NS at Eng Ann mamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGjXmp4ZmZU/Tq5I8F49JhI/AAAAAAAACOc/3WwlP8bJgXY/s1600/CIMG0118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGjXmp4ZmZU/Tq5I8F49JhI/AAAAAAAACOc/3WwlP8bJgXY/s640/CIMG0118.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, was our BBQ steamboat at BBK. What's that place called again? I can't remember. Anyway, we ate and camwhore like no one's business! So many silly pictures of us, but not for you guys to see. Not gonna upload any of those! It's only for the 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YV0PkMYS3xE/Tq5JqCjb7II/AAAAAAAACOk/H--W1G5Cp10/s1600/P1000070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YV0PkMYS3xE/Tq5JqCjb7II/AAAAAAAACOk/H--W1G5Cp10/s640/P1000070.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sal, we celebrated your 18th birthday at Station One! Seriously, I have no idea what are you doing! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSCRgqhXlWo/Tq5J4YffbxI/AAAAAAAACOs/s1iLiCrTJxg/s1600/P1010665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSCRgqhXlWo/Tq5J4YffbxI/AAAAAAAACOs/s1iLiCrTJxg/s640/P1010665.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was your 19th birthday at AEON! I still remember how Shan and I ran and hid from you guys just to set up the cake and all. I know you love us, don't you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AwvXKSbnKJY/Tq5KSSe6T3I/AAAAAAAACO0/Mh9oawksixM/s1600/P1010578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AwvXKSbnKJY/Tq5KSSe6T3I/AAAAAAAACO0/Mh9oawksixM/s640/P1010578.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what we were trying to recall a couple of hours ago, we celebrated our 20th together at my place! And the 2 of them actually drew the fan for us. SZE DIDN'T EVEN REMEMBER HUH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LaV4fQqtQJg/Tq5K-MPUVgI/AAAAAAAACPE/2QkWh_t6Kmo/s1600/Kapar-20110326-00167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LaV4fQqtQJg/Tq5K-MPUVgI/AAAAAAAACPE/2QkWh_t6Kmo/s640/Kapar-20110326-00167.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OH OH, remember we woke up so early and queued up so long just for McD breakfast offer? HAHA, we are sooooo greedy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7FIxihWH4kY/Tq5LYX7N7jI/AAAAAAAACPM/U1mk67-M7UA/s1600/Klang-20110325-00161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7FIxihWH4kY/Tq5LYX7N7jI/AAAAAAAACPM/U1mk67-M7UA/s640/Klang-20110325-00161.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And we had our one and only beer session at Overtime! "Dai go lui lah", must learn how to drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_8TalOuRUY/Tq5Kc6usuqI/AAAAAAAACO8/DTiuZeze8o8/s1600/230397_1885926680773_1619586201_1779455_5876209_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9_8TalOuRUY/Tq5Kc6usuqI/AAAAAAAACO8/DTiuZeze8o8/s640/230397_1885926680773_1619586201_1779455_5876209_n.jpg" width="522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;NOW, &amp;nbsp;THIS, is our very first decent and formal picture together! Taken during Sze's brother's wedding. My sis said "the 4 black angels"! And by black, she meant our dress! That's how awesome we can be, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could attend your birthday party. You make me want to fly back to Malaysia right now! Obviously, that's not gonna happen. So right here, I would like to wish you a very extremely perfectly superbly marvellously amazingly awesomest sweetest 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;PP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;21ST&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt; BIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;THD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;AY&lt;/span&gt; SCOPRIO DARLING!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dyq9AaY5SLU/Tq5LpU8u5NI/AAAAAAAACPU/7fdekksHilw/s1600/P1010669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;她其实有点懒　喜欢赖床&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;她其实不太乖　喜欢捣蛋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;她在陌生人面前会很安静很冷漠&lt;br /&gt;在熟人面前却很放肆很霸道&lt;br /&gt;并喜欢没形象的哈哈大笑&lt;br /&gt;不要认为她很粗鲁&lt;br /&gt;她只是很单纯的认为&lt;br /&gt;大家打打闹闹骂骂笑笑&lt;br /&gt;表示更亲切更不分你我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她独立也好强&lt;br /&gt;她宁愿忍受太多的寂寞和痛苦&lt;br /&gt;也不愿意向别人提起&lt;br /&gt;她也会偶尔的忧郁&lt;br /&gt;朋友问她怎么了&lt;br /&gt;她也只会说没事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实……&lt;br /&gt;她只是感觉累了&lt;br /&gt;她只是需要一个拥抱&lt;br /&gt;其实骨子里&amp;nbsp;渴望有一个避风港湾&lt;br /&gt;让她去依靠&lt;br /&gt;但她不会承认&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她必须确定&lt;br /&gt;那个人是否可以承受得了这一切&lt;br /&gt;承受她的撒娇　她的无理取闹&lt;br /&gt;她的倔强　她的悲观&lt;br /&gt;她所有的性格缺陷&lt;br /&gt;且永远不离不弃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有这样&lt;br /&gt;她才放心&lt;br /&gt;放心去继续做自己&lt;br /&gt;不会害怕有一天将要面对失去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果没有&lt;br /&gt;那么她只好继续寂寞和孤独&lt;br /&gt;她对爱情没有安全感&lt;br /&gt;也不会给别人安全感&lt;br /&gt;她爱不起更怕伤害&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她失恋的时候&lt;br /&gt;会在别人面前装的很好&lt;br /&gt;大声的笑　放声的闹&lt;br /&gt;当姐妹心疼的说：&lt;br /&gt;“你没事吧?”&lt;br /&gt;她会放下她所有的骄傲&lt;br /&gt;趴到姐妹怀里哭&lt;br /&gt;哭完了苦笑一声：&lt;br /&gt;“没想到我还会为一个男人哭”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她从来不会在情人面前大声哭泣&lt;br /&gt;除非她真的崩溃了&lt;br /&gt;即使在你爱着她的时候&lt;br /&gt;她也会胡思乱想让自己悲伤&lt;br /&gt;如果你看到她的眼泪&lt;br /&gt;请相信这绝不是她在博取同情&lt;br /&gt;这是内心骄傲的女子不得己的场景&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她想对你负责&lt;br /&gt;同时也希望你对她负责&lt;br /&gt;对自己的过去和未来负责&lt;br /&gt;但请你不要轻易给她承诺和誓言&lt;br /&gt;她很难相信&lt;br /&gt;即使她很难相信&lt;br /&gt;但她还是会选择等待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若她喜欢上你&lt;br /&gt;请你不要在她的世界里消失&lt;br /&gt;她没有更多的要求&lt;br /&gt;不会打扰你的生活&lt;br /&gt;她只是想静静的看着你&lt;br /&gt;当你的观众&lt;br /&gt;仅此而已&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她的伤初始浓烈似酒&lt;br /&gt;很快就会变为一杯水&lt;br /&gt;却让水渗入生活成为点点滴滴&lt;br /&gt;她选择在其中淡定&lt;br /&gt;在其中沉默和内伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她就是这样&lt;br /&gt;强势　霸道　任性&lt;br /&gt;不会讨人欢心&lt;br /&gt;死要面子&lt;br /&gt;她爱朋友多过你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她善变&lt;br /&gt;最耐不住寂寞&lt;br /&gt;却又喜欢假惺惺的&lt;br /&gt;让自己一个人呆着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候她又充满阳光的气息&lt;br /&gt;爱笑爱说话&lt;br /&gt;活蹦乱跳　可爱迷人&lt;br /&gt;她很自私&lt;br /&gt;只愿意与人同甘&lt;br /&gt;不愿意让别人跟她共苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她习惯在人前表现的很坚强&lt;br /&gt;一副大女子主义的模样&lt;br /&gt;她会想&lt;br /&gt;遇到真正懂她爱她宠她的人&lt;br /&gt;她就一定会很安静&lt;br /&gt;心甘情愿的安静下来&lt;br /&gt;不烦不闹　按时吃饭睡觉&lt;br /&gt;按时做一切&lt;br /&gt;能安心和他一起做的事情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她从不轻言爱&lt;br /&gt;她的爱很沉默&lt;br /&gt;那并非是因为她缺少那份勇气&lt;br /&gt;在她的心里有一道栅栏&lt;br /&gt;那就是自尊&lt;br /&gt;她看得比生命更尊贵的自尊&lt;br /&gt;她会在真正爱她的人面前&lt;br /&gt;卸掉所有的盔甲和伪装&lt;br /&gt;做个幸福的小女人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她不要求你要做什么&lt;br /&gt;不会无理取闹要你陪着她&lt;br /&gt;她有自己的生活&lt;br /&gt;她给你空间&lt;br /&gt;因为她也需要空间&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她在你面前永远性感调皮&lt;br /&gt;偶尔撒撒娇&lt;br /&gt;跟你玩陌生人的游戏&lt;br /&gt;在你的朋友面前从来大方得体&lt;br /&gt;微笑的依偎在你身边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她不让你给她买这买那&lt;br /&gt;但是心里却会为你私自买给她的礼物&lt;br /&gt;而暗自开心&lt;br /&gt;因为女人觉得那是你的宠爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她在意的是你的心&lt;br /&gt;你若真心&lt;br /&gt;她必然实意&lt;br /&gt;最起码&lt;br /&gt;你表现的真心&lt;br /&gt;能让她感觉得到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这样的她&lt;br /&gt;只有懂她的人才会得到她的好&lt;br /&gt;如果你没有绝对的真心&lt;br /&gt;请别爱她&lt;br /&gt;因为她最怕没安全感&lt;br /&gt;害怕失去平衡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;你确定你懂她吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;不要束缚着她 否则她将折断自己的翅膀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;安分的呆在你身旁 你却一辈子也不会快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Reference : Ching Yee. Dream a little Dream of Me - Secret Garden. Updated 23rd Oct 2011 [cited 24 Oct 2011]. Available from:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://qingyisimplelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://qingyisimplelife.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-6873175543811276212?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/6873175543811276212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=6873175543811276212&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6873175543811276212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6873175543811276212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Melbourne VIC, Australia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-37.8131869 144.96297960000004</georss:point><georss:box>-37.8407884 144.94416010000003 -37.785585399999995 144.98179910000005</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1161466920001323821</id><published>2011-10-23T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:36:44.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exchange programme - Melbourne'/><title type='text'>At times like this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just the same ol' habit of mine, to update my blog at the wrong time. By wrong time, I only refer to times when I should be nerding but, like I mentioned on fb status before, I don't understand how nerds survive?! Facing the book day and night, while the longest I can stare at notes is for 2 hours that's it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's mango season! Bought this kensington mango the other day and finished up all alone! It was so tasty! I somehow miss bananas =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-mq0CsAfoI/TqO-DkZdE6I/AAAAAAAACMM/w8YviWGQ8p8/s1600/Melbourne-20111015-01784.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-mq0CsAfoI/TqO-DkZdE6I/AAAAAAAACMM/w8YviWGQ8p8/s640/Melbourne-20111015-01784.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed my FREE mocha too as I bought the starbucks tumbler. Ooh la la~. My favourite mocha frap! But the mocha here is a lil different, you really get to taste both coffee and chocolate, unlike those in Malaysia where it's like 70% chocolate and 30% coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lF749Lf7Vl4/TqO-GUO_U1I/AAAAAAAACMU/nCIA9rHC_pk/s1600/Melbourne-20111019-01804.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lF749Lf7Vl4/TqO-GUO_U1I/AAAAAAAACMU/nCIA9rHC_pk/s640/Melbourne-20111019-01804.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yeah, Sue, that's me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went for hanaichi after gym session to satisfy my craving. This is Kay's chicken! Had a great time taking the day off and relax. Doing things I enjoy. Oh, yeah eating has never been out of my favourite list. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2i-y7uzxxoQ/TqO-JZAfAUI/AAAAAAAACMc/dZouTgvY8YU/s1600/Melbourne-20111020-01805.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2i-y7uzxxoQ/TqO-JZAfAUI/AAAAAAAACMc/dZouTgvY8YU/s640/Melbourne-20111020-01805.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last day of uni, which marks the end of year 2 sem 2 and what's left is 4 papers of final exam, we had tutorial and dispensing exam on the very same day. And the day didn't end well for me. Just few minutes before my exam, I lost my student ID. My very kind lecturer Safeera went searching for my student ID with me. She was really too kind to actually comfort me and look for it with me instead of barring me from the exam. I'm really grateful for that. And dispensing exam didn't go well either, it was rather confusing for me. Kinda emo that night too. LOL. But now that it's over, I'll just focus on my finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the cute froggie below, my Integrated tutor, Adrian, gave each of us a Freddo/Freddy frog (i think that's what it is called). So nice of him =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6wJUqqni6E/TqO-KstIRdI/AAAAAAAACMg/9u48OWwBwDc/s1600/Melbourne-20111021-01806.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X6wJUqqni6E/TqO-KstIRdI/AAAAAAAACMg/9u48OWwBwDc/s640/Melbourne-20111021-01806.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so today I had a walk in the city alone. ( I do that very often and honestly, I like to be alone at times). I wanted to redeem the free coffee initially, yeah, I think I got a lot of free stuff here but too bad, the shop was closed. So walked around aimlessly feeling life is not meaningful like a child who lost her direction not knowing where to go. Okay, I was just exaggerating. But I did realise a very important thing!&lt;br /&gt;"As much as I like and will miss Melbourne when I'm back to Malaysia, it's rather pointless to be here without my family and the 3 of you! Yes 3 Smurfy yous."&lt;br /&gt;What I meant was to be here permanently as in to migrate here. I didn't say that I want to migrate here&lt;i&gt; larrrrr&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Then, I called fan po and talked to her for an hour. Whenever I'm down or emo, all I have to do is to talk to anyone of them. And I wanna say, I really miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3czYe1JHAro/TqO-Op7UPlI/AAAAAAAACMs/UUXSSrvFOZ4/s1600/Melbourne-20111023-01807.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3czYe1JHAro/TqO-Op7UPlI/AAAAAAAACMs/UUXSSrvFOZ4/s640/Melbourne-20111023-01807.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss me back okay!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it for now! Have a nice day peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-1161466920001323821?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1161466920001323821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1161466920001323821&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1161466920001323821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1161466920001323821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/10/at-times-like-this.html' title='At times like this'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-mq0CsAfoI/TqO-DkZdE6I/AAAAAAAACMM/w8YviWGQ8p8/s72-c/Melbourne-20111015-01784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Melbourne VIC, Australia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-37.8131869 144.96297960000004</georss:point><georss:box>-37.8407884 144.94416010000003 -37.785585399999995 144.98179910000005</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-2456534325593838370</id><published>2011-10-18T19:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T19:56:44.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exchange programme - Melbourne'/><title type='text'>Melbourne 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello everyone! I just did my drug delivery test today and to relax myself, I decided to update my lil bloggie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This will be another random post about random stuffs that happened here. Just so you don't get bored, here's a chance for you to laugh at my shamefulness. Look at the photo below and what do you think that had happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sC_kplmhIms/Tp1hcdOsV3I/AAAAAAAACLA/IzvjD0h94nc/s1600/IMG-20110922-01686.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sC_kplmhIms/Tp1hcdOsV3I/AAAAAAAACLA/IzvjD0h94nc/s640/IMG-20110922-01686.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well, no, I did not just burn anything in the bowl. It almost got exploded in the microwave. LOL. Okay, so I was heating up 6 pieces of Dim Sims and according to the instruction, the more pieces I put, the longer it takes to heat up. After a few minutes, the pastry was still really dry and it seems like it's still partly frozen. So I left it in the microwave longer and that's when smoke came out and up up to the ceiling. OMG. I quickly stopped it and there went my bowl and dim sims and microwave. The whole apartment was smoked and thank goodness it did not just go &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ka-Boom&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right. Now let me show you a couple of beautiful pictures. Sorry for the poor quality as I don't own a DSLR or anything near that. I just took these pictures with my phone's camera. Just so you know it's Spring now, which doesn't seem like it at all. Somehow felt like Winter still during rainy days. Anyway, went to Tulip Festival some time ago and the only word I could use to describe it is "beautiful" !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uod6UPRik1g/Tp1hVjrY25I/AAAAAAAACK4/01E_gdnx32s/s1600/Melbourne-20111002-01755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="472" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uod6UPRik1g/Tp1hVjrY25I/AAAAAAAACK4/01E_gdnx32s/s640/Melbourne-20111002-01755.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I never like spider webs but this, is so cooL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e0dzZbmpS1Y/Tp1huenhBFI/AAAAAAAACLo/3SpplV8PMpg/s1600/Melbourne-20111002-01728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e0dzZbmpS1Y/Tp1huenhBFI/AAAAAAAACLo/3SpplV8PMpg/s640/Melbourne-20111002-01728.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meet Oliver and Eric&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7lDihkvX5Y/Tp1hinPoD5I/AAAAAAAACLQ/VCaxs1tG_BY/s1600/Melbourne-20111002-01732.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7lDihkvX5Y/Tp1hinPoD5I/AAAAAAAACLQ/VCaxs1tG_BY/s640/Melbourne-20111002-01732.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I kinda like this pic of myself! =P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zNiFh_tBdW0/Tp1hrD1HxpI/AAAAAAAACLg/GNtymn7zJec/s1600/Melbourne-20111002-01737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zNiFh_tBdW0/Tp1hrD1HxpI/AAAAAAAACLg/GNtymn7zJec/s640/Melbourne-20111002-01737.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That was what happened to our shoes as it was really muddy. Your shoes get heavier for every step you take&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just a couple of pics will do yeah. More pictures in facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There was one day when I went to Melbourne Central for I-can't-remember-why, coincidently the clock struck 8pm. Dang! There's the birds and music.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; (K lah, I'm getting fed up of trying to describe things. I can hardly write now. Damn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2B4sKfnu_8/Tp1hdsVya4I/AAAAAAAACLI/lr1209EnZ-I/s1600/IMG-20110923-01690.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2B4sKfnu_8/Tp1hdsVya4I/AAAAAAAACLI/lr1209EnZ-I/s640/IMG-20110923-01690.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today, met up with my secondary school mate Ve-Jinn who migrated here a couple of years ago. It was nice hanging out with her. At the same time, it's scary to actually have lunch/dinner with her! She loves to order whatever she wants and never finish up. End up I'll be the one cleaning up the last bit and increasing my waist circumference. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TNHQ78oUla0/Tp1h6UJ2SjI/AAAAAAAACLw/KT4HsFe0ADI/s1600/Melbourne-20111018-01795.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TNHQ78oUla0/Tp1h6UJ2SjI/AAAAAAAACLw/KT4HsFe0ADI/s640/Melbourne-20111018-01795.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8qNelxnAKO8/Tp1h-pT_rgI/AAAAAAAACL4/ObSpdvCHY90/s1600/Melbourne-20111018-01801.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8qNelxnAKO8/Tp1h-pT_rgI/AAAAAAAACL4/ObSpdvCHY90/s640/Melbourne-20111018-01801.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My post must have been so boring aight? Even I felt boring writing this post. HAHAHA. LALALA. yeah, I'm gonna be like this iron man soon enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ew3o9HVrhQ/Tp1hnN2VzPI/AAAAAAAACLY/jjSSbviyP-w/s1600/Melbourne-20111002-01742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ew3o9HVrhQ/Tp1hnN2VzPI/AAAAAAAACLY/jjSSbviyP-w/s640/Melbourne-20111002-01742.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exam's coming! AHHHHH!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The exam time table is alright. My paper ends kinda early which is on the 11th. BUT, there's always a but. First paper is on the 31st which is my scorpio darl's 21st, and my 3rd paper will be on the 8th which is BEN XIAO JIE's 21st. OH WELL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-2456534325593838370?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/2456534325593838370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=2456534325593838370&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2456534325593838370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2456534325593838370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/10/melbourne-4.html' title='Melbourne 4'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sC_kplmhIms/Tp1hcdOsV3I/AAAAAAAACLA/IzvjD0h94nc/s72-c/IMG-20110922-01686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total><georss:featurename>Melbourne VIC, Australia</georss:featurename><georss:point>-37.809575 144.96518600000002</georss:point><georss:box>-38.210012 144.28006200000002 -37.409138000000006 145.65031000000002</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-8119229645678168303</id><published>2011-09-16T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T21:38:20.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exchange programme - Melbourne'/><title type='text'>Melbourne 3</title><content type='html'>Good day mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only heard this for ONCE since I came here till now. LoL. I haven't been blogging regularly and yeah, the main reason was different environment changes your habit sometimes. But since I've adapted now I'm back in action! Uploading pictures makes me so guilty! you'll know why. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I personally think that I've learned a lot here,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #20124d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;所谓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;人生&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;道里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;. And no matter what, I'm still holding on to my principle : I'll treat you the way you treat me. So talk to me, and you'll see a reflection of yourself! Mehhh, I'm not you I can't do exactly what you do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #20124d; color: #f3f3f3; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #20124d; color: #f3f3f3; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Naoo.. pictures time! GUILT Guilt guilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;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/-D8ejcAy_x8k/TnMCQqq0B3I/AAAAAAAACJo/I3je6xKcwo4/s1600/IMG-20110911-01674.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D8ejcAy_x8k/TnMCQqq0B3I/AAAAAAAACJo/I3je6xKcwo4/s320/IMG-20110911-01674.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Freddo's ice-cream! You'll crave for more!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/-9W_NjZ8fCjk/TnMDP9mhDnI/AAAAAAAACJw/ghwmOJMJe2w/s1600/Melbourne-20110720-01214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9W_NjZ8fCjk/TnMDP9mhDnI/AAAAAAAACJw/ghwmOJMJe2w/s320/Melbourne-20110720-01214.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Churro's. I've probably posted this before but just to tempt you guys once more!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-pkdDaj6gTHU/TnMDw2t3cAI/AAAAAAAACJ0/Ftoe7kwTLcE/s1600/Melbourne-20110722-01247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pkdDaj6gTHU/TnMDw2t3cAI/AAAAAAAACJ0/Ftoe7kwTLcE/s320/Melbourne-20110722-01247.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 first ever "yum cha" here! Yum Cha = Dim Sum Msia.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-e1dXv4CjHLg/TnMEQ7S3TeI/AAAAAAAACJ4/nu9wAVm9yko/s1600/Melbourne-20110722-01249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e1dXv4CjHLg/TnMEQ7S3TeI/AAAAAAAACJ4/nu9wAVm9yko/s320/Melbourne-20110722-01249.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;Lovely!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-SEhcTGJqIDs/TnMEdUeNk5I/AAAAAAAACJ8/m5nMCnjl-VE/s1600/Melbourne-20110722-01266.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SEhcTGJqIDs/TnMEdUeNk5I/AAAAAAAACJ8/m5nMCnjl-VE/s320/Melbourne-20110722-01266.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;Yeah I did went back to Reddy's Kitchen for their food! =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-JWDQZNjPE0g/TnMFCqkhUGI/AAAAAAAACKA/f1TSebY0Xw8/s1600/Melbourne-20110725-01278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWDQZNjPE0g/TnMFCqkhUGI/AAAAAAAACKA/f1TSebY0Xw8/s320/Melbourne-20110725-01278.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;Chicken parma. &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-vOZjsVdb-sI/TnMFchLbEjI/AAAAAAAACKE/k-KNmRb6FyA/s1600/Melbourne-20110731-01339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vOZjsVdb-sI/TnMFchLbEjI/AAAAAAAACKE/k-KNmRb6FyA/s320/Melbourne-20110731-01339.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of the most awesome fish burger I ever had. So far none other beats this!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-Dv6NFbV9qPQ/TnMF8EFXK6I/AAAAAAAACKI/PCc4Yx-x6x0/s1600/Melbourne-20110801-01386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dv6NFbV9qPQ/TnMF8EFXK6I/AAAAAAAACKI/PCc4Yx-x6x0/s320/Melbourne-20110801-01386.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even McD's ice cream taste much better than the ones in Msia. Btw, it's a good snack and reward for &amp;nbsp;one whole day of hard work as it cost only 50cents!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-7Ezrj6TvX_0/TnMGY4mv9oI/AAAAAAAACKM/K-wis1n7iJA/s1600/Melbourne-20110806-01390.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ezrj6TvX_0/TnMGY4mv9oI/AAAAAAAACKM/K-wis1n7iJA/s320/Melbourne-20110806-01390.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This, is Grilled's Beef burger!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-Q9LidPhuT18/TnMG-xfiOdI/AAAAAAAACKQ/KS2z3E1wFGM/s1600/Melbourne-20110807-01437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9LidPhuT18/TnMG-xfiOdI/AAAAAAAACKQ/KS2z3E1wFGM/s320/Melbourne-20110807-01437.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;Super model! =P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-q1Zg1cWIawM/TnMHxP2mhAI/AAAAAAAACKU/TLiDlbgsAfA/s1600/Melbourne-20110807-01440.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q1Zg1cWIawM/TnMHxP2mhAI/AAAAAAAACKU/TLiDlbgsAfA/s320/Melbourne-20110807-01440.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;Isn't it beautiful?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-oGNhM4bLOGw/TnMISIIxv5I/AAAAAAAACKY/9F-ffKJKz4k/s1600/Melbourne-20110807-01443.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oGNhM4bLOGw/TnMISIIxv5I/AAAAAAAACKY/9F-ffKJKz4k/s320/Melbourne-20110807-01443.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;This is what happens when the flame goes on. I can feel the heat from such distance!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-qx5cXfFZPbo/TnMI7B5lOlI/AAAAAAAACKc/gBNaX1b-dqg/s1600/Melbourne-20110816-01513.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx5cXfFZPbo/TnMI7B5lOlI/AAAAAAAACKc/gBNaX1b-dqg/s320/Melbourne-20110816-01513.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;This is what happened after I cooked.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-Bx88m6r6gZc/TnMJwaW6dCI/AAAAAAAACKg/SXbwbrG0FIU/s1600/Melbourne-20110816-01514.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx88m6r6gZc/TnMJwaW6dCI/AAAAAAAACKg/SXbwbrG0FIU/s320/Melbourne-20110816-01514.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;and tada, it's clean again! HAHAHA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-j7DnK39z-qc/TnMKtoQNgBI/AAAAAAAACKk/6FsxWXGnsUE/s1600/Melbourne-20110821-01559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j7DnK39z-qc/TnMKtoQNgBI/AAAAAAAACKk/6FsxWXGnsUE/s320/Melbourne-20110821-01559.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;Went to hike on the thousand steps. Felt great!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-gdsfOIEEwBs/TnML5b_ztMI/AAAAAAAACKo/TvyhnBSWp_M/s1600/Melbourne-20110826-01621.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gdsfOIEEwBs/TnML5b_ztMI/AAAAAAAACKo/TvyhnBSWp_M/s320/Melbourne-20110826-01621.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;Then again, calories calories and calories. Meshiya, but quality wasn't as what I had expected.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-jtkvEgiZy0g/TnMMbiU69SI/AAAAAAAACKs/Pk9av67cfSk/s1600/Melbourne-20110827-01646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jtkvEgiZy0g/TnMMbiU69SI/AAAAAAAACKs/Pk9av67cfSk/s320/Melbourne-20110827-01646.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;NOW, this is from MAX BRENNER. OMG, it's the waffle that's worth trying! it's a must!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-QQMZuTuffOM/TnMM8alT4dI/AAAAAAAACKw/PiNY2TqBiLM/s1600/Melbourne-20110901-01657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQMZuTuffOM/TnMM8alT4dI/AAAAAAAACKw/PiNY2TqBiLM/s320/Melbourne-20110901-01657.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;This is from Secret Recipe. BUTTT they do not have this in Msia right? TELL ME I'M RIGHT!&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CjTnfP0IuO8/TnMNPOvWQQI/AAAAAAAACK0/tbhHf9nVVQs/s1600/Melbourne-20110912-01676.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CjTnfP0IuO8/TnMNPOvWQQI/AAAAAAAACK0/tbhHf9nVVQs/s320/Melbourne-20110912-01676.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;And of course, we had mooncake celebration as well. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Well, I guess that's all for now. have lotsa updates but I guess pictures are enough too right? Are you drooling NOW? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BOUGHT THIS! WEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv-RBS08cxY/TnMBv3BKQ5I/AAAAAAAACJk/mxVAudd4Mbo/s1600/IMG-20110903-01667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv-RBS08cxY/TnMBv3BKQ5I/AAAAAAAACJk/mxVAudd4Mbo/s320/IMG-20110903-01667.jpg" width="240" /&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/1461301033338236999-8119229645678168303?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/8119229645678168303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=8119229645678168303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8119229645678168303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8119229645678168303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-day-mates-ive-only-heard-this-for.html' title='Melbourne 3'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D8ejcAy_x8k/TnMCQqq0B3I/AAAAAAAACJo/I3je6xKcwo4/s72-c/IMG-20110911-01674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-5676957853140330276</id><published>2011-09-09T18:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T18:59:47.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>A need to express</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! Today is exactly 2 months I'm in Melbourne. Things were fine. It's the same routine ever since uni started - attend lectures, pracs, rushing assignments, tutorials one after another, preparing for the upcoming EBP and OSCE . . . &amp;nbsp;Apart from that, dancing is the only entertainment I have. And thanks to Gossip Girl my life isn't as dull as it seems, at least I have gossips. -_-" sound so pathetic. Also, groceries shopping is just so aunty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wouldn't be talking about Melbourne for now. I guess I need to express the feelings I suppress for some time now. &amp;nbsp;The two dreams I remembered very clearly, one is when I was left alone staring at this empty apartment, which is good, because it's time to leave. My friends had gone back, I was the last which I'm pretty sure that I will be the last to leave here. Second dream is when I'd gone back to Malaysia, and I went for dancing. This clearly depicts how much I like dancing, clearly not the people though. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" So there you are girl, it's still a long way to go. Why do you keep stopping to look back and forth? You are where you are now. So don't be too worry about your path. There's billboards everywhere, there's direction at every corner, why must you choose when you know where you are heading to? Just keep your head held high and go. Ignore the stares, ignore the whispers, ignore the mumbles. Despite the stumbles and falls, despite the sneers and scoffs, despite the contempts and condemnations, walk straight and make sure you leave each and every of your footsteps behind. Be sure that everyone knows, you've walked through this pathway, and you will soon reach the top, ahead of them. Be strong. After all, what matters isn't how these unappreciative people judge you, is how you prove to yourself that nothing beats you down. Yes, go girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never underestimate yourself. You'll never know the inner strength you've got until you reach the top and take a glance at the back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-5676957853140330276?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/5676957853140330276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=5676957853140330276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/5676957853140330276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/5676957853140330276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/09/need-to-express.html' title='A need to express'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3321073044733926909</id><published>2011-07-26T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:36:55.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exchange programme - Melbourne'/><title type='text'>Melbourne 2</title><content type='html'>2nd week in Melbourne. Sorry guys, photos are not in sequence! but caption will do isn't it?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3cvFHTr8IqA/Ti6fxHu_bFI/AAAAAAAACIM/EY3Jtl5pAvE/s1600/IMG_0452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3cvFHTr8IqA/Ti6fxHu_bFI/AAAAAAAACIM/EY3Jtl5pAvE/s400/IMG_0452.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flagstuff garden 1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/-wmuiCl9w4E0/Ti6j6kFphYI/AAAAAAAACI4/OdT55m1yuZ0/s1600/Melbourne-20110718-01179.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wmuiCl9w4E0/Ti6j6kFphYI/AAAAAAAACI4/OdT55m1yuZ0/s400/Melbourne-20110718-01179.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;at shrine of remembrance&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-mYJz3aNZXsM/Ti6j-3iQASI/AAAAAAAACI8/8WkxDwqFwDI/s1600/Melbourne-20110718-01195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mYJz3aNZXsM/Ti6j-3iQASI/AAAAAAAACI8/8WkxDwqFwDI/s400/Melbourne-20110718-01195.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha that's me!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-qx9e_WbP_KA/Ti6kB8LbZlI/AAAAAAAACJA/Nw0b34b3ZBU/s1600/Melbourne-20110718-01198.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx9e_WbP_KA/Ti6kB8LbZlI/AAAAAAAACJA/Nw0b34b3ZBU/s400/Melbourne-20110718-01198.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;cool eh?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-CWDFs-vx1CI/Ti6kFcBwmfI/AAAAAAAACJE/13POdos5I4E/s1600/Melbourne-20110720-01214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CWDFs-vx1CI/Ti6kFcBwmfI/AAAAAAAACJE/13POdos5I4E/s400/Melbourne-20110720-01214.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my first time trying churros! It's delicious!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-8nkP53iiOmY/Ti6kINIPIkI/AAAAAAAACJI/Ppt0m9J1flc/s1600/Melbourne-20110722-01250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8nkP53iiOmY/Ti6kINIPIkI/AAAAAAAACJI/Ppt0m9J1flc/s400/Melbourne-20110722-01250.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear aunty mimi came all the way from sydney to visit me!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-QHIDZIbLKzE/Ti6kLCKi7xI/AAAAAAAACJM/71pB8V7vj_U/s1600/Melbourne-20110722-01251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QHIDZIbLKzE/Ti6kLCKi7xI/AAAAAAAACJM/71pB8V7vj_U/s400/Melbourne-20110722-01251.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;with my cutie cousie Mel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-inreTxHlDEE/Ti6kO5p-LQI/AAAAAAAACJQ/Pc7sVZSpOpU/s1600/Melbourne-20110722-01253.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-inreTxHlDEE/Ti6kO5p-LQI/AAAAAAAACJQ/Pc7sVZSpOpU/s400/Melbourne-20110722-01253.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;and the cool cousie Ben!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-UgjJFpRAOCw/Ti6kS5u6iRI/AAAAAAAACJU/qN6EOkPXfNI/s1600/Melbourne-20110722-01260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UgjJFpRAOCw/Ti6kS5u6iRI/AAAAAAAACJU/qN6EOkPXfNI/s400/Melbourne-20110722-01260.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;They took me for all sorts of good food! KOKO BLACK&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-5nckDinkt9M/Ti6kUJtDVdI/AAAAAAAACJY/-zkQdYaNTfU/s1600/Melbourne-20110722-01266.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5nckDinkt9M/Ti6kUJtDVdI/AAAAAAAACJY/-zkQdYaNTfU/s400/Melbourne-20110722-01266.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;Reddy's Kitchen for indian food. Damn chun!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-x2aJbjL7NF8/Ti6kXSRr6BI/AAAAAAAACJc/3dEkYmPXGZs/s1600/Melbourne-20110725-01274.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x2aJbjL7NF8/Ti6kXSRr6BI/AAAAAAAACJc/3dEkYmPXGZs/s400/Melbourne-20110725-01274.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;with the girls at a lounge. spot me!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-CVQV_340CE8/Ti6kaYC9KGI/AAAAAAAACJg/PIrzlwAfpe4/s1600/Melbourne-20110725-01278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVQV_340CE8/Ti6kaYC9KGI/AAAAAAAACJg/PIrzlwAfpe4/s400/Melbourne-20110725-01278.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;my lovely parma chicken&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0auDdnRHq5Q/Ti6f0CwvfHI/AAAAAAAACIQ/yLv0nf7vkDc/s1600/IMG_0462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0auDdnRHq5Q/Ti6f0CwvfHI/AAAAAAAACIQ/yLv0nf7vkDc/s400/IMG_0462.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;Flagstuff garden 2 - Love this picture of Xin Rou&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-n1-zE6S6Ypo/Ti6f3nWhQTI/AAAAAAAACIU/mS5Z20mr5Ps/s1600/IMG_0464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n1-zE6S6Ypo/Ti6f3nWhQTI/AAAAAAAACIU/mS5Z20mr5Ps/s400/IMG_0464.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;me!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-A-cMyKVyjOc/Ti6f8UZoRcI/AAAAAAAACIY/sY23P-P485A/s1600/IMG_0467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-cMyKVyjOc/Ti6f8UZoRcI/AAAAAAAACIY/sY23P-P485A/s400/IMG_0467.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;and me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-URitgcait60/Ti6f_4rEauI/AAAAAAAACIc/qXBn3K-oBu4/s1600/IMG_0500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URitgcait60/Ti6f_4rEauI/AAAAAAAACIc/qXBn3K-oBu4/s400/IMG_0500.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;during potluck session. we cooked spaghetti&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-ZTRbHsirbV0/Ti6gCRk9bDI/AAAAAAAACIg/i2EM3Zkm-Q8/s1600/IMG_0515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTRbHsirbV0/Ti6gCRk9bDI/AAAAAAAACIg/i2EM3Zkm-Q8/s400/IMG_0515.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;the group&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-m3pw4pE-kxw/Ti6gE7v7FLI/AAAAAAAACIk/hDEBE-yqcQQ/s1600/IMG_0537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m3pw4pE-kxw/Ti6gE7v7FLI/AAAAAAAACIk/hDEBE-yqcQQ/s400/IMG_0537.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;and again&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-zqucQCm7_kU/Ti6gHR5gx7I/AAAAAAAACIo/ELaeOdGL8J8/s1600/IMG_0540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zqucQCm7_kU/Ti6gHR5gx7I/AAAAAAAACIo/ELaeOdGL8J8/s400/IMG_0540.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;met up with weilun! oh miss talking to him!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-w1OY-cGW_TM/Ti6gJt8M4EI/AAAAAAAACIs/83Lq31Jsx8A/s1600/IMG_0545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1OY-cGW_TM/Ti6gJt8M4EI/AAAAAAAACIs/83Lq31Jsx8A/s400/IMG_0545.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;shrine of remembrance&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-vis411eQQhE/Ti6gL8DId8I/AAAAAAAACIw/Sn7HxbPqEBg/s1600/IMG_0572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vis411eQQhE/Ti6gL8DId8I/AAAAAAAACIw/Sn7HxbPqEBg/s400/IMG_0572.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;us&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&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/-YBJ7NXnWNu4/Ti6gOv13UbI/AAAAAAAACI0/e5V-2wY2y00/s1600/IMG_0740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YBJ7NXnWNu4/Ti6gOv13UbI/AAAAAAAACI0/e5V-2wY2y00/s400/IMG_0740.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;at hanaichi. the food's quite good.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uni started today. And it was BORING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3321073044733926909?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3321073044733926909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3321073044733926909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3321073044733926909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3321073044733926909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/07/melbourne-2.html' title='Melbourne 2'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3cvFHTr8IqA/Ti6fxHu_bFI/AAAAAAAACIM/EY3Jtl5pAvE/s72-c/IMG_0452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-4521639780051311089</id><published>2011-07-16T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T19:53:56.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exchange programme - Melbourne'/><title type='text'>Exchange programme 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hi peeps!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's the 8th day I'm in melbourne now and finally get to settle down today! The flight to Melbourne was suffering as there was turbulance and I felt nausea. But thank goodness we landed here safely. My uni friends actually went to the airport to send us. How nice. Also my family and the 3 pigs! owh, how lovely are they! The pigs gave me their photos. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9ytEXP9r4/TiFusCLIbbI/AAAAAAAACHg/57ofz4GeuTw/s1600/IMG_0269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9ytEXP9r4/TiFusCLIbbI/AAAAAAAACHg/57ofz4GeuTw/s400/IMG_0269.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Hungry Jack seems to be the Caucasian's favourite compared to other fast food such as McD and Subway. FYI, Hungry Jack's is the OZ version of Burger King. Still, I think McD taste better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2m4CUBrxTg/TiFuuk0rFJI/AAAAAAAACHk/ViUzr4-egzo/s1600/IMG_0279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2m4CUBrxTg/TiFuuk0rFJI/AAAAAAAACHk/ViUzr4-egzo/s400/IMG_0279.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first week of orientation was at Monash Clayton Campus. The campus is extremely huge you may actually get lost! I kinda like the campus. It has everything from saloon to pharmacy to cafeteria to bookshop. Anything you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQc1PE2ay2E/TiFux6FOZLI/AAAAAAAACHo/GJDqqteAIcQ/s1600/IMG_0300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQc1PE2ay2E/TiFux6FOZLI/AAAAAAAACHo/GJDqqteAIcQ/s400/IMG_0300.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orientation was fun. Monash Student Association organised evening activities. We went to the Eureka/ Skydeck 88 where you get a view of Melbourne from the 88th floor. The view was fascinating. Very beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DfjNtAx3qlE/TiFu0VwegtI/AAAAAAAACHs/oDhv4TlThSU/s1600/IMG_0316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DfjNtAx3qlE/TiFu0VwegtI/AAAAAAAACHs/oDhv4TlThSU/s400/IMG_0316.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was nice meeting new people, new friends! I was kinda shocked to know that SO MANY malaysians came here too! And in spite of coming from the same campus, no familiar faces I see. Look at the picture below, the OZ on the left is Stephanie who was an exchange student to sunway campus last sem whle the girl on my left is hayley from Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YcxJ01dTXjU/TiFu3mdW_qI/AAAAAAAACHw/Z7tuw8OPSdA/s1600/IMG_0333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YcxJ01dTXjU/TiFu3mdW_qI/AAAAAAAACHw/Z7tuw8OPSdA/s400/IMG_0333.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph brought us for dinner after that. She's really a nice person! I like her a lot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZraGBLAycqU/TiFu7amRNWI/AAAAAAAACH0/O5HVxji5dhQ/s1600/IMG_0354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZraGBLAycqU/TiFu7amRNWI/AAAAAAAACH0/O5HVxji5dhQ/s400/IMG_0354.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday night, it was the first time we girls dolled up all looking good and pretty. We had a party at Red Scooter in St. Kilda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mpldwMoeHKM/TiFu9iaQ3FI/AAAAAAAACH4/t6P_PkqPBlw/s1600/IMG_0383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mpldwMoeHKM/TiFu9iaQ3FI/AAAAAAAACH4/t6P_PkqPBlw/s400/IMG_0383.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great night there! All the international students were partying around! People drinking, dancing, making out.. oops! i meant kissing. HAHA! Everyone mingled around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QicTGMyvta4/TiFvAiFCPWI/AAAAAAAACH8/qC5xvBig6QQ/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QicTGMyvta4/TiFvAiFCPWI/AAAAAAAACH8/qC5xvBig6QQ/s400/IMG_0412.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ojYRY4cGl-M/TiFvC4oKY_I/AAAAAAAACIA/7mIbvrnYr3E/s1600/IMG_0426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ojYRY4cGl-M/TiFvC4oKY_I/AAAAAAAACIA/7mIbvrnYr3E/s400/IMG_0426.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1bNFyDiWI4/TiFvFX6IwMI/AAAAAAAACIE/0n4PoHGSDFU/s1600/IMG_0433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1bNFyDiWI4/TiFvFX6IwMI/AAAAAAAACIE/0n4PoHGSDFU/s400/IMG_0433.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After the party, we actually ran all the way to the train station because it was extremely cold!! Remember how we used to put ice cubes in our mouths and blow the mist out which got us so hype up when we made it? Well, you don't even have to put ice cubes into your mouth now. Just breath and you can see the mist everywhere. Oh, it isn't mist but I couldn't think of the word for it. And the other night, I exhaled and this guy actually told me " you're blowing air into my mouth". Like wth? HAHAHAHA! damn hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3pEZRkqrGw/TiFvJCf1z1I/AAAAAAAACII/ZLoPVLnuViM/s1600/IMG_0434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3pEZRkqrGw/TiFvJCf1z1I/AAAAAAAACII/ZLoPVLnuViM/s400/IMG_0434.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now. Till then. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-4521639780051311089?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/4521639780051311089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=4521639780051311089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4521639780051311089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4521639780051311089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi-peeps-its-8th-day-im-in-melbourne.html' title='Exchange programme 1'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dt9ytEXP9r4/TiFusCLIbbI/AAAAAAAACHg/57ofz4GeuTw/s72-c/IMG_0269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-5141408267315842874</id><published>2011-07-07T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T16:11:53.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://passionstudio.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/ahc2011Flyer_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://passionstudio.com.au/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/ahc2011Flyer_web.jpg" width="451" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure all of you know by now that dancing is my favourite! I love dancing a lot and I can never give up on it, not till I become an old lady or I am fobidded to do so under any circumstances. I was so thrilled when I saw the flyer above online. I have the urge to get the tickets immediately and head down to that place as soon as I reach Melbourne. But it just seems impossible to do so. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so many things that happened, I realised a very important point which I'm pretty sure everyone would feel the same. All of us want to feel appreciated. We would want others to see our effort, and most importantly, appreciate what we had done for them. Mind you, appreciate and reward are two different words with different meaning. Sometimes I just feel I'm acting like a fool for offering so much and not being appreciated for the helping hand I gave. It's okay if that is just for some random person, but I couldn't accept if I wasn't appreciated by the people I care for. And so, my life often revolves around these people only. I still think for them even though they don't appreciate me. I told myself, it's time to focus on my own life and I failed to. But I'll keep trying hard to make myself a better person. I play and laugh so much, I crack silly jokes at times, I can be very lame and annoying too,that doesn't mean I'm childish. 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想&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 知&amp;nbsp; 道&amp;nbsp; 你 近&amp;nbsp; 况&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 听&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 人&amp;nbsp; 说&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 还&amp;nbsp; 不 如 你 对&amp;nbsp; 我 讲&lt;br /&gt;hěn xiǎng zhī dào nǐ jìn kuàng&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wǒ tīng rén shuō&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hái bù rú nǐ duì wǒ jiǎng&lt;br /&gt;经&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 过&amp;nbsp; 那 段&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 遗 憾&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 请&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 放&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 心&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 变&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 得 更&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 加&amp;nbsp; 坚&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 强&lt;br /&gt;jīng guò nà duàn yí hàn&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; qǐng nǐ fàng xīn&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wǒ biàn dé gèng jiā jiān qiáng&lt;br /&gt;世&amp;nbsp; 界&amp;nbsp; 不 管&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 怎&amp;nbsp; 样&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 荒&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 凉&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 爱 过&amp;nbsp; 你 就&amp;nbsp; 不 怕 孤 单&lt;br /&gt;shì jiè bù guǎn zěn yàng huāng liáng&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ài guò nǐ jiù bú pà gū dān&lt;br /&gt;我 最&amp;nbsp; 亲&amp;nbsp; 爱 的&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 过&amp;nbsp; 的 怎&amp;nbsp; 麽 样&lt;br /&gt;wǒ zuì qīn ài de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nǐ guò de zěn me yàng&lt;br /&gt;没&amp;nbsp; 我 的 日 子&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 别&amp;nbsp; 来&amp;nbsp; 无 恙&lt;br /&gt;méi wǒ de rì zi&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nǐ bié lái wú yàng&lt;br /&gt;依 然&amp;nbsp; 亲&amp;nbsp; 爱 的&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 没&amp;nbsp; 让&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 失&amp;nbsp; 望&lt;br /&gt;yī rán qīn ài de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wǒ méi ràng nǐ shī wàng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 亲&amp;nbsp; 一 亲&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 像&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 过&amp;nbsp; 去 一 样&lt;br /&gt;ràng wǒ qīn yi qīn&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xiàng guò qù yí yàng&lt;br /&gt;我 想&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 一 定&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 喜 欢&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 现&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 在&amp;nbsp; 的 我&lt;br /&gt;wǒ xiǎng nǐ yí dìng xǐ huan&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xiàn zài de wǒ&lt;br /&gt;学&amp;nbsp; 会&amp;nbsp; 了 你 最&amp;nbsp; 爱 的 开&amp;nbsp; 朗&lt;br /&gt;xué huì le nǐ zuì ài de kāi lǎng&lt;br /&gt;想&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 起 你 的 模 样&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 有&amp;nbsp; 什&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 麽 错&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 还&amp;nbsp; 不 能&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 够&amp;nbsp; 被&amp;nbsp; 原&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 谅&lt;br /&gt;xiǎng qǐ nǐ de mú yàng&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yǒu shén me cuò&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hái bù néng gòu bèi yuán liàng&lt;br /&gt;世&amp;nbsp; 界&amp;nbsp; 不 管&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 怎&amp;nbsp; 样&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 荒&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 凉&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 爱 过&amp;nbsp; 你 就&amp;nbsp; 不 怕 孤 单&lt;br /&gt;shì jiè bù guǎn zěn yàng huāng liáng&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ài guò nǐ jiù bú pà gū dān&lt;br /&gt;我 最&amp;nbsp; 亲&amp;nbsp; 爱 的&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 过&amp;nbsp; 的 怎&amp;nbsp; 麽 样&lt;br /&gt;wǒ zuì qīn ài de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nǐ guò de zěn me yàng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没&amp;nbsp; 我 的 日 子&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 别&amp;nbsp; 来&amp;nbsp; 无 恙&lt;br /&gt;méi wǒ de rì zi&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nǐ bié lái wú yàng&lt;br /&gt;依 然&amp;nbsp; 亲&amp;nbsp; 爱 的&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 没&amp;nbsp; 让&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 失&amp;nbsp; 望&lt;br /&gt;yī rán qīn ài de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wǒ méi ràng nǐ shī wàng&lt;br /&gt;让&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 亲&amp;nbsp; 一 亲&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 像&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 朋&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 友&amp;nbsp; 一 样&lt;br /&gt;ràng wǒ qīn yi qīn&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xiàng péng you yí yàng&lt;br /&gt;虽&amp;nbsp; 然&amp;nbsp; 离 开&amp;nbsp; 了 你 的 时&amp;nbsp; 间&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 一 起 还&amp;nbsp; 漫&amp;nbsp; 长&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 们&amp;nbsp; 总&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 能&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 补 偿&lt;br /&gt;suī rán lí kāi le nǐ de shí jiān&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yì qǐ hái màn cháng&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wǒ men zǒng néng bǔ cháng&lt;br /&gt;因&amp;nbsp; 为&amp;nbsp; 中&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 间&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 空&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 白&amp;nbsp; 的 时&amp;nbsp; 光&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 如 果&amp;nbsp; 还&amp;nbsp; 能&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 分&amp;nbsp; 享&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 也 是&amp;nbsp; 一 种&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 浪&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 漫&lt;br /&gt;yīn wèi zhōng jiān kòng bái de shí guāng&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; rú guǒ hái néng fēn xiǎng&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yě shì yì zhǒng làng màn&lt;br /&gt;关&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 系 虽&amp;nbsp; 然&amp;nbsp; 不 再&amp;nbsp; 一 样&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 关&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 心&amp;nbsp; 却&amp;nbsp; 怎&amp;nbsp; 么 能&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 说&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 断&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 就&amp;nbsp; 断&lt;br /&gt;guān xi suī rán bú zài yí yàng&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; guān xīn què zěn me néng shuō duàn jiù duàn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我 最&amp;nbsp; 亲&amp;nbsp; 爱 的&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 过&amp;nbsp; 的 怎&amp;nbsp; 麽 样&lt;br /&gt;wǒ zuì qīn ài de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nǐ guò de zěn me yàng&lt;br /&gt;没&amp;nbsp; 我 的 日 子&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 别&amp;nbsp; 来&amp;nbsp; 无 恙&lt;br /&gt;méi wǒ de rì zi&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nǐ bié lái wú yàng&lt;br /&gt;依 然&amp;nbsp; 亲&amp;nbsp; 爱 的&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 没&amp;nbsp; 让&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 失&amp;nbsp; 望&lt;br /&gt;yī rán qīn ài de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wǒ méi ràng nǐ shī wàng&lt;br /&gt;让&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 亲&amp;nbsp; 一 亲&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 像&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 亲&amp;nbsp; 人&amp;nbsp; 一 样&lt;br /&gt;ràng wǒ qīn yi qīn&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xiàng qīn rén yí yàng&lt;br /&gt;我 最&amp;nbsp; 亲&amp;nbsp; 爱 的&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 过&amp;nbsp; 的 怎&amp;nbsp; 麽 样&lt;br /&gt;wǒ zuì qīn ài de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nǐ guò de zěn me yàng&lt;br /&gt;没&amp;nbsp; 我 的 日 子&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 别&amp;nbsp; 来&amp;nbsp; 无 恙&lt;br /&gt;méi wǒ de rì zi&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nǐ bié lái wú yàng&lt;br /&gt;依 然&amp;nbsp; 亲&amp;nbsp; 爱 的&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 没&amp;nbsp; 让&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你 失&amp;nbsp; 望&lt;br /&gt;yī rán qīn ài de&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wǒ méi ràng nǐ shī wàng&lt;br /&gt;让&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 我 亲&amp;nbsp; 一 亲&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 像&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 过&amp;nbsp; 去 一 样&lt;br /&gt;ràng wǒ qīn yi qīn&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xiàng guò qù yí yàng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3229831133441926655?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3229831133441926655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3229831133441926655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3229831133441926655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3229831133441926655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='我最亲爱的'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-591800590842225089</id><published>2011-07-06T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T18:16:13.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy =)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yellow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;White?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here I am again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm a happy girl! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sMieo8hiI2E/ThQnH99IsuI/AAAAAAAACHM/d6B_rQSBvxc/s1600/Snapshot_20110623_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sMieo8hiI2E/ThQnH99IsuI/AAAAAAAACHM/d6B_rQSBvxc/s320/Snapshot_20110623_1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last week was the best week I ever had in this first half year! Every single day was fully occupied and I love it much! It was one of the craziest week I had for driving up and down meeting my friends. Let's see, well, on Monday I drove all the way down from sunway to fetch Shan up to Sg.Wang. FYI, Shan is in Klang! And I sort of day dreamed while driving, really. I didn't bother much about the cars coming from the side or anywhere I just drove all my way down to Klang. I didn't know why! So we headed for lunch at "yao yat chun". It's a fine place to dine in but definitely not during peak hours ie. lunch and dinner time. It is as packed as sardine! But worth trying =) Then loitered around and went to time square instead. Ok, so I know scams are really normal especially in KL areas yet, Shan and I almost fell for it. Thank goodness we are smart enough to escape. We somehow wonder what would happened if we followed the instructions then and there, Shan said we wouldn't come back in one piece, I told her of course, we are already two pieces! HAHA! No pictures for that day cos we no longer camwhore like what lil kiddy guys are doing while having their lunch. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tues, alright what happened. Fine, I couldn't remember. Oh dancing that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wed, I went to AEON with mummy to get my stuffs, then dancing, jogging and came home. Took a bathe and went out again to meet my primary friend whom I have not met with for 9 years! And I never fail to recall back my primary class teacher calling him "Chen Lao ban!". =D I thought it would be rather awkward but everything turned out fine. He spoke a lot, and I did my " habit" a lot. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next, on thurs, I met up with my uni friends. They really did surprise Sarah and I by presenting us a gift. Sarah got a bag and I got a scarf and necklace from them. It was really unexpected and I even asked Lulu "why did u bring so many bags?" LOL. Really appreciate a lot!! Thanks girls! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JSlGTGxeSEA/ThQn0UTy2sI/AAAAAAAACHQ/lRO7nQkjn88/s1600/264266_10150240498772086_685267085_7113446_1420834_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JSlGTGxeSEA/ThQn0UTy2sI/AAAAAAAACHQ/lRO7nQkjn88/s320/264266_10150240498772086_685267085_7113446_1420834_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hqx_TREBBpc/ThQoDXzj-qI/AAAAAAAACHY/Z9c59tHYILc/s1600/269799_10150240620132086_685267085_7114236_7267658_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hqx_TREBBpc/ThQoDXzj-qI/AAAAAAAACHY/Z9c59tHYILc/s320/269799_10150240620132086_685267085_7114236_7267658_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next up, on Fri. I randomly went out with Jere Lim as he be my driver of the day. It's really a weird and funny day. So firstly, it was our first time meeting up simply because I'll be leaving soon and he claimed that "we are quite close friend in bbm". HAHA! Ok fine, he offered to be my driver. fine. Before coming to pick me up, he knocked on someone else's car. HIS fault! Then, we went for lunch, collect my IC, paid summon, and off to AEON to pay his bills. So when he was turning to the exit to insert the ticket, BANG! Again, he banged his car at the back. HIS mistake! HAHA! I couldn't help but LOL thinking it's his suay day for coming out with me. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Night time, headed to Happy Family restaurant in Setia Alam for Tuck's birthday celebration! That night was really fun! I hadn't met up with these people for such a long time and it felt really good to hang out with them again! Owh, I just couldn't describe how happy was I then!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_B7tAeu8YE/ThQn88llk1I/AAAAAAAACHU/FtIouo7xDJY/s1600/264789_1453227066723_1714682077_728594_6628858_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_B7tAeu8YE/ThQn88llk1I/AAAAAAAACHU/FtIouo7xDJY/s320/264789_1453227066723_1714682077_728594_6628858_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;On Saturday, had karaoke session with the &amp;lt;3 gang! We celebrated Shan's birthday at Neway. It was supposed to be a surprise but damn it! Some people just couldn't keep secrets! Argh. NVM, at least she had all the fun we gave her. =) Today is her actual birthday and she's officially 20.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY SHAN! I LOVE YOU!!!!! &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;(I have never been so wat tat so be proud pls thank u)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JEkzBDvbIc/ThQoLZBsHCI/AAAAAAAACHc/-OhYswYsJ3o/s1600/271020_2174724457308_1522729380_2328020_63766_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JEkzBDvbIc/ThQoLZBsHCI/AAAAAAAACHc/-OhYswYsJ3o/s320/271020_2174724457308_1522729380_2328020_63766_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Lastly, yours truly will be leaving to Melbourne this Friday night. I'll be there for 1 semester which means you guys will prolly get to meet me end of December. I know half year isn't too long nor too short, but still I dislike bidding goodbye. I felt tears surging up each time I tell someone "goodbye, take care! don't worry, you'll see me end of this year!" with a big smile on my face! Sigh. But really, I'll get to meet you guys very soon! I have been so busy preparing my things and rarely have time to sit down to update my blog like what I'm doing now. Till then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KixDT8kZ5gQ/ThQmlJ4qxkI/AAAAAAAACHI/-yJ-HBqxMWA/s1600/Snapshot_20110623_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KixDT8kZ5gQ/ThQmlJ4qxkI/AAAAAAAACHI/-yJ-HBqxMWA/s320/Snapshot_20110623_2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yours truly&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/1461301033338236999-591800590842225089?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/591800590842225089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=591800590842225089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/591800590842225089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/591800590842225089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/07/yellow-white-here-i-am-again-im-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sMieo8hiI2E/ThQnH99IsuI/AAAAAAAACHM/d6B_rQSBvxc/s72-c/Snapshot_20110623_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3880673935397382554</id><published>2011-06-27T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T00:53:20.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someday I&apos;ll read back and smile at my silliness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea in what ways should write and describe my feelings now. It's rather complicated, mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have always been saying be tough, do not cry. I think I'm somehow a lil tougher now, and I have not been crying for quite some time now. But I dun feel good. It's as if crying is part of our excretion that it is a very normal thing to do.in fact it's a must to cry once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda suffering when u feel like crying but you just can't. everything is buried so deeply in you that you wouldn't allow a single thing from escaping yet you just feel the need to release everything. it's really contradicting I know. But we humans are just complicated this way. sigh. I need to talk, not about my feelings. I just need to distract myself,I need someone to just say something about themselves. This is more than enough for me to stop dwelling in the unhappy state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry,someday i am gonna delete this post like how i did previously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3880673935397382554?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3880673935397382554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3880673935397382554&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3880673935397382554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3880673935397382554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-2469306054375159058</id><published>2011-06-23T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T01:04:25.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>so not me but mehhhh</title><content type='html'>Hi mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni mama leh tio saman again! HAHA. doesn't sound like me? I know right.&lt;br /&gt;The society turned me into like this, not my fault, don't blame me!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Okay,I feel like a baboon now, crap!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ehem - recomposed!*&lt;br /&gt;*normal self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a misfortune day for me. Okay, I shall talk about what I did the whole day. Woke up early in the morning just to get my face powdered so that I don't look like a typical fillipino maid renewing her IC. Wasted so much time trying to look good and ended up wiping of the powder. HAHA! Thank goodness there weren't many people there. So it only took me a good 15minutes to get things done. Then headed off to Clinic Tan for dental check up. Smart ass la me for not making an appointment and insisted on waiting for the next 4 patients, so there went my 2 hours and 15 minutes waiting and only about 10 to 20 minutes spent in the surgery room. It's just how they named the room okay. The dentist said my teeth was in good condition that consulting him one yr once will do instead of going twice a year. TEEHEE! My teeth are kinda yellowish though, but that's just the natural colour of my teeth, can't help -_-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I went to consult the orthopedist. I think he was shocked when he heard the "cracking" sound from my leg. Even the nurse opened her eyes wider each time she heard the sound. HAHA! It wasn't a big deal though. did X-ray and my bone appeared to be normal. Doctor gave me condrophil which I doubt I'll finish it. I don't even feel like taking it as it wasn't necessary. Ugh. But I shall not waste it. One thing good about taking up pharmacy course is I know what does it mean by chondroitin and glucosamine when I googled condrophil. It turned out to be condropil instead. Anyway, that's not important here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is when my suaisiao moment came. Paying more than a hundred for the check up and go to my car only to find that wa TIO SAMAN! wth? how come "Those fella" are so hardworking these days? In fact, I was summoned only 20 minutes after I left my vehicle. ARE THEY STALKING ME? like seriously? how efficient more can they be when it comes to some life-saving cases. NO! They are not at all. mehhh. Now, i did not mention who are "those fella", I did not say the sentences are related. So.. *pandai-pandailah*. Then, I immediately drove to Jabatan MPK to pay, I thought I could get at least a discount like RM5 in malacca and RM7.50 in Penang for a summon but NO, I dont' get any! Still, gotta thank the kind hearted policeman who informed us about the discount on paying summons on the 1st of July. So instead of RM30 fine I got to pay RM20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between there were some dilemma going on, so I called it a misfortune day. Btw, good thing is, I'm improving in my Plumet. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger forbid me from uploading pictures,so no pictures for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before I totally forgotten about this, I actually thanked the 2 person who "liked" my 20th June posts. And there came everyone liking my lobo! HAHA! You guys really pricked my curiosity, I wanna know who are you?! =D I instantly felt as if my blog was fb when I saw the "likes". HAHA! I have a brilliant idea here, since you guys are so nice people to click on the "like", can u just might as well click on my adverts too?! EXCEPT for the domino counter advert. DO NOT CLICK THAT! Click on NUFFNANG adverts will do okay?? Thank you very much!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : this post was meant to be written in a crappy way. cos it's a crappy day. but pls dun feel crappy after reading. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-2469306054375159058?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/2469306054375159058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=2469306054375159058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2469306054375159058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2469306054375159058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-not-me-but-mehhhh.html' title='so not me but mehhhh'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-7018766036639163249</id><published>2011-06-22T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T00:05:21.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>NGAAAAUUUMMM!</title><content type='html'>Hello guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I would always start my post by greeting everyone out there. It's just a habit I guess. =)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a video here that I personally think it's kinda entertaining! Of course, it is at the scene! Watch the video first! Then only continue reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ba3d917f08ca20ec" 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://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dba3d917f08ca20ec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329994229%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54042C66B5AA86D2C769B1F2D7E465148BA4F751.2D3E11A6DF09A49D4BF7FB87377315A5E35FF9FA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dba3d917f08ca20ec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrUmpgjlr109TXQyozyuD2ijvPnY&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://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dba3d917f08ca20ec%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329994229%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D54042C66B5AA86D2C769B1F2D7E465148BA4F751.2D3E11A6DF09A49D4BF7FB87377315A5E35FF9FA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dba3d917f08ca20ec%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrUmpgjlr109TXQyozyuD2ijvPnY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't really obvious here in the video but if you listen really carefully, the tiger was somehow provoked when it heard its name "LOBO". The tiger even followed the tone of the screamer - Sze! As sze screamed louder and lower pitch, the tiger replied in the same manner too... We just couldn't stop laughing, hence the shaky hands while recording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys like the video. "NGAAAAUUUUMMMM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, thanks for those who actually clicked on the "Like" right below my posts. It's very nice of you people. =D Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-7018766036639163249?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/7018766036639163249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=7018766036639163249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7018766036639163249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7018766036639163249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/06/ngaaaauuummm.html' title='NGAAAAUUUMMM!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-8470894213674504832</id><published>2011-06-20T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T02:18:18.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someday I&apos;ll read back and smile at my silliness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from trip yesterday evening. When people ask me how was the trip, the first word which came to my mind was - tiring! Nonetheless, it's good spending time with them. To you people, I know I'm kinda quiet throughout the trip, especially in the car! Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to narrate about the trip. Well, speaking of blogging, I had deleted approximately hundred posts already. They are either meaningless posts or rants. Ranting in your blog isn't exactly a bad thing to do because while filtering my posts, I read back almost every sad ones. I remembered how I complained and suffered so much throughout those tough times, how impossible it seemed to overcome those heart wrenching moments. But I did! I managed to pull through each time without actually realising it and this realization amazed me much. I even questioned myself, how can I possibly handle those hard times? So I guess, it's good to rant and read back in the future to remind yourself to always stay strong! And after deleting the unhappy posts, I would once again quote Shan's words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" I've deleted the past, future, you may come in" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- I actually love this sentence very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there's been lots of ups and downs again. The worst was during the exam period which I couldn't focus on my revision. Hence, I slacked a lot. I really did waste so much time that I didn't have enough time to finish my revision. I guess I only did OK for the first paper, the other 3 were bad. But I know I couldn't score for the first paper anymore, so, guess that's it. I don't have high hopes for this exam. Anyway, at least I learned how to control my emotions, I know when to really get serious and when to give myself a break. "gong si fen ming", that should be the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put yourself into this particular race, you race so hard and fast to reach the end, to know it's all worth the effort. You compete with time, and you somehow become way back, you are not heading towards the based line. You run so fast, you sprint, but you just feel like you're moving backwards. That's when you slow down to take a look. Only 2 options, it's either you will reach before time's up, or you'll never ever reach the end. You don't know. You have to choose. Your hopes are getting lesser, from 100% confidence drop to 80%. Now what's left is 10%. You clearly know that 90% you won't reach on time, you'll lose the race, and the only hope you still bear with you is 10%. What will you do? You stumble and fall, you knock on so many hurdles and get up each time feeling more painful than before. Will you continue to run and run just for that 10% of hope, or will you follow your 90% rationality to stop and start a new race so that you gain back your 100% confidence? Deep down you know, if you stop this race, it will thrash you really hard. Time heals they say. But how long? Will you even have the courage to start a new race all over again, or will you sulk for the next decade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race doesn't want you to win. It's fated.&lt;br /&gt;So tough.&lt;br /&gt;So stop sulking and stand up. Stop looking at the race and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Train harder this time. You know how to jump over all the hurdles, you can.&lt;br /&gt;And your effort will be much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've lost my confidence in everything. I'm so tired. It's already 20th of June and I'm totally unprepared to go to Australia. Can I not go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have a pathetic 21st. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-8470894213674504832?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/8470894213674504832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=8470894213674504832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8470894213674504832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8470894213674504832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-peeps-i-just-got-back-from-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1690367910339220184</id><published>2011-06-15T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T01:47:10.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy =)'/><title type='text'>yeepi ai ai!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! good day aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's one of the best day so far! why? because first of all, my last paper ended this evening! Yeah! Secondly, I've got my new lappie! Yeah! Thirdly, I'm all free now! yeah! Lastly, tomorrow will be my trip with the smurfs! Yeah! Bravo to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to talk about right now. Let's start off with my exam first, shall we? Anyway, as usual, we had 4 units which meant 4 subjects. The notes was crazy! One unit which we'd been working on for 3 months is equivalent to one subject we learned throughout the whole form 5! Not to mention about stress level, I bet all uni students would know, if you don't, wait for your turn then. =) But my point of view towards exam certainly changed during this semester. Previously, all we were longing for was the last day of the exam then we'll be all free like birds! After the 4 papers I sat for this semester, I realised that it's not just about sitting for exam and finishing it on time then screaming for freedom all the way up till the last day. NO. Despite finishing my last paper today, I wasn't happy enough. I just didn't perform well and I could not cheer in joy for freedom like how it was supposed to be. The point is, exam is more than exam. Not just to see what grades you get, but what you had learned, if you get what I mean. Nevertheless, it's still a relief that exam is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about my laptop! YES! finally I have one on my own which is such a great thing! Dad called me last night when he was out and asked if I wanted the laptop because he wanted to buy on the spot. I thought of going for ASUS but neh, just get one or I don't know how long more will I drag. And so, I've got my new lappie today! And I'm using it for my first blog post here after such a long time! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in 11 more hours time, I'll be meeting Shan at JJ. We'll be grabbing some food before starting our journey to PD! and next to Malacca! YES! Everything seems too good to be true! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you guys miss me a lot. So just to compensate a lil, here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TADA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzr7BJLLYFI/TfeeLM_SF_I/AAAAAAAACGk/t5PlLfPvzmw/s1600/Snapshot_20110615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzr7BJLLYFI/TfeeLM_SF_I/AAAAAAAACGk/t5PlLfPvzmw/s400/Snapshot_20110615.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do whole lot of nonsense on my laptop now. What shall I name him/her? Hm. I want it to be a him. He's black which is too cool to be a her. I'll let you guys know in my next post! till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun everyone! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-1690367910339220184?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1690367910339220184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1690367910339220184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1690367910339220184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1690367910339220184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/06/yeepi-ai-ai.html' title='yeepi ai ai!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzr7BJLLYFI/TfeeLM_SF_I/AAAAAAAACGk/t5PlLfPvzmw/s72-c/Snapshot_20110615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-4555062565591293585</id><published>2011-05-31T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T15:14:16.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Knowing this peculiar habit of mine, you guys may wanna consider sticking around my blog a lil more often? Yes, I tend to watch tv, sleep and blog each time I have my finals coming up. I guess the only time I have sufficient sleep is during exams times. I even nap for minimum an hour. That's me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While revising, I couldn't help but peeped at the videos my sis was browsing on youtube and she was looking back at one of hers and my All-Time-Favourite drama. I absolutely love this drama until now. I think I would shed tears despite watching numerous times. Just watch it if you're free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to share with you guys. Enjoy the song. =D&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the drama is Prince turns into a Frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/atyytwLjDw8" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-4555062565591293585?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/4555062565591293585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=4555062565591293585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4555062565591293585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4555062565591293585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/atyytwLjDw8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-2910261849508682878</id><published>2011-05-27T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T20:44:06.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>glimpse</title><content type='html'>It was like doomsday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure many of you out there have experienced the feeling of depression after sitting for an exam, and that happened to me today, for the very first time in my life. We had 3 tests today which are oral test, biochemistry test and drug action test. I always thought oral should be much easier compared to written exams, but I was so wrong. In fact, it was the first test ever I felt like crying on the spot. Thank goodness I managed to hold back my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know I hadn't been updating my blog for such a long time. I wasn't as busy as this sem before. Lots of things had happened. In a glimpse of an eye, this sem is over, which means all we left now was to deal with exams. Our final exams that's gonna be in one week time. That's scary, we didn't have much time to revise either. Unlike the first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to keep myself busy, but only to a certain extend. It's been weeks now I had not gotten a good night sleep. A maximum of 6 hours is all I could get. That's simply torturing my eyes! But what to do. So many obligations, so many duties, so many procrastination that piled up my work. That's me. *Speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, just a random topic. It IS rather scary to be home alone. Like 2 days ago while I was revising in the living room, there's a guy calling out sister in mandirin. I kept hearing, "jie..ah jie...". So I thought it's someone from the car workshop. I didn't bother to look out. It was 7something at that time so was quite dark already. I was supposed to switch on the car porch light and close the curtains so that outsiders couldn't peep into my house. Then again, this bad habit of mine, I just didn't do it. Leaving the curtains widely open where people could see into my house clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was alert by this guy when he continued calling "ah jie...". I looked towards the gate but I couldn't see who's outside. And I heard this guy telling ah jie, open the door please. I'm from penang school (or something, I didn't really pay attention). I just got frighten then! How the hell did he know that I was looking outside, when he couldn't see me from where I was sitting. I was freaked out! Then he started pressing my door bell, for twice! And I just couldn't seemed to bother, but the fact is, I was so scare I didn't dare to move at all! He pleaded a few times and still I sat there like a statue. Later on he went off then only I was relieved. I quickly did what I had to - close the curtains and switch on the light. That was scary, as in the part where he started calling me to go out when I just turned my head to look out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And funny part is, I got scared again when I heard the bell later at about 8something. I peeped from the window only to realise that it was my mom. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's the end of story. Haha, adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-2910261849508682878?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/2910261849508682878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=2910261849508682878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2910261849508682878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2910261849508682878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/05/glimpse.html' title='glimpse'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-4890061883364964864</id><published>2011-04-22T20:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T20:15:04.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>reflection</title><content type='html'>If I have a videocam, I would record every details in each and everyone's life. Every stages of life and events that happen. Every words spoken and every action taken. Every minute and every second spent. I would record just as many people's life as possible, be it my dearest or a stranger. Then, constantly rewind and play the whole scene, just for them to see, and for myself to observe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could tape down one's life, I would show them from the beginning till the end of the video, so that they could remember everything revolves around them. And only if they go more in depth, they might eventually love or even hate themselves. Dislike their own behaviour and attitude, that, I'll say it's reflection. Sadly, barely anyone can see themselves. They look at others, envy how pretty can one be, jealous of how others are so likable by everyone, scolding people for their fault, blinded by anger so badly that hurtful words were spitted out. As if the world was against them yet it's the world's fault. Not them. Never did they realise that they themselves are the ones who were making the fuss out of everything, trying to so hard to please people which in fact, people are pleasing them. If only there is this video, or this very own mirror that could reflect individual's deets, would they even despise themselves? Would they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could record everything, that "despicable me" would perhaps turn out to be a guardian angel. People wouldn't judge them on the surface, they will know every reasons behind the deeds. And this person would perhaps be a better man tomorrow. Only if there is a reflection so true, so prominent that they could change themselves the next minute, to refrain from becoming the next despicable person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-4890061883364964864?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/4890061883364964864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=4890061883364964864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4890061883364964864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4890061883364964864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/04/reflection.html' title='reflection'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3142677146034618955</id><published>2011-04-12T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T15:01:17.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BgjYjaptA2M/TYBKAZDZkOI/AAAAAAAAC_8/TflGIIdSJ6I/s1600/quotes-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change so that you can learn to let go,&lt;br /&gt;you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two sentences, are so damn true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3142677146034618955?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3142677146034618955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3142677146034618955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3142677146034618955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3142677146034618955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/04/people-change-so-that-you-can-learn-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BgjYjaptA2M/TYBKAZDZkOI/AAAAAAAAC_8/TflGIIdSJ6I/s72-c/quotes-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-6637894043599590297</id><published>2011-04-02T15:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:44:00.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='article'/><title type='text'>Scorpio =D</title><content type='html'>I have to say that this is quite true. That's us, Scorpios. Sorry that it's all in chinese, I actually read it from a friend's blog and decided to share it here. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;别说你懂天蝎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;他们没你想象的坚强，只是他们明白：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;把伤口显露给别人看，毫无意义&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;在他们平静而冰冷的表情背后，早已伤痕累累，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;躲起来，是为了更好地疗伤。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;如果你看得懂&lt;/span&gt;，你会知道这背后藏了多少故事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，别以为你的谎言可以欺骗他们，不说出来，是因为：&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;1，爱你，在忍受&lt;/span&gt;；2，好奇，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;观察你之后的举动和他们的推测是否一样&lt;/span&gt;，说白了就是当你是白老鼠；3，你在他们心理面一文不值，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;懒得理你&lt;/span&gt;；4，你对他们的实际利益&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;毫无影响&lt;/span&gt;；5，收拾你的&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;时机未到&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，对你抛媚眼，微笑，不代表真的喜欢你，专一的天蝎，其实也会贪玩，偶尔也会借着放电，试验自己的魅力，更有可能，这个所谓的媚眼不过是他们眼睛无意识眨巴了一下，让你误会了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 别说你懂天蝎，不是他们攻击性强，喜欢找茬，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;而是你在他们心里真的好重要&lt;/span&gt;，他们很想知道：在你心里，他们是否也重要？大仲马说： “争吵与伤害，正是试探爱的手段。”&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;吵架，是他们证明爱情的一种方式。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，他们看似温和冷静的外表下，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;内里的心脆弱如冰，却又炽热如火&lt;/span&gt;。你细小的行为，甚至无意的语句，都可能如针一样刺得他们生痛生痛，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;他们是很注重细节的人。&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;如果你在他们心里很重要的话&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，精明的外表下，其实&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;很大条&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;，对朋友，对亲人，是出乎意料的包容，爱护，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;如果他们真的当你是朋友&lt;/span&gt;，对你会很照顾，不会做对不起你的事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，以为天蝎傻，不能领会你的爱意，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;其实，他们早就心中有数，你的讯息，他们早就收到了，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;只不过，看他们是否愿意有进一步的行动而已&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，在爱情的世界，天蝎座绝对是一个站在“主”位的角色，即使刚开始，他们显示出善解人意，照顾对方，那是他们对爱情的一个掌握度，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;他们清楚什么时候，自己该扮演什么角色。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，对待爱情，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;他们很无私&lt;/span&gt;，能为自己的爱人付出所有；同时，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;也很自私&lt;/span&gt;，要求爱人要服从自己。对爱人，他们希望绝对了解，而同时自己却保持神秘感，不希望被完全看透。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;他们分手的表现特别狠，那是因为他们受到了巨大的伤害&lt;/span&gt;，狠，不过是保护自己的一种手段，同时也不想自己继续受伤。&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;平时果断的天蝎，在对待爱情，其实很犹豫的&lt;/span&gt;，对自己的深爱的人，始终会心存幻想，有时，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;几句甜言蜜语就又可以让他们难舍难离&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，他们不是离经叛道，而是&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;内心，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;他们有自己的的一套行为标准，方式&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;越是成熟的蝎子，越是这样，轻易不改变。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;他们其实不善于伪装，因为不屑&lt;/span&gt;；他们同时&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;也很善于伪装，在必要的时候&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;面对不和你争论，不是词穷理屈，不是怕了你，而是内心觉得你不配，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;懒得睬你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;，天蝎，远比你想象的要骄傲&lt;/span&gt;。天蝎同时也认为：&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;实力是做出来的，不是说出来的&lt;/span&gt;。而一但天蝎专注一件事，往往的确能让那些说三道四的闭嘴。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，上一秒，面对敌人出手快很准的他们，同样会为弱者流泪。天蝎的内心都是&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;柔弱，悲悯的&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;他们的内心并不如你想象的黑暗，相反，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;要比你想象中善良&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，他们不是不善于与人建立亲密的关系，而是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;他们比一般人看得透“人性”&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;他们信奉：&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;君子之交淡如水&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，他们并不是肉欲之上的，相反，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;内心深处&lt;/span&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;他们对于爱情的想法是相当纯结的，这也是他们为什么不能容忍背叛的原因，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;得不到全部，就宁愿不要&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;别说你懂天蝎，他们即使会用计谋，可并不是你想象中的阴险，相反，他们是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;很佩服那些有真能力，真本事的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;他们信奉：&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;实力至上，愿赌服输&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;别说，你懂天蝎，因为，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;有时候连&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;他们自己都不明白自己&lt;/span&gt;。是天使？是魔鬼？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Unfortunately, not many people really understands me. But for that reason, I find that this article is true enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-6637894043599590297?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/6637894043599590297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=6637894043599590297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6637894043599590297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6637894043599590297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/04/scorpio-d.html' title='Scorpio =D'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-5241667657429150548</id><published>2011-03-01T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T17:05:14.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><title type='text'>Monash</title><content type='html'>Ohayo!&lt;br /&gt;Nice day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I attended my 2nd day of uni. I thought I'll be dreading when uni starts again, but on a second thought, I actually enjoyed it. At least for these 2 days. I enjoyed going to uni for studies, having a student life just like others instead of rotting at home like the past 3 months. I actually love being a student. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I made the first change, became a tinsy bit more positive than before, that's why I didn't rant on the first day itself after going through every unit introduction which all require us to do assessments, tutorials and oral presentation. Besides, I'm quite determined to score well for this sem, next sem, next next sem..till I finish my course. I want a first class honours! That's my aim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I ever mention about the tuition fee? Yes, increased about 1k. And I told my sis last night, MONASH isn't like a uni, it's more like a recreation place, the whole building itself. They even have IPADs now can you imagine? IPADs and Macbooks for loan to students! My sis only replied me : That's why your fees increase! -_-" true enough!&lt;br /&gt;I rather them giving us scholarship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monash also has touch and go now so you may save up your precious time paying the parking ticket at auto-pay machine and all you have to give in return is an extra of 20cents which HELL, I DEFINITELY WILL USE PARKING TICKET RATHER THAN PAYING THE EXTRA 20CENTS EVERYDAY. OOOhhhh lala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sleepy right now but I couldn't take nap otherwise tonight will be another fitful sleep of night.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-5241667657429150548?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/5241667657429150548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=5241667657429150548&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/5241667657429150548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/5241667657429150548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/03/monash.html' title='Monash'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-4504191851391828140</id><published>2011-02-27T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T15:02:26.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><title type='text'>Uni starts again!</title><content type='html'>Great day people!&lt;br /&gt;Tmr will be my first day of uni in Year 2 Sem 1. Okay, I'm all set to overcome the challenges that are ahead of me! Yo Yo Yo! (I'm trying very hard to be positive you see?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's great news for this year, which is you will have to use 3 hands to count the number of guys in year 1! Something to be happy of. Haha. Because there are like about 10 guys in Year 3 now, 8 guys in year 2, and the depressing number of 5 guys in Year 1. After looking at some of the photos taken during transition camp, hey, there's like so many guys. About 14 of them. Too bad lah, all macam budak kecik to me. Haha no offends guys! Just joking! I think they had splendid moments at Genting View Resort just like how we had a fantastic camp at PD last year. =D Btw, I am certainly NOT desperate for guys okieee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things running on my mind. Wanted to take up contemp and raggae classes, but seeing that the first year I couldn't manage my time quite well, I ditched that idea. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wish me luck people for my 2nd year! So that you won't see rants on my blog regarding the boring 2nd year. Oops, I meant, happening. We gotta look on the bright side! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-4504191851391828140?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/4504191851391828140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=4504191851391828140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4504191851391828140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4504191851391828140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/02/uni-starts-again.html' title='Uni starts again!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-9018980914434105568</id><published>2011-02-26T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T19:31:01.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading my blog. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what was stated as my post title, changes. I'm proud to say that, I'm 21 this year. And I'm ashame to say that, I have no achievements until today. Achivements as in something that brings tremendous changes to not only me, but people around me, and the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my 3 months holiday, all I did was earning a handful of cash in Dec, then shake legs at home during Jan and Feb. I did nothing more than finishing some dramas, sports, dancing and getting my pair of hands back on the organ. It felt great to actually play the organ again, something I had not done throughout the past half year, which left my organ collecting dust. I thought I spent my time rather well, as I really relaxed all the time. But I was stunned by other people at my age, doing something so significant in their lives. Something that changes others to become a better person, just like how are they improving themselves from time to time. Such a shame that I did nothing good like them. I'm 20 turning 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I entered college and stepped into uni, I became a quiet or passive person. Not involving in any activities. I think that's mainly because I feel inferior. Like the conversation with Shan today. She asked me, if she is suitable to be an emcee. I told her she can and she asked why. She said we need so many skills like sense of humour and all. And that's when I said, just like me. I didn't get involve because there are so many people who's English is good, way better than I am, I can't speak as fluently and as spontaneously with creative ideas like them. Thus, I retreat in every possible ways. I know that's bad, but I'll try not to do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20 turning 21. I'm always impress with people, very easily. Especially my friends from Indonesia, like Devi and Fiona, though I have not spoken much to them, at least from what I learned about them, they made me impress. It's like they are always very positive in life, optimistic, yeah that's the word. I'm sure they definitely have their worries and obstacles, but that's the feeling i have about them. The impression that they own good qualities that many of us should learned of. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20 turning 21. I'll start making changes, first and foremost, changes to myself. Then only I'll be able to make a difference. Let's do it together everyone. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-9018980914434105568?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/9018980914434105568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=9018980914434105568&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/9018980914434105568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/9018980914434105568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/02/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1955297433980331542</id><published>2011-02-24T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T15:02:26.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><title type='text'>New Year New Sem</title><content type='html'>Hi lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;Just a few more days and I'll be starting my Year 2 First Sem. Time is passing by so fast each day that it was 12.40pm when I woke up this, well, afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, the good news is, our timetable is finally out! Like after so many centuries when all the other schools have got it earlier. The thing is, we don't have to Allocate any tutorials classes or workshop whereas the other schools had to do it. Yet I believe our timetable was one of the last to be given to us. So inefficient! -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, few days ago I felt so intimidated looking at our lecture notes. Year 1 Sem 1 had been a nightmare especially during the exam period. Now I'm like having pharmacy-phobia. I didn't want to experience that whole chapter of life again, it was so torturing. But Year 1 Sem 2 was much better as we knew how to cope up with things. Now that I'm gonna face the same thing again, I felt a lil scare. It's like sending myself to the chamber of torture. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we finally received an email of our timetable. First week will definitely be the best of all because we don't have class on Thurs and Fri! Yoohoo~ But later on, nothing to be happy about except for all the public holidays which is not enough either. My oh My.. Hmm, don't worry, I still believe that I can get through this 4 years! Though I might not excel but still, give me honours lah.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a mix-feeling I'm experiencing now : nervous, excited, scare, challenging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, recent posts are all rantings. sorry la. that's what my blog is meant for. to write what i don't say.&lt;br /&gt;adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-1955297433980331542?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1955297433980331542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1955297433980331542&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1955297433980331542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1955297433980331542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-year-new-sem.html' title='New Year New Sem'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1254306620589271107</id><published>2011-02-11T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T02:04:31.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy =)'/><title type='text'>CNY Rabbit Year</title><content type='html'>Hello people! Gong xi fa cai!! How was your CNY?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been hearing people saying this year's CNY is really quiet, in fact, it's getting more and more quiet each year. However I think I did have a great Bunny year though, apart from the fact that I've been losing whenever I gamble, the rest was perfectly fine. I went house hopping almost everyday, collecting ang paos which were unexpectedly "bigger" than the previous years from some uncles and aunties,especially from my friends' mom or dad. Which sums up my ang paos to........Nah, I'm not gonna tell you how much is it! :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So well, I didn't actually snap any photos this year. I wore skirt on the first day. Haha, I can be really girlish at times too. But you see, I don't like wearing skirt, what more with a tight skirt. And the vain me wore a tight skirt on the first day. Also lucky me that I had to sit on the floor to almost every houses I visited because there were too many people and of course, the adults will be occupying the seats. I had to sit with both legs close at the side and shifted to the other side almost every 3 minutes. Yes, padan muka betul. LOL. So I didn't wear that skirt until today. I don't wanna be fidgeting in front of so many pairs of eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for gambling, as usual. No luck in gambling. Overall, I've been losing for the past few years and no exception for this year. I still lose each time I gamble but I don't go for big bets, so thankgoodness I don't lose a hundered bucks. Hah, still when only will I win then? Hmm. I'm still waiting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll make sure I utilize all 15 days of CNY. There's still visitings coming up next. Till then!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Fireworks was mesmerizing! How I love it**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-1254306620589271107?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1254306620589271107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1254306620589271107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1254306620589271107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1254306620589271107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/02/cny-rabbit-year.html' title='CNY Rabbit Year'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1460349619721049549</id><published>2011-02-02T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T13:09:02.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><title type='text'>YEAH YEAH</title><content type='html'>I'm here to wish all of you&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a very very very&amp;nbsp;&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: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy and Prosperous Chinese New Year!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANG PAO MARI-MARI!! :-D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-1460349619721049549?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1460349619721049549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1460349619721049549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1460349619721049549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1460349619721049549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/02/yeah-yeah.html' title='YEAH YEAH'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-2934483479011183227</id><published>2011-01-30T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T12:16:07.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><title type='text'>She's such an Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3-75xGavbi4?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-2934483479011183227?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/2934483479011183227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=2934483479011183227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2934483479011183227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2934483479011183227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/01/youtube-video-player_30.html' title='She&apos;s such an Angel'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3-75xGavbi4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-4398240796756603873</id><published>2011-01-20T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T01:06:08.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Random mischievous uncle</title><content type='html'>Man : Where is Maybank?&lt;br /&gt;Girl : Oh walk straight and turn right and walk till the end.&lt;br /&gt;Man : Oh ok thank you. Are you living here?&lt;br /&gt;Girl : Yes I'm living here.&lt;br /&gt;Man : Are you working?&lt;br /&gt;Girl : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;*weird*&lt;/span&gt; Ya, I'm working in Klang.&lt;br /&gt;Man : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;*finally gets to his main point*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Are you single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;*luckily I'm smart* &lt;/span&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;Man : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;*shock*&lt;/span&gt; Oh you're married?&lt;br /&gt;Girl : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;*wth?*&lt;/span&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Man : Oh sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man walked away. Girl's sis asked : who was that?&lt;br /&gt;Girl explained everything to the sister.&lt;br /&gt;Sis's reaction was : "Next time when someone ask '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;are you single?&lt;/span&gt;', Just tell him '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;No, I'm double&lt;/span&gt;'..... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Doink&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perverts!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl is in her twenties so the man actually believed that she's married.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, please beware of these kind of people. You never know what's on their mind!&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the girl is single. And she's not me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-4398240796756603873?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/4398240796756603873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=4398240796756603873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4398240796756603873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4398240796756603873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/01/random-mischievous-uncle.html' title='Random mischievous uncle'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3503986280818412371</id><published>2011-01-06T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T11:24:24.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>girls vs guys</title><content type='html'>Parents usually forbid their children to have a date while they're still pursuing their studies.&lt;br /&gt;And whenever my family have conversation on this topic, my sister and I will always come to the same stand : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Dating early is beneficial to the girls but not the guys&lt;/span&gt;. Why is that so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young couples are often very immature. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;The girls will spend like &lt;s&gt;hell&lt;/s&gt; and the guys treat like &lt;s&gt;hell&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Here's an example. A guy friend of mine was going on a date with his girl by taking the bus because both of them couldn't drive at that time. They waited at the bus station and the girl got frustrated. In the end he had to buy loads of stuffs such as soft toys,bags,or just anything that the girl likes just to please her, to make her happy. So you see, girl could get anything easily! The guy's pocket was burned! His cash flowed out like water. What's more when he is still a student where the only source of income is from his parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;In fact, girls these days are pretty much materialistic&lt;/span&gt;. They &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;MAY&lt;/span&gt; give you a chance as long as you can buy them branded stuff. Like my guy friends were saying the other day, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;9 out of 10 girls are materialistic&lt;/span&gt;. There's only 10% girls left who aren't really looking at the properties after all. Well, let's not go so far yet. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Girls these days expect the guys to pay for all their expanses whenever they hang out despite being just normal friends. &lt;/span&gt;The guys will have to pay for the girl's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;movie ticket, meals, send her home, so on and so forth&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Only the 10% of girls will either pay themselves or return the money to the guy.&lt;/span&gt; Of course, unless the guy still insist to pay then why not? You wouldn't want to waste your 10 mins pushing the money here and there right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say, &lt;b&gt;I'm one of the 10%&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;My sister too. The guy friend I cited as an example just now, he asked me, Why I don't simply spend money like how his gf did? Can I introduce a girl who is thrifty to him? &amp;nbsp;Of course, the latter question was just a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, girls who's thrifty is good. However, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;as a girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;b&gt;don't think&lt;/b&gt; that you actually have to save money for your bf, do you? Because if he can't even spend on you, why do you even consider him as your bf in the first place right? I meant saving by always going for low-cost things. Food. Entertainment. etc.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;And guys probably wouldn't realise how much have you tried to save for them if all they care about was just money because even a single penny meant a whole million to them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; So, don't even bother saving. Just spend if you want. It's silly to save money for them on movie tickets or food. That is why my sis and I would say, girls have the benefit, not guys. Take note that it merely applies to &lt;b&gt;young couples&lt;/b&gt;. The elder ones definitely knows how to maintain a good relationship. So I wouldn't say any of that to them. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright that's all for now. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Guys, get ready to be broke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3503986280818412371?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3503986280818412371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3503986280818412371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3503986280818412371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3503986280818412371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/01/girls-vs-guys.html' title='girls vs guys'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-6018238285760930988</id><published>2011-01-03T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T23:22:00.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>all about me</title><content type='html'>Why do I always get the same ol' feeling when it comes to performances? Could it be that I just do not like it at all? Well, perhaps so. I was alright today, not until when I received the rehearsal time that I started to have this "down" feeling. Moody. As if something kepts bothering me and there's no peace. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I get rid of this sucky feeling? &lt;s&gt;Damn.&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's a new year, I wouldn't want to swear anything here. I guess it's practice that I need. Just like shape up. I still remember exactly how did I feel each time I had classes when I first started teaching. Almost loathsome. Now you know how much I hated it even though it is totally unrelevant to that word? I fought with my own thoughts and feelings. It is as if I'm already used to it. Practices makes things easy. This theory probably applies to the commercial dance that I'm involved in. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I still hate it larrrrrrr....ahhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's already the 4th day of 2011 in less that an hour! Oh man, can time not pass so fast? I need 36 hours per day! I have so many things to do instead of wasting my time blogging here! But, yeah there's always a but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once I do not have CNY mood at all. I'm not even in a mood to shop for clothes! I'm not even worry if I don't have any clothes to wear during CNY! Firstly, I told myself that I'll only buy new clothes when I slim down and I didn't! Secondly, I really hope CNY doesn't come so soon. Please, CNY over and it signifies many things. It means uni's gonna start real soon, I'm gonna miss my wing, there ain't much freedom and worst of all, I'll have to face the jam every morning and evening! How come I don't feel happy at all to welcome this new year? Despite all my negative views, for the very least I've got a good news from the newspaper, it says taurus, scorpio and virgo will have a fairly good year. Which means my family! It gives me some hope! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while and I actually managed to write a long post. All my thoughts and ramblings. It seems like I've not spoken to my bestie for some time that I even needed to write it here. AH, pathetic! But nevermind, I know she's going through a hard time right now, the other two are busy with their studies, which left me alone here with the nonsense feeling. Where on earth is there someone like me? guess so not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;I liked being well-known last time. And I was. But right now, low-profile is always better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-6018238285760930988?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/6018238285760930988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=6018238285760930988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6018238285760930988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6018238285760930988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2011/01/all-about-me.html' title='all about me'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-2872652217115233263</id><published>2011-01-02T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:21:40.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><title type='text'>IT MUST BE A GREAT START</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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In a blink of an eye and it'll be 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your year 2010 then? Did you have a great one? Well, I surely did.&lt;br /&gt;Previous years I'll usually sum up what have I done throughout the year and what remarkable events took place and great memories etched within me, as well as my oh-so-proud-of-myself achievenments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't gonna do that this year, because I won't be having that American time to do so today!&lt;br /&gt;What about resolutions? Ditched that too cos I never really did it after all. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what's so great about 2010 is that I started my Pharmacy course in Monash, this is my year one. It felt terrible, horrible and vegetable. It makes you struggle so much and especially gasping for air to breathe during the final exams. Nevertheless, I have the whole classmates going through the same challenges as me. I wouldn't say I'm pretty sure that we'll all make it through together though, because right now I still fuss at the thought of being a pharmacist in the future. I'm still telling people, I might not be a pharmacist then. *oops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;----So that's my beginning of life as a University student---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem break however is always the best part of it! After my 2nd sem I have approximately 3 months of break which I'm very much delighted. November wasn't much of fun except that I went to Genting Highlands with my coursemates or maybe just classmates, the Year Ones. Whereas for December, I earned extra income by dancing and dancing and dancing. Dec indeed is hectic. I did not have a good rest at all. But to think about the cash, that sooths me out. Haha! Yeah, perhaps I'm really a money face person. WHATEVER! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(my mom will thrash me if I ever use this word against her. LOL)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;---My experience as a real part time dancer and I actually disliked it---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting, another remarkable achievement in this year, was that I came home with cash and prizes for two Hip Hop solo competitions. I longed that ever since I started dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;---I had proven myself---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course during the holidays, I get to do things I like as well. I attended tkd class and that's awesome! My muscle ache from top to my calf the next day! I went for badminton! But so sad the more I play the lousier I become -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;---I just have the time to do my hobby---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Also I'm officially an E-Excel Member!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more I couldn't mention everything. &lt;b&gt;Some things just don't change until now&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I love my family&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Gyn wing is still a wing&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;smurf family is still all of one&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;my passion for dancing never ends&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt; I miss tkd and badminton A LOT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is gonna end today. I'm actually &lt;s&gt;fear&lt;/s&gt; to start a New Year. Like there're so much unpredictable things waiting ahead of you. I just fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e06666;"&gt;Lastly, to end my post for 2010, I would like to wish all of you readers&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Let's rock it!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;p/s : what do you think about the new layout?&lt;/span&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/1461301033338236999-7017319624621739978?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/7017319624621739978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=7017319624621739978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7017319624621739978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7017319624621739978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year-2011.html' title='Happy New Year 2011!!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-636191577219684689</id><published>2010-12-25T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T01:41:00.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a simple shout out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;RR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;HR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun everyone! Make it a memorable one! I just did ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-636191577219684689?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/636191577219684689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=636191577219684689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/636191577219684689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/636191577219684689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-simple-shout-out-me-rr-y-c-hr-is-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-7044299955963535718</id><published>2010-12-14T02:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T02:14:17.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>Rough road</title><content type='html'>Desirable Perfectionist blog knows me really well. Each time I try to rant, it fails me. End up I won't write something really useless here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always hear people saying, think out of the box every now and then. What about act out of the box? Have you ever reach out for something, only hoping to make it one step higher than where you are standing now? But you somehow just couldn't get out of the box. You dislike doing it, and then you thought for a moment. Should I persevere to overcome that challenge or should I stop doing what I dislike? To think positively, Yes, it's alright if you stop because you simply don't like it. When you think the other way round, you might be such a loser to give up so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dislike doing it, therefore it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;You think that it is hard, therefore you dislike it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is it then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps dislike and hard comes hand in hand. No one will like something really difficult for them, and no one can do something difficult easily. So what now? It sounds true, but which one is real? You tend to become confuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we should try. No harm trying.&lt;br /&gt;That's wrong. It does involve others to compromise with you.&lt;br /&gt;However, it's still important to always give a shot to whatever you're doing. Only if it is no longer bearable, that will be the time you come to take a break. Somehow no one understands the deepest feelings of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can you take off your mask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Don't be too good to me, I may rely on you**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-7044299955963535718?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/7044299955963535718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=7044299955963535718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7044299955963535718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7044299955963535718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/12/rough-road.html' title='Rough road'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3999214855181576720</id><published>2010-12-12T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T17:34:15.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, I'm not gonna blog like some other famous bloggers. I realised it's not as easy as I thought to be a famous blogger, I DID NOT just say I want to be one. But it's tough keeping up with blogging especially when you are so hectic with other more important errants. Obviously blogging is the "more important errant" for the full-time bloggers who only blogs and do nothing else to earn a living. It's their job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I performed today after so long. I meant by commercial dance, and that's one thing I dislike up until today. That's why I find it hard for me to cope with. Hip Hop and hot dance is wayyyyy too easy compared to this. The easier the things are, the harder we have to work on it. I totally agree with that. And today's was none other any ordinary performances which I made mistakes as usual. Today's was worst. Sigh, commercial dance is just simply not my type of dance. Despite my preferences, I still perform because other than eaning side incomes, I'm trying to overcome the difficulties. I like dancing and therefore, I SHOULD be able to dance all types of dances and genres. Now that's something really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm like so chubby now! How to slim down? I have not eaten junk food or any nonsense for a week but my weight stays the same. One week is a loooong time for me! Ah,I know, the thing is, I still eat a lot. Like yesterday, I just had chicken+duck+charsiew rice for lunch, various dishes for tea time, Thai food for dinner. And I consumed A LOT for each meal! Look how much I enjoyed? HAHA. Yeah I have to pay for it- my weight. Ish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, Uniqlo turns out to be rather disappointing. I expected more of it, but I didn't really see anything which catches my attention other than the sports wear. I love the pants man, but it cost RM100 and above. It's too costly that I can't remember the exact price. Sigh. Wish I could have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Christmas decoration in Pavillion was fabulous. Have a look there people. And YES, you still can go there even though you can't shop. Window shopping always makes me determine to be rich, ALWAYS. I'll get what I want with my own capability, which I already can afford right now. HAHAHA! But it's not the right time to spend yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, I hate people sticking their heads into my life peeping at my personal routines. Don't be a kepo if you don't want others to interfere yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3999214855181576720?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3999214855181576720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3999214855181576720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3999214855181576720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3999214855181576720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/12/gosh-im-not-gonna-blog-like-some-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-5675871368110615421</id><published>2010-12-03T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T22:56:50.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><title type='text'>Ogawa</title><content type='html'>Big Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Now I wished dec 21st comes real fast. Then only I can breathe real slow.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm not getting a good rest since my holidays started until now! Racing with time, having to rush from one chore to the next, keeping up with the fully occupied day plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd decided to go on with words rather than pictures about my roadshow because now I don't really like uploading my pictures on the internet. I'm lack of privacy! &lt;i&gt;HAHA&lt;/i&gt;. Anyway, as I said earlier, it was Ogawa Roadshow in Kuantan. I felt excited as I had never been there before, and kind of sad as well to leave home even though it's just for 2nights! Guess I'm a homely person now.&lt;i&gt; LOL&lt;/i&gt;. So the journey to Kuantan took about 3 hours, and the road as smooth as I thought, in fact it's really dangerous to travel up at night. We passed by &lt;b&gt;Genting Sempah&lt;/b&gt;, which initially I got shock to mistakenly thought as &lt;b&gt;Genting Sampah&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;HEHE&lt;/i&gt;. Went up at 11pm and only reached at 2something in the morning due to some delays as well. Checked in LA hotel, tricky enough that we thought the hotel will be as glamour as it's name which turns out to be some chapalang hotel. 6 of us squeeze in a room with 2 single beds and 2 extra matresses on the floor. We had so sleep shivering throughout the few hours left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early and had breakfast. Well, people there don't really wake up THAT early you know. And surprisingly, majorities were indians in a chinese coffee shop. The food tasted quite good and was at a reasonable price too. Later on, headed to East Coast Mall for rehearsal. Shopping malls in Kuantan are quite big, it's up to standard just like well, AEON Bukit Tinggi. But for the shop lots outside along the street, you hardly find a place to dine in after 8pm. The shops close really early I do not know how people there can have interesting life! We had to go round and round just to hunt for a place to eat, ended up in a food court!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think these people have yum cha session! Oh, lifeless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roadshow is all about eating, waiting, performing for the 6-10mins and sleeping. One thing I like about it is that it's stress-free. Unlike performing on stage where you had to rush like hell to change into another costume in 1 or 2 mins time with so many accessories! However, there's always a downside right? Some Perverts just snap pictures of you or record while you're dancing with this pervert grin and stares on their bloody pervert face. There's even one uncle, UNCLE, who asked about the girls (us) instead of the Ogawa products. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WTH?&lt;/span&gt;! Yeah, I know we're gorgeous but PLEASE stop being so ungentleman yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TPkE7EQYLvI/AAAAAAAACF4/TJ1VdEq56wM/s1600/ezshape_main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TPkE7EQYLvI/AAAAAAAACF4/TJ1VdEq56wM/s320/ezshape_main.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this is one of the product on promotion. It helps you to BURN FATS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be heading over to Malacca. We'll be in Pahlawan Shopping Mall. And we gotta move at 7am. That's freaking early! Yet much better than the schedule to Kuantan. Looking forward to eating Chicken Rice Ball and Cendol! Ooh lala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised, my blog traffic is really high these days. Yeah! But it's not because of my interesting posts, it's because people simply google for SMURFS and eventually leads to my blog. Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then! Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-5675871368110615421?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/5675871368110615421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=5675871368110615421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/5675871368110615421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/5675871368110615421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/12/big-sigh.html' title='Ogawa'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TPkE7EQYLvI/AAAAAAAACF4/TJ1VdEq56wM/s72-c/ezshape_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-7288974942927473579</id><published>2010-11-25T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T00:12:32.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>holidays!</title><content type='html'>It's only one week break and I'm starting to feel bored! Holidays makes me lazy, and aimless. I don't know what to do and it seems that there's nothing for me to reach out in life. LOL. I guess that's what holidays are meant to be. -_-"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, I had a great trip to oh well, Genting, yeah bet you'll say HUH? But it turned out to be fun alright. I still love Genting although many people find it boring. Oh well Genting is always at the top of my list! Except for the fact that it isn't as cold as the "ancient times -___-" . And the hours spent just for a ride which wipes off your hyper mood, but still the rides are cooL. The lights are beautiful. The night with mist. Even the mist is becoming a rare sight on a sunny day. That's saddening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, I've been catching up on drama series very much lately. Just finish watching Beyond the Realm Of Conscience and currently watching Born Rich as well as my all time favourite Gossip Girl! Yeah, people who doesn't like Gossip Girls, please go get a life! Or perhaps start off by watching GG and that's how YOU will get a life! It's so interesting with juicy gossips and it mainly revolves around teenagers' life or more precisely, on relationships. Of course it meant everything. From family to friends to love. It's so interesting I wish I was in one of the episodes! LOL. Only plain boring people don't get the idea of what is so interesting about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TO02w9Ow9DI/AAAAAAAACFw/lMNnk6wt7wo/s1600/gossip-girl-season-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TO02w9Ow9DI/AAAAAAAACFw/lMNnk6wt7wo/s320/gossip-girl-season-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;And.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TO04QSLDv5I/AAAAAAAACF0/Yxl7lNYt7Kg/s1600/gingerwht.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TO04QSLDv5I/AAAAAAAACF0/Yxl7lNYt7Kg/s320/gingerwht.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back to dancing for good! Just went to make my pair of silver heels on wednesday and there goes my $$$. It's quite costly and therefore, I HAVE to perform in order to balance out my profit and lost. HAHA. I'm good at calculating whenever it comes to money. But mind you, I'm still generous enough to spend people who deserve a treat. I DON'T take people for granted, neither do I like people who take others for granted. That's very bad. Anyway, my silver heels is 3 and half inch. I can't imagine myself in that really HIGH heels but I'll make the best out of it. =D teehee. It doesn't look exactly like the one in the pic but it's really similar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else now? oh yeah, female's sensitive issue. I'm trying to lose weight. Get rid of those fats which I'd gained for the past 4 and half months. Alright, it's freaking 4KG! And whenever I bumped into someone, they'll all mentioned the same thing, I've put on weight. It sucks big time yo! So let's hope that I can slim down please please please. I really gotta shut my mouth and stay away from food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, remember I did mention that I wanted to create a blog just about my pharmacy course. Haha, I'm really lazy to do it and I don't have the urge to do it anymore since it's a holiday! So, I guess that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have fun people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-7288974942927473579?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/7288974942927473579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=7288974942927473579&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7288974942927473579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7288974942927473579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/11/holidays.html' title='holidays!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TO02w9Ow9DI/AAAAAAAACFw/lMNnk6wt7wo/s72-c/gossip-girl-season-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-4028949650856052016</id><published>2010-11-12T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T19:30:29.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TN0lKcyXbcI/AAAAAAAACFs/2YLvOHZpYBY/s1600/73900_454730111643_622741643_5988252_789604_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TN0lKcyXbcI/AAAAAAAACFs/2YLvOHZpYBY/s320/73900_454730111643_622741643_5988252_789604_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be back!! S.O.O.N.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-4028949650856052016?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/4028949650856052016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=4028949650856052016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4028949650856052016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4028949650856052016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/11/ill-be-back-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TN0lKcyXbcI/AAAAAAAACFs/2YLvOHZpYBY/s72-c/73900_454730111643_622741643_5988252_789604_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-4134394052507385626</id><published>2010-11-04T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:15:40.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Contemporary Dream</title><content type='html'>I was having some discussion with some people which none are familiar to me. But then all of sudden, I was told to pretend to be loving with this guys, and I asked : " What? Are we gonna act like how couples pretend to be lovely infront of some psychologists just to fulfil the request? (which I didn't know what request was it?) " &amp;nbsp;But we utterly failed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next thing I knew was, I went to a ball which people didn't actually dress up as glamour as one should. We had this guessing game which all of us were divided into groups. Two members will strike a pose and we had to guess what sort of dance is that. Well, it was easy. First was Salsa, 2nd was Cha Cha Cha, and the 3rd one. No one mentioned anything. The member was hinting us by stretching out the leg over and over again. That's when I got the answer and blurted out proudly : " CONTEMPORARY!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh. I opened my eyes and Doraemon was right infront of me. HAHA! I shamefully thought that no one could hear me, I woke up and so did my sis too. She was awake. First thing I quickly asked her was : " Did you hear me saying something?" and without hesitating she replied : "YES, contemporary!" I burst out a laugh and felt so ashamed of myself. Well, obviously I was just dreaming but it seemed so surreal that I even said that word out loud! Owh, I MISS DANCING =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after yesterday's paper, I thought to myself. If I ever did any better, then sacrificing dancing is worth for this time around. Only this time because I don't think I'll stopped later on. Hopefully. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Never drink nestlo ice or any caffeine drink or you'll end up like me sleeping only afer 2am yet the stimulation was so strong I couldn't sleep after I was aroused from the dream at 7.23am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more papers to go. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-4134394052507385626?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/4134394052507385626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=4134394052507385626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4134394052507385626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4134394052507385626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/11/contemporary-dream.html' title='Contemporary Dream'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1634281202639402461</id><published>2010-10-24T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T01:00:03.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aha, I love traffic reports. I find it interesting how random visitors actually linked to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of it :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;desirable perfectionist blogspot&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(must be someone I know? =D )&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;b&gt;bye sembreak, hello 2nd sem&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(so random, who would actually google this? 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;b&gt;sue yen&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(this is common)&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;b&gt;hot taylor lautner pics&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(I have like only 1 or 2 which I posted long time ago?)&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;b&gt;sue yen blog&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(me lar)&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;b&gt;taylor lautner body&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;again -_-" - sound so wrong)&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;b&gt;update on sue yen&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(haha paparazzi! =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;b&gt;taylor lautner fat&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(hello? does he even have fats? *doubts*)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, no offence guys! You people who googled all these are really fun! I meant, interesting people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun googling! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-1634281202639402461?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1634281202639402461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1634281202639402461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1634281202639402461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1634281202639402461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/10/aha-i-love-traffic-reports.html' title=''/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1846058930991904510</id><published>2010-10-23T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T01:49:41.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><title type='text'>Jog like you're flying! woosh~</title><content type='html'>Hello people! 1 more week to go and I'll be sitting for my first paper!&lt;br /&gt;I bet everyone's working hard in it, ironically, I'm not really doing much of preparation though. I'm Not Really nervous YET. That's why I slacked so much this week!&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is, I get to go for jogging. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wasn't simply running all the way and stopping whenever I'm tired. I set targets! Targets for myself!&lt;br /&gt;Each time I run, I'll make sure I achieve my target and I'm proud to say, in these 3 days time, I've broke my own record! wee~ My stamina improved, same goes for my mentality. Well, sometimes jogging isn't about using all your energy. If you realise, it's your poor determination that stops you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I jog, or even run, the first thing came to my mind is, it's too far. It's &lt;b&gt;STILL&lt;/b&gt; far. I can't make it, can I stop? But then again, if I stop, how can I reach the end? I'll try to distract my thoughts away from that to keep me running. I'll think of something else, something that makes me happy and feel good about it. Something that makes me plaster a smile on my face while running. Hey obviously, I don't smile all the way or else people might think I'm out of my mind. And I'll say to myself repeatedly, "sueyen,there's a million dollars waiting for you! grab it!!" &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt; Nah, that's bullshit! I don't think that way. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. You probably wouldn't believe but it's the same old slogans and all that keeps me going, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;"Don't give up. It's just a short distance and Sue yen, you can do it! Don't stop!"&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, that's what I said to myself all the time. And I'm absolutely happy with my improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I'm kind of a vain, narccisist, perasan punya budak. Alright. So apart from running for myself, I'm actually showing off too. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt; Again, am &lt;b&gt;NOT.&lt;/b&gt; But I am delighted to get compliments from others(or I thought so). Just like today, I jogged and passed by 2 uncles for many times. Then, there was one time I heard him saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;"Perempuan!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; He's probably chatting about some hot chicks but to me, My perasaness never fails. I perceived that he's saying I'm a girl and considered good enough to jogged for so long non-stop. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;That's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,I don't jog for nothing. Jogging meant something to me. The most important one is it meant&lt;b&gt; freedom! &lt;/b&gt;I tend to feel relax, to forget about all the annoying stuffs, and run as far as I could, as long as I could, as if I'm getting any nearer to my dreams, chasing it all the way. Not forgetting about the fresh air. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I love the greeneries there&lt;/span&gt;! Where else can I get to jog so frequently with trees along the track other than Taman Rakyat? Some of the people dislike that place because there's slopes and hills and bumpy track way but I like, it's more challenging!Anyway, since I'm currently not dancing,jogging will be my preference to release stress.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I'm so keen in jogging. I motivate myself to jog. But can someone tell me how to motivate myself to study!!! ARGH! Damn it. If I don't do well for my finals, I only can blame myself........&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; rants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie, that's all for now. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-1846058930991904510?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1846058930991904510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1846058930991904510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1846058930991904510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1846058930991904510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/10/jog-like-youre-flying-woosh.html' title='Jog like you&apos;re flying! woosh~'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-550382751371751493</id><published>2010-10-19T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T01:46:26.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gang'/><title type='text'>Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;YOU THREE BETTER READ THIS AND LIKE THIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking back at my Smurf Family. I miss them. And until today, it's still the same old thing I'm gonna say. No one can ever replace them in my heart. They're part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who hadn't read the post, here's the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2009/10/smurfs.html"&gt;http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2009/10/smurfs.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I don't feel happy in university. My friends probably wouldn't believe me if I were to say this to them. I'm smiling everyday in uni, laughing out so loud sometimes my stomach aches and my jaws goes unlock. LOL. But well, who knows my well? Only the 3 of them in the Smurf family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm genuine with them, I can be myself, a total freedom. I don't have to watch out for my speech, my language, my harsh words, my unpleasant behaviour, my childishness, afraid of offending them. No, I don't even have to care if I just said I hate you to them. Because we're just friends. True friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times where the all 4 of us hang out like a bunch of psychos talking so loudly and gossiping for what seemed like forever and getting bored of each other's face yet we just simply needed one another. I'm not sure if they feel the same as I do, but that's just me and the 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's never been that exciting anymore since all 4 of us left apart to further our studies. Well, though we're all in Malaysia but sometimes, I just feel we're so far away that I miss them a lot. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;I need you people lar yor!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Wanna emo merajuk and all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;BabiS faster come back okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;So that we can gather gather!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/1461301033338236999-550382751371751493?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/550382751371751493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=550382751371751493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/550382751371751493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/550382751371751493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/10/us.html' title='Us'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3953244398485922146</id><published>2010-10-01T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T12:16:37.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Sem Break is great!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my new neighbour who's gonna shift in real soon. I guess before christmas. The construction workers are doing renovation &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;EVERY DAY AND NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;. Really. They start work about 8.30am and end only after 9pm or slightly earlier I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to them too that I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;woke up everyday BEFORE 10 during my SEM BREAK&lt;/span&gt;! That's not like me, but then it happens that way. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Aeon and Botanic which is so near to my house that I'm out &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt;, well, to study of course. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=p&lt;/span&gt; So unlike myself again, but yes I did study. Just that now &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;I barely remember what had I read for the past 4 days&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this sem break wasn't as what I had expected earlier. I thought it would be really boring but turned out the other way round. I think I had a fruitful week though &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt; - Due to some complications and changes in my plan, I headed to AEON at 9.50am simply because I had no where else to go! And who knows again that I'll actually settled down at Starbucks and started revising. Well,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Hazelnut Hot Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;, Starbucks Sofa, Soothing musics, and quiet environment with air-cond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt; It's perfectly great to be there! I revised for the whole 4 hours there! Amazing Huh. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;You can even stalk around to look who's doing what without them noticing you, but people probably look at me more than I look at them because my sitting position was really undecent&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. I couldn't sit still for long with both legs down. Get what I mean?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt; - Since day 1 was like heaven, so of course I'll proceed with the same routine. I went to &lt;b&gt;Botanic cafe&lt;/b&gt; instead, and boy, I don't think I'll wanna go there again. See, the place was really big and well-decorated, but there wasn't anyone around when I reached there, so I chose to sit in the air-conditioned compartment. To my surprise, such nice comfortable place with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;houseflies flying all around!&lt;/span&gt; Fine, I couldn't stand it and quickly went off after finishing my drink. I even found a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;tiny strand of hair hidden in my groundnuts&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Utter disgust!&lt;/span&gt; So went to Aeon but no luck that day, Starbucks sofa was occupied. Loiter around and finally got a sofa seat at &lt;b&gt;Secret Recipe.&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, I know I'm chosing funny places to do revision but then, all I need was just Sofa Seat. You wanna get one for me? Haha. Revised for only 3 hours. Then headed to Taman Rakyat and took a walk. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I love that place especially the fresh air filled with scent of greeneries. Lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; - Went out real late so ended up in &lt;b&gt;VIVO&lt;/b&gt;. That's the &lt;i&gt;weirdest&lt;/i&gt; place but I had no choice. Mushroom soup wasn't up to my expectation, they used the black mushroon which was &lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt; too. The bunch of aunties &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;talking ever so loudly and laughing their lungs out were kind of annoying&lt;/span&gt;. Everything was just &lt;i&gt;weird &lt;/i&gt;there. Even &lt;i&gt;MYSELF&lt;/i&gt; revising there was already &lt;i&gt;weird &lt;/i&gt;enough. Not even two hours that day and I went off. Was LAZY then. SO YES, Went for jogging at Tmn Rakyat. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I love jogging too&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt; - Finally went to &lt;b&gt;Starbucks&lt;/b&gt; again. This time I changed 3 seats. First, on the wooden chair as I didn't wanna go round for sofas again. Then changed to the centre sofa after a man left. Next, changed to the window side Sofa because that's the most comfy place to do whatever you want. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Had their &lt;b&gt;Signature Hot Chocolate and Bread&lt;/b&gt;. Owh, &lt;i&gt;luxurious&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Halfway through reading I heard a lil' boy telling his mom that he wants to sit on the sofa, but it was occupied by a guy who was doing his reading as well. Alright, there's 3 sofas around one small table and the guy was in the middle. So there goes the conversation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Lil boy : Mummy, I wanna sit there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Mom : Got people sitting there. You ask that kor kor to move to that sofa&lt;/span&gt; (pointing to the sofa next to the guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Lil boy&lt;/span&gt; : *hesitated* and (walk towards the kor kor) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Can you sit there? &lt;/span&gt;(pointing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Guy&lt;/span&gt; : (took off his earphone) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Lil boy : Can you sit there? cos my mommy wanna sit here&lt;/span&gt;. (which means the place where the guy is sitting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Guy : Oh your mommy wanna sit here is it? &lt;/span&gt;(smiling and replying politely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Lil boy : ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor guy,of course he went off to the wooden chair instead,if me I'll do the same as well, I wouldn't wanna share the same table with strangers. But he's nice enough, not showing any unsatisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow wonder is it right for the mother to do that? She didnt' even went over to thank the guy. It's sort of..to be impolite a bit, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;she sort of use her son to get the seat&lt;/span&gt; because from what I observe, the mother wants to sit there as well. Hmm..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Ignore my evil thoughts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I went for jogging. Meeting the same people there. Broke my own record this time. 3 times continuous! Wee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 4 days,I'm broke now. I'm very lazy now. I'll give myself a break. Hence, my blog is updated. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Finals is around the corner. Can't fool around anymore! Time to get serious. Well, no pictures again. Next time alright!Take care people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3953244398485922146?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3953244398485922146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3953244398485922146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3953244398485922146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3953244398485922146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/10/sem-break-is-great.html' title='Sem Break is great!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-6601598729370346517</id><published>2010-09-21T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:34:14.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottom of my heart'/><title type='text'>That girl</title><content type='html'>Lack of blogging makes you unable to blog. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of stuck whenever I try to start writing a post. It happens almost every single time when I clicked on the New Post and then I sign out right after that. Yeah, even blogging requires us to squeeze our minds and get some juicy ideas of what to talk about. Yet, no creative post it seems. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just find it really really hard to please everyone. The more concern you are of that particular person, the harder it is to please him/her. When you failed to do so, you feel sad just because that individual is whom you want to please but you simply can't. How pathetic is that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did everything she could, or maybe almost what she's able to, just to please you. Somehow things just don't go smoothly as she thought. One small mistake and there goes the unpleasant lectures, one little misinterpretation adn there goes the argument, one insignifanct difference in opinion and there goes the debate. She tried her best to please you in all ways, to tolerate you as much as she could, why can't you see that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She may be rebellious at times, but who doesn't? Which teenager would nod in agreement all the time? But one thing for sure is she ain't like any other kids who loiters around in their saggy pants and baggy shirt in the shopping mall so frequently without having any plans for their future. She aims high. She needs support. She wants to achieve what's best for herself. So let her be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't understand her. They think she's as confident as she appears to be; she's as impolite as how she talks to her friends, whom she considers as "close" friends, they think she's harsh in words, maybe; They think she's a bright student, high IQ, which she doesn't even agree to that; She often thinks that most of her achievements are of sheer luck, only once in a while due to her effor, she still doubts her ability every now and then. Who looks up to her? Last time people used to, but not now. She's lost most of her capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cares about how others look upon her. How they think about her. In spite of all the perceptions others developed towards her, she's still herself, only wearing on a mask so often that sometimes, she feels exhausted. She smiles so widely to the world, but deep down in her, she feels like ignoring the word. Only if she could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in any ways similar to her? Well, I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-6601598729370346517?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/6601598729370346517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=6601598729370346517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6601598729370346517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6601598729370346517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/09/that-girl.html' title='That girl'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-91893885963738869</id><published>2010-09-12T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:21:00.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Updates 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;KFC ain't satisfying at all. I want McD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just got back from dinner and I don't think KFC is as delicious and finger licking good anymore. I don't feel the satisfaction like how I used to crave for more even after a whole of snack plate!But now, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;bleh!&lt;/span&gt; The &lt;s&gt;hot and spicy shrimp&lt;/s&gt;, forget about it alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;McD&lt;/b&gt; is the best among all the fast foods.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is one of my most sparingly free weekend throughout my whole sem. It's partly due to the extra off day for Hari Raya. So &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;3 days continuous of free time doesn't do me much good either&lt;/span&gt;. I become lazy! I did do some revision here and there, but only on Friday night! Sat and Sun, nothing much yet revising is definitely not in my list. And right now, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I HATE KIDNEY!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Revising system physiology is so mentally torturing, physiology was the unit that made me so depress last sem and I think the same cycle is gonna repeat again for this same.&lt;/span&gt; However, I think &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;drug delivery is interesting&lt;/span&gt;. Now that's &amp;nbsp;one of my fav unit. At least there's 1 that I'm interested.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and lil bit about &lt;b&gt;psychology&lt;/b&gt; is included in our syllabus. Lil bit as in only the basic stuff. Even though it's only the basic, there's so much to cover that I don't even bother to look at it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;:-/&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;If I'm able to read people's mind that it'll be my fav subj!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Too bad it doesn't teach you how to read people's mind other than interepreting their expressions and controlling emotions and stuff.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;So, yeah.. How can I like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; Lectures are interesting though, I wouldn't deny that but it's just not what I would prefer though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm facing some weight issue now.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; I've put on 3kg!&lt;/span&gt; How amazing.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; -_-" &lt;/span&gt;But I'm still not cutting down on my food intake, I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; food lah how can I do that right? Still trying to figure out ways to control my diet. Hopefully I can get rid of all the fats and lipids as soon as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall do something else now. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-91893885963738869?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/91893885963738869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=91893885963738869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/91893885963738869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/91893885963738869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/09/updates-4.html' title='Updates 4'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-492913429650236117</id><published>2010-09-10T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T02:02:00.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Like never before</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Never believe forever.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many times, when one has high expectation, or puts in high hope for a particular matter, you'll see the unreachable hope vanish into thin air within a second. Everything shatters into pieces, too small, too fragile, you can hardly recollect and recompose into one piece again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often hopes for something to last forever despite knowing the fact that nothing ever lasts forever. And to live in that fantasy island of yours, you somehow got to dream on, stay away from the reality and move on with your beliefs. Which will not work at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificing to get what you want is one thing. Sacrificing for what you think is really worth is another thing. But when it reaches the limit, you've sacrificed enough, waited long enough, and put in much effort to certain extent that drains the whole of you out, yet nothing in return, how worthy can it be? Is it still as worth it as what you think before? Are you willing to continue? I'll leave it for you to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, as long as I still care, then it is worth my patience. I'll compete with time, and prove that I'll be the winner. I don't trust forever as always, but I wish for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish to maintain all this forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-492913429650236117?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/492913429650236117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=492913429650236117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/492913429650236117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/492913429650236117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/09/like-never-before.html' title='Like never before'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-8994111444879754512</id><published>2010-09-07T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T18:39:40.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>My 2nd solo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It has been more than a week now that I only have the time to blog about my 2nd competition. Yep, my &lt;b&gt;2nd solo competition&lt;/b&gt; which was the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;2nd Malaysian Open Dance Fest 2010&lt;/span&gt; was held at Wisma OCM on the 28th of Aug. It was rather a last minute decision to join the competition as I only had 2 weeks to choreograph. And I only managed to get the whole routine done on the very last day, the night before the competition. Even my clothes, I couldn't get a pants and hence, the same old pants you'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Everything was really a rush. Hectic. I figured out what to wear two days before, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I only got the routine done the night before,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;I got transport the night before,&lt;/span&gt; and only &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;get to have full rehearsal the night before as well!&lt;/span&gt; Of course, with the lack of preparation, I wasn't confident at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Don't expect a good news from me this time."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; That's what I said.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I stayed up for 20 hours that day. Woke up at 5.30am. Arrived and waited patiently for my category.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYMdiA6foI/AAAAAAAACE0/1wuxy5-fQ7U/s1600/P1070509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYMdiA6foI/AAAAAAAACE0/1wuxy5-fQ7U/s320/P1070509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was actually nervous. Really nervous, and a bit of worry. But what's with the worry all about? You'll ask. You see, joining solo was my wish. What I hoped for. Which I finally made it all by myself. Not depending on anyone. Joining competition is part of an acknowledgement of yourself. So, the previous comp wasn't really a judicious one to decide. I'd explained. And this competition will be the one which you can really prove yourself. That I think I'm definitely gonna be the last. Basically, that means, I can't even get into final.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were a total of 11 competitors in my category. Yeah, all of us hit the dance floor, and the 4 of us happily got into the final. That's the good news. But the down side is, we had to stay back from 12smtg until 7.55pm just for the finals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were so many belly dancers that I think the Belly Dance is growing and expanding really wide now throughout the nation. Even males are keen in Belly dancing these days, which is a good thing I would say. Please don't discriminate them. I assure you that you'll stand up and give them a round of applause. Guys are guys. Males, when they start dancing, I meant Belly Dance, they can be wayyy better than girls! Am serious! I was so impressed by them! Amazing! The way they move, they control their muscles - I salute them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right, my post shouldn't be too wordy as it is already. Anyway, 7 out of 11 of us were chosen to the finals. During the prize-giving ceremony, we were so nervous again! And then, there goes the unexpected result. Well, just see the picture below and you'll know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYMiwFTYqI/AAAAAAAACE8/eCK4DbA0XSo/s1600/P1070556.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYMiwFTYqI/AAAAAAAACE8/eCK4DbA0XSo/s320/P1070556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Never did I think that I could get 2nd place because I was so unprepared and lack of confidence on that day! But, I guess I should just trust myself. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYMpQyHuSI/AAAAAAAACFE/amLUY3cM18A/s1600/P1070566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYMpQyHuSI/AAAAAAAACFE/amLUY3cM18A/s320/P1070566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This competition was great. So many competitors, So many audience and most importantly, So many cash prizes! Woots~ At least the cash prize I got did cover partially of my cost for the two competitions. Overall, I still spend more than I gain. Expense more than Revenue, how come?! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYMvMkhmsI/AAAAAAAACFM/8Cc3fzwtYtA/s1600/P1070591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYMvMkhmsI/AAAAAAAACFM/8Cc3fzwtYtA/s320/P1070591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And my teacher's team got champion for Belly troupe. Frankly speaking, their troupe was simply outstanding that everyone clapped for them, yes round of applause. That's what they got, which I think it's more than enough already. I couldn't put it into words, but they certainly performed in a way that awed the audience like no one else did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I reached home at about 1am that night and only slept at a quarter past two in the morning. Tiring but satisfying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYM035knWI/AAAAAAAACFU/eskl2pkKlTs/s1600/P1070600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYM035knWI/AAAAAAAACFU/eskl2pkKlTs/s320/P1070600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-8994111444879754512?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/8994111444879754512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=8994111444879754512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8994111444879754512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8994111444879754512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-2nd-solo.html' title='My 2nd solo'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TIYMdiA6foI/AAAAAAAACE0/1wuxy5-fQ7U/s72-c/P1070509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-6981510589042462907</id><published>2010-08-22T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T00:44:39.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>My first solo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was my first solo. My very own first medal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Asia Pacific Dance X'plosion 2010 was held on the 15th of August. After I quit from my team, I was really determined to join solo and the very one point which I wanted to prove to everyone or at least to myself, I'd proven it. My teacher used to tell us, my team isn't strong enough Yet. That's why we have to obtain extra points in every way we could, especially dressing. Our costume. I never like our style of dressing, it doesn't suit me at all. But as a team, we got to tolerate and most importantly, we had to respect our teacher. We feel that our dressing is weird, but we can't exactly come up with a brilliant idea to change that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I always believe that dancing is all about your body movement, your skills, your expression, and most vital of all, your passion. I am passionate towards dancing and because of that, it made me wanted to quit my course so much just to dance. But be realistic, dancing has never been an option to guarantee my future. Even though there's so many successful dancers right now, I always think ahead. Many "what ifs" came across my mind before. Like What If somday I'm injured, how can I dance? What will happen to my career? How am I to live without a job? It's devastating. Hence, I'm still staying on with my course while still dancing from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've always like hip hop and it's the same until today. I admire hip hop dancers, I like their style, and I hope I can be like one professional hip hop dancer someday. I always thought to myself, I dont' want to win a competition because of my clothes, I want to prove to people that I am ABLE to dance, and not just a commercial dance where people look at your clothes and tools rather than your skills. And I think I'd proven it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TG_5_gNEaGI/AAAAAAAACEU/ivx-JmRTgmY/s1600/P1070245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TG_5_gNEaGI/AAAAAAAACEU/ivx-JmRTgmY/s320/P1070245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So this was how I dressed up for the competition. I think it's rather simply, well far more simple compared to how I was in my former team. And yet I like this much more than the previous style of my team. To me, I don't think a person who depends on dressing and make-ups but only to present the dance in a way which doesn't awe anyone deserves to win. Instead, as long as you can dance, you're probably a winner yourself. (Honestly, I put in much effort for this competition)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TG_5-jCi73I/AAAAAAAACEM/Y3_xajSG4Ps/s1600/P1070378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TG_5-jCi73I/AAAAAAAACEM/Y3_xajSG4Ps/s320/P1070378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The competition was rather a pathetic one. One which I don't feel joy after winning. There were so many errors in between. Alright, so there's two categories for Hip Hop. 1st, hip hop individual open and 2nd, hip hop junior. During the semifinals, I was surprised with the different ages of competitors because there were us, the teenagers and kids! It doesn't seem to be really fair competing that way. Fine. So, we were well-prepared for the semifinal and only to be taken aback as soon as they played the song because it was a Different song than the one we got! But we just danced all the way till the end not knowing what the hell movements and steps am I doing. I sort of humiliated myself I guess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on we complained to the organiser and they tried to settle things out. In the end, there were only 6 of us in the hip hop individual open and all 6 compete in the final. There they went playing the wrong song AGAIN. This time 5 of us did not dance at all. We were waiting for them to change the song and luckily they did. Or else, I think they'll lose their status then. When music was played, all of us did our best in presenting our dances. When we finished, a sense of satisfaction and pride striked me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the prize giving ceremony (sad to say, it's pathetic as there were so few of people left in the ballroom), the MC announced the winners very nonchalantly, nothing to be excited about at all. NOTHING. Finally, I got..I guess you can see from the picture right? Yes. I've proven myself now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TG_5vef9JBI/AAAAAAAACEE/oHt0y5kiDcs/s1600/P1070385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TG_5vef9JBI/AAAAAAAACEE/oHt0y5kiDcs/s320/P1070385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, I don't trust the judges due to their improper and unprofessional judgement as they are obviously bias in this competition. I'm not saying I should get first or 2nd, but I thought my friends did way better than me. So, we'll see then what's the result for the 28th competition. (I have a hunch that I'll be the last. wait NO. I don't want to! But I haven't started choreographing. oh no!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a significant event in 2010 for me. Therefore, I decided to blog this despite the fact that I have an assignment and a test coming up very soon. I'm just sharing my thoughts. Hopefully I did not offend anyone of you. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-6981510589042462907?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/6981510589042462907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=6981510589042462907&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6981510589042462907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6981510589042462907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-first-solo.html' title='My first solo'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TG_5_gNEaGI/AAAAAAAACEU/ivx-JmRTgmY/s72-c/P1070245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-2577888743622481874</id><published>2010-08-12T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T17:48:01.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><title type='text'>Updates 3</title><content type='html'>Hello people! I didn't blog for a short while and my readers are all gone now. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Look how unfaithful are they. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy rehearsing for the upcoming competition which is on this Sunday! Plus the tutorials and assignments which I had left aside until today. That's why couldn't update my blog. Anyway, my course is as usual. I understand what was taught but I couldn't remember and couldn't answer the questions.&lt;b&gt; Geez&lt;/b&gt;.. I wonder when will I stop having this kind of problems! But at least right now I didn't think about changing course anymore. Senior says once you start sem2 you'll find it better. But my friend and I thought, you won't wanna change course because you had &lt;b&gt;paid the fees&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. But of course, it's not totally about the fees. It's your determination that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dr. Thet&lt;/span&gt; has bad impression towards me and EL now. We were always late for her class ever since 1st sem till now. And I wonder why is it always her class that we're late but not other lectures! Ugh. This is bad. Even today, my friends took the stairs up from 2nd floor to 6th floor. But EL and I are smart enought to wait for the lift and ended up we were the last two. &lt;b&gt;AGAIN!!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, did I mention about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Toy Drive&lt;/span&gt;? yeah, so Muphas is having this Toy Drive activity where we collect Toys in Good condition and give to the kids in Banting Hospital. Thanks to me lah, I donated 7 toys. all 6 were big fluffy soft toys and 1 small key chain. AND ALL the toys are like brand new. Seriously, that's because I kept it really really properly untouched. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. And another good news is, the visit to Banting Hosp it postponed to next Sat! Which means I might be able to go! &lt;b&gt;Wee~ &lt;/b&gt;Alright, to clear your doubts, it was supposed to be this Sat. But I had to go to studio at 2pm whereas the visit is about 10 to 3pm. Yeah, so I couldn't attend. And now I think I can. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, Year 1's are not going due to oral and assignment, but that's not a prob to me. I don't know why but school work, uni stuff has never seem to be my reason for not joining activities.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie, I better start doing something or I'll never be able to get my work done! Chaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-2577888743622481874?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/2577888743622481874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=2577888743622481874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2577888743622481874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2577888743622481874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/08/updates-3.html' title='Updates 3'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-6209292501839684974</id><published>2010-08-05T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T15:03:31.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Pili pala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another random post here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ini kuat makan budak nak balik minggu ni. Dier banyak happy! hahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know she misses me so much. That is why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Owh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFmgn6ssrFI/AAAAAAAACD0/uzlgz_XQOFk/s1600/P1010798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFmgn6ssrFI/AAAAAAAACD0/uzlgz_XQOFk/s320/P1010798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Btw, I just remembered about this picture below. Went through my hard disk and found it again. Well, wanted to post it like a month ago but yeah, was lazy at that time. Anyway, so sorry for exposing the car plate number but hopefully no ones gonna sue me. (scary).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But my main point here is, how could someone who loves soft toy so much actually put the cutie mashimaro hanging below the car and getting it all so dirty and smudgy! Oh man! Pity mashimaro! But cute in a way though. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFmgn6ssrFI/AAAAAAAACD0/uzlgz_XQOFk/s1600/P1010798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFmg8T4FfRI/AAAAAAAACD8/R-CNlolFLQg/s1600/P1010806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFmg8T4FfRI/AAAAAAAACD8/R-CNlolFLQg/s320/P1010806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya this is a random one. But everything's got a meaning behind it. Even the post title. Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-6209292501839684974?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/6209292501839684974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=6209292501839684974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6209292501839684974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6209292501839684974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/08/pili-pala.html' title='Pili pala'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFmgn6ssrFI/AAAAAAAACD0/uzlgz_XQOFk/s72-c/P1010798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-6584447733072830186</id><published>2010-08-02T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T00:16:03.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUPhaS'/><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFWcbAdtlhI/AAAAAAAACDs/_0DD2hxEXbI/s1600/P1070191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFWcbAdtlhI/AAAAAAAACDs/_0DD2hxEXbI/s400/P1070191.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&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: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ps : notice the boy in checkered yellow shirt? He calls me "small sister". &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&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/1461301033338236999-6584447733072830186?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/6584447733072830186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=6584447733072830186&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6584447733072830186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6584447733072830186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/08/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFWcbAdtlhI/AAAAAAAACDs/_0DD2hxEXbI/s72-c/P1070191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-8078853546276993303</id><published>2010-07-29T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T00:10:10.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>Vain post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Good day peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm putting in an effort to make my blog post a lil' more interesting. well. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Of course, none other than my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;narcissist&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;vain post&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Like I said, I did take photos all along but then just kinda lazy to uplaod. But since my hard disk is right here now so no excuse anymore right? Owh, i know you guys wanted to see my photos don't you? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/span&gt; Ignore me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had one day off today and it's marvellous. I slept at 3am last night and woke up only when it's 11.30am. So what I did the whole day was choosing for my oral topic &lt;i&gt;(yeah I'm gonna change)&lt;/i&gt; and revising on the &lt;s&gt;bloody silent killer &lt;/s&gt;electrolytes non-electrolytes notes. I didn't do anything interesting today. It's all about revision and damn, I couldn't figure out the answers for the 4 miserable questions. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Now &lt;/span&gt;I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;miserable&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I even complained to my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;once upon a time "tou dai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; about how frustrated I felt! And this ex-tou dai of mine was trying to comfort me yet, f-a-i-l-e-d. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wait, I think I skipped topics rather fast? Back to my pictures! =D I think you guys are only interested in looking at me&lt;i&gt; lar&lt;/i&gt; right? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;K, obviously people call me &lt;b&gt;vain&lt;/b&gt; for a reason. And I bet now you know why! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBMrvQJ-MI/AAAAAAAACDE/9mPXw33CxX8/s1600/DSC03807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBMrvQJ-MI/AAAAAAAACDE/9mPXw33CxX8/s320/DSC03807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Look at this photo and what's the first thing that comes to your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hey, my friends especially &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;GUYS&lt;/span&gt; used to call me their heng dai or whatsoever when I was in my high school days simply because the fact that - I.don't.wear.skirt. Lame right? Yeah these guys are lame. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, so I wasn't really a tom boy at that time but they just love to use this word to describe me. But as time passed, of course I am much more feminine now, you would say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;. Then again, it's a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Yes &lt;/span&gt;compared to those days. I used to anti-make up so much I don't understand why do girls like to make up despite I'm a girl myself. And now, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. People asking, Sue yen. you make up????????????? Yeah, like that many question marks in their words. Wait, only for performance alright? And for the picture above, I was really proud of myself to be able to use the chopstick. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Mind you,it's NOT really a chopstick lah okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBMwgFJ3sI/AAAAAAAACDM/csOBJPW_hWE/s1600/DSC03812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBMwgFJ3sI/AAAAAAAACDM/csOBJPW_hWE/s320/DSC03812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;So aunty. I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that's &lt;b&gt;how &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;unhappy&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;how&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;saddening&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;how&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;devastating&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;b&gt; how&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; depressing&lt;/i&gt; I was during the 1st sem Finals.If you're noticed my last finger is polished in black, that was when I took a few sec break.of course you can't see it in the picture! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Study like mad but only get an average result. Still satisfy enough. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=) &lt;/span&gt;I learned how to be satisfy. I learned not to be greedy. Which is definitely a good tihng. But for sure, I'm still aiming high! &amp;nbsp;I can't believe I actually made it through the 1st sem, and I'll be repeating this for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;7 times more!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;*fainted*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBM1O1d84I/AAAAAAAACDU/pJ7VE_9XJBE/s1600/DSC03820.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBM1O1d84I/AAAAAAAACDU/pJ7VE_9XJBE/s320/DSC03820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Then, it's the 2nd semester now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, we went to Pyramid last week which was week 1 as we know there won't be much chance to hang out later on. Even 1st day itself we had no choice but to get our machine guns loaded! Assignment and oral is more than enough to empty it all. I took that picture before I went back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBM1O1d84I/AAAAAAAACDU/pJ7VE_9XJBE/s1600/DSC03820.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBNAQZsYyI/AAAAAAAACDc/sGiWrByPDKg/s1600/DSC03822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBNAQZsYyI/AAAAAAAACDc/sGiWrByPDKg/s320/DSC03822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Korean noodle is fab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh thanks to my uni friends. We went to The Street Cafe at Asian Avenue to have lunch. And I'm loving it! Never knew there's good food there too. I love the rice cake. Yum yum! BUT, sadly they used instant noodles and not fresh noodles. Instant as in 5-min cook and not the exact Maggee mee. So probably get some other food like rice or rice cake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBNAQZsYyI/AAAAAAAACDc/sGiWrByPDKg/s1600/DSC03822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBPAPIGrNI/AAAAAAAACDk/yi8tcWUh1Sc/s1600/P1060798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBPAPIGrNI/AAAAAAAACDk/yi8tcWUh1Sc/s320/P1060798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, I &lt;s&gt;hate to admit &lt;/s&gt;but I actually miss dancing with the bunch. Not exactly that much but still.. yeah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, I was supposed to sleep like as early as 11.20pm today? But guess so it's no difference than other days now. Chaoz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have to stay back till 7.30pm tomorrow. Sad case *shakes head*&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/1461301033338236999-8078853546276993303?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/8078853546276993303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=8078853546276993303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8078853546276993303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8078853546276993303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/07/vain-post.html' title='Vain post'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TFBMrvQJ-MI/AAAAAAAACDE/9mPXw33CxX8/s72-c/DSC03807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-911319077322836317</id><published>2010-07-28T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T02:57:22.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Updates 2</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! It's me here blogging during midnight hours again! Hehe. My life really turns upside down during the holidays! Even if it's just one day break, yeah I don't have classes tomorrow! Wee~ and there I'll go, staying up till late at night don't know for what!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been watching drama since 10pm till 2.30am. Great huh? And I finally finish the whole drama. Ok, not to talk about it since it's already a very very old drama, probably 2 years ago? Still, a great one with satisfaction after watching it! Oh, I LOVE free time. Only when I have classes, that's when I love free time the most! LOL. Human's nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was MUPHAS's AGM and the attendance was rather disappointing though. Nevertheless, it is still a good beginning for this club! Hopefully the members will be more active in future. Now I really miss all the cocurriculums back in BK. I'm still kinda impressed with myself up till today for being able to manage so many clubs and societies yet at the same time balancing both studies and activities so equally. Unlike now, ugh. Not to mention further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, what I'll be doing is the same old routine I guess. Until the end of Sem2 &amp;nbsp;only I'll start to go broke again. HAHA! Seriously, I don't buy stuff like any other girls, I don't spend money, like so much money for shopping! I hardly buy any accessories, and if you see me wearing one, well, it is 70% a gift from others. BUT surprisingly I spent like mad during the last sem break! Can you guys imagine people like me actually spent more than RM350 in a month? Just for clothes and a handbag? Haha, that's so not like me! Yeah, even I'm surprise with myself too! But don't worry, no more shopping after this. Only window shopping! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K it's 2.56am now. I'm going into my slumberland. LOL. Bye guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-911319077322836317?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/911319077322836317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=911319077322836317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/911319077322836317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/911319077322836317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates-2.html' title='Updates 2'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-7758471824432723678</id><published>2010-07-27T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T00:51:06.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Updates 1</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I know I have been on hiatus for a long time. It's due to reopening of uni last week which I didn't have the time or mood to blog. Basically, first week had passed and I too, had decided to go on with Pharmacy. And no more fickle minded of me anymore. I will now concentrate on this course and do what I can do best. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week was rather free though, as there were only few lectures a day, probably 2 or 3. So of cours, it's the happiest time of the whole sem don't you think so? But then again, which monash will actually give you time to laze around?? Since day 1 we were briefed about the units AND assignments! We'll be having oral presentation in week 5 as well which I still hadn't decided on which topic to choose yet although we had submitted the list today to the lecturer. Owh, I'll probably change it after getting an interesting one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, competition is like in 3 weeks time? And I didn't practise much ever since uni started. Well, I did practise today just for TWICE and man, it really tires the hell outta me! I think my stamina ain't good enough and I'm so gonna ruin the whole dance! Ugh. It's not good at all. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. what else? Noticed that I hadn't been uplaoding any pictures lately? Yeah. I am lazy too! It's not that I don't camwhore! I do!! But then Just don't bother to upload for now. Hehe. Sorry for all the plain bored words! But I like to read blogs that are interesting even if it is wordy you know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to sleep by now. It's 12.49am and I gotta be up at 7am. My goodness. Was sparing a couple of mins to get my blog updated. People, just visit my blog from time to time. You won't know what's running in my mind and you'll probably miss out anything interesting if you don't visit. Nyek nyek! Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-7758471824432723678?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/7758471824432723678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=7758471824432723678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7758471824432723678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7758471824432723678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates-1.html' title='Updates 1'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3304693558675917455</id><published>2010-07-16T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T02:13:48.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><title type='text'>result!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My result is out! Was supposed to be tomorrow but it's always earlier by 1 day I guess? Overall, my result was better than I thought! Though not as good as the others but at least I'm kind of satisfy with it. I was hoping only for a pass. And my sis actually checked my result with me. She said HD and D and I was like, No? that's for MUFY. Right, so I scrolled down again. and.. YES! YES! YES! I hopped in hooray! My sis went crazy with me for telling me congrats like 4 5 times? hahaha! And I'm sure my mom was happy with my result as well! Yeah, I was seriously happy when it was way better than what I expected! I never hope that I'll get such result but then, who should I thank to now? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there solves one question in mind : Should I continue with Pharmacy? Answer is YES. But wait, here's the catch, 1st sem should be quite easy to score so everyone passed. 2nd sem is only the starting of the rough path, where some of my seniors failed. So, I think you guys would have guessed by now what am I thinking right?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's just go with the flow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3304693558675917455?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3304693558675917455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3304693558675917455&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3304693558675917455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3304693558675917455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/07/result.html' title='result!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-4816658967764290559</id><published>2010-07-12T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:53:14.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Bits of my life</title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My result will be out this friday&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Yeah, I've registered for the sms service so I'm not sure if they will send my results to me earlier than that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get my results, it will be a &lt;b&gt;significant change in my life&lt;/b&gt;. You'll see me as a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;Pharmacist in future or CEO&lt;/span&gt;. My high school dream. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get my result, this means &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;UNI is starting. AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;! And it'll be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;either my 2nd semester, or perhaps, if on time, 1st sem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;HEHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent most of my pocket money for this month, and&lt;b&gt; I'm kinda broke these days. &lt;/b&gt;Due to the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; unnecessary shopping!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this 4 weeks of break is all about &lt;b&gt;eating, sleeping, tv, online and shopping! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Everything goes the other way round from what I planned.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Except for shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I was supposed to meet up with friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;many of my friends, and ended up &lt;b&gt;only &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bryan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I guess. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I actually watched 2 matches throughout the FIFA world cup.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;1st is Germany vs Spain&lt;/i&gt; which I supported Germany, and 2nd was of course non other than the &lt;i&gt;FINAL&lt;/i&gt;! and YES! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SPAIN WON!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;woots~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;I eventually gave up on ...... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;my crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's all upside down.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-4816658967764290559?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/4816658967764290559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=4816658967764290559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4816658967764290559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/4816658967764290559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/07/bits-of-my-life.html' title='Bits of my life'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3269467348496609812</id><published>2010-07-06T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T15:28:15.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><title type='text'>shout out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY GIRL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;You're always my fan po! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3269467348496609812?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3269467348496609812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3269467348496609812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3269467348496609812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3269467348496609812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/07/shout-out.html' title='shout out'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-6649970781286829651</id><published>2010-07-05T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T11:36:23.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Aha!</title><content type='html'>Good day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't been blogging as often as I thought whenever it comes to holidays! Holidays make me feel..well, lazy!&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the urge to blog much during this time. Unlike when I'm really busy like in uni, I somehow will spare some precious time just to blog. &lt;i&gt;LOL&lt;/i&gt;. Weird huh. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good news is, I DITCH my whole diet plan which I had been anticipating to start off eagerly during my finals period. I kept thinking I'll start exercising everyday and go slim in 1 month time! Now I just don't seem to bother a single bit of it. I eat like a pregnant woman everyday. &lt;i&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/i&gt;. Dah lah gemuk, still eat so much. Aiks, that's why there's fat people everywhere too. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway had an awesome time in Malacca though. A 1 day trip is enough to satisfy myself with the yummy food! Craving for more of the Asam fish from the Nyonya restaurant. Owh, that's the best I've ever had! I want more more and more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TDFSN9l8OLI/AAAAAAAACC0/DFQz4-ypu1M/s1600/P1060916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TDFSN9l8OLI/AAAAAAAACC0/DFQz4-ypu1M/s320/P1060916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's so damn delicious alright! It's located at the end of Jonker street near to the carpark. It's a MUST TRY! don't miss it if you happen to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much weight have I gained this time. But just ignore about the whole weight issue for a moment k? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TDFSiA1D2hI/AAAAAAAACC8/iGOM5Og_PGU/s1600/P1060950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TDFSiA1D2hI/AAAAAAAACC8/iGOM5Og_PGU/s320/P1060950.JPG" /&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/1461301033338236999-6649970781286829651?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/6649970781286829651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=6649970781286829651&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6649970781286829651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6649970781286829651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/07/aha.html' title='Aha!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TDFSN9l8OLI/AAAAAAAACC0/DFQz4-ypu1M/s72-c/P1060916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-6056727111160923968</id><published>2010-06-30T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:06:59.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><title type='text'>Asian Doraemon XP</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9X_a0SxRNPk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&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/9X_a0SxRNPk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never knew she was so AWESOME!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-6056727111160923968?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/6056727111160923968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=6056727111160923968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6056727111160923968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/6056727111160923968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/06/asian-doraemon-xp.html' title='Asian Doraemon XP'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1298294077062819148</id><published>2010-06-27T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T23:48:47.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I'm. not.  in.  FIFA.  world</title><content type='html'>So virtually every human being on earth is screaming &lt;i&gt;GOAL&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;b&gt;GOAL&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GOOOAAAAAALLLLLLLL&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;right now! Except for ME. I personally am not interested in football, be it normal matches or world cup. Still not keen in watching or to get the latest updates. Sucks right? NO! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;hehehehehehehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what. Please don't deny the fact that some people watch football just so that they won't be &lt;i&gt;Left Out &lt;/i&gt;during the drinking session with their friends, or at least they have a chance to crap in the topics about World Cup. There are alright! But then, to me, I just can't do it. Yes, I thought it was really exciting at first and I referred to newspapers for the scores. And that only lasted for ..probably a couple of days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I really like about this season is that you can see mamak is pack and people even stand on the road side just to get a better view of the big screen! And the most amazing part is, everyone being so nervous and then suddenly there you go! GOAL!!!! that's what everyone cheered together! That's the only time when everyone is united I guess. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. And you'll see happy faces and the widest grin ever plastered on everyone's face. I simply love that moment. I do. I know nothing about football but it makes me happy to see that scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if that's what makes the world so alive, so exciting! Can they make it more frequent like 2 years once? But it probably wouldn't be that interesting anymore since it's more frequent than now. People won't get the chance to say "4 years once you know!!!". Employees won't be able to escape from their jobs. Lesser people will sacrifice their sleep for football. But there's one which they will do it whole-heartedly, which is to neglect their &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;gf and wife&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! AM I RIGHT? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I don't feel like blogging about my finals. Because one word describes it all. DEPRESSING. So, I rather not think back about it but to enjoy the remaining 3 weeks of holidays! It's gonna end real soon. OH NO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-1298294077062819148?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1298294077062819148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1298294077062819148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1298294077062819148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1298294077062819148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-in-fifa-world.html' title='I&apos;m. not.  in.  FIFA.  world'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-7740268136196807419</id><published>2010-06-25T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T02:48:52.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><title type='text'>My new experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Without realising how fast can time passed, I'm officially done with my first semester. Everything seems to be still fresh in mind as if it just happened a few days ago. Notice that it's only 3 months in this course and it's more than enough to get me feeling all sorts of emotions. Mix feeling I'll say. I feel happy, sad, depress, delightful, moody, even nerdy. Yeah, that's how Bachelor of Pharmacy gets you up and down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Monash has done a very good job for a memorable starting to all newbies. Transition Camp is definitely one of the most enjoyable and awesome camp I've ever joined! Remembering how my friends and I were thinking all sorts of excuses just so we can escape from the camp was rather funny! We thought it will be some sort of boring camp where they talk about your course all the time and that's it. However, we did turn up for the camp as we can't get any lame excuses not to go. And boy, it was tremendous! The camp was really well-organised and the best thing is, the lecturers do treat us like an adult! They don't reprimand you for being late or whatsoever. And of course, they respect you as well. We had lotsa fun for the whole 3D2N. From group activities to talks when everyone is "fishing" to jungle trekking and aerobics early in the morning when everyone skipped on the 2nd day. I simply love every single bits of the activities except for the talks. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOUaSl54AI/AAAAAAAACBE/lzg6AvAHDz0/s1600/15722_324898052953_587997953_3342294_8270595_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOUaSl54AI/AAAAAAAACBE/lzg6AvAHDz0/s320/15722_324898052953_587997953_3342294_8270595_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you guys imagine how much fun we had? Well I guess so Not because one must experience it himself or else, you'll never know it's amazingly great! We took so many shots and finally made it. We should probably go for high jump don't you think so? Look at our distance. It's far from the ground! woots~ Btw, we are P1! &amp;nbsp;and P1 rocks! Not forgetting our beloved seniors who guided us throughout the camp as well. Hong Liang, is a very friendly and helpful guy. He practically talks to everyone despite the different courses people are taking like Psychology students who claim themselves as Psycho! *oops* Then we have Gwen, who's born on the same day same month same year and same age as me! What a coincidence! She's our senior too. And she really gives us encouragement and praises whenever appropriate. One thing I always remember, she'll say P1 is very good cos we're always punctual! She doesn't have to worry for going round ringing us up. Finally we have Yun Lu as our senior guide too. She's like a "mama" who's good at giving advices to us, juniors. Her words are always logic and reasonable. I don't see how one can not listen to her. =) I can say, these seniors are great too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOV03VaF-I/AAAAAAAACBU/akHMkmLGtB8/s1600/25530_340189928907_789578907_3583098_1076471_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOV03VaF-I/AAAAAAAACBU/akHMkmLGtB8/s320/25530_340189928907_789578907_3583098_1076471_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture above, is P1. My group with the seniors. This was taken on the last day right before we go onto the bus and head back to Monash. Oh if you ever see high quality pictures, those are from none other than Yun Lu's camera! If I have one, my blog and FB and wherever possible's gonna be flooded with my pictures! HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We started our lectures on the first day of uni itself. And knowing all the assignments right on the 2nd day. At the beginning, the lecturers were giving me a headache because I couldn't understand their English which they spoke in the own accent. The worst of all was Dr. Thet from Myanmar(I think). I just couldn't get her words into my head even though she was talking personally to me. It's like after hearing and I just didn't know what had she said right before. Hence, the grumbles and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, Pharmacy formed a club called MUPHAS. The seniors organised a mingle-mingle night. Just to enhance the relationship between seniors, juniors and lecturers. That night was kinda fun too. We had food like the "finger-licking-good" KFC, Domino's pizza, cakes and drinks. Yum Yum! And we had games too like musical chair, limbo and balloon game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOVsMgQ10I/AAAAAAAACBM/ptdG25pVAgI/s1600/P1020307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOVsMgQ10I/AAAAAAAACBM/ptdG25pVAgI/s320/P1020307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tell you guys, Pharmacy students seriously are NOT nerds! In fact, most of them are really sporting and most importantly, creative. Know why? Ok, think about this first. What can you form from the word MUPHAS?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Get it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Think harder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ALright,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The answer is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HUMSAP!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and they ARE really hamsap! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To talk about lame jokes, no one can beat the guys, esp Vincent! HAHA! (don't be offended)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOVsMgQ10I/AAAAAAAACBM/ptdG25pVAgI/s1600/P1020307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOgeqfIGnI/AAAAAAAACCs/ZhXp07tgSEc/s1600/Limbo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOgeqfIGnI/AAAAAAAACCs/ZhXp07tgSEc/s320/Limbo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Again, see the nice picture above, you should know who did it by now right? Yes, The two of us won the Limbo Rock. It makes me miss campfire like A LOT, those times when we were one of the last few ones. =D It certainly plasters a smile on my face to think about my high school days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Everything went rather smoothly at first. About a month later, I bet everyone started struggling and that's when my friends and I wanted to change course. Kim, Earn Loo and I was really thinking, considering every options, deeming every possible choice for our own good. We kept thinking Pharmacy isn't suitable for us at all! We dislike pharmacy. We didn't feel like continuing anymore. There's no motivation in us to study hard. That's when I slacked most. I neglected my studies just to practise dancing every night for the competition. I didn't do the tutorials, I copied! I didn't revise. And to think about quitting pharmacy, I didn't bother to pay attention during lectures, which makes me regeretted for my immature behavior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOVsMgQ10I/AAAAAAAACBM/ptdG25pVAgI/s1600/P1020307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOX0TrvfQI/AAAAAAAACBk/dj5IFJBtmuc/s1600/P1060270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOX0TrvfQI/AAAAAAAACBk/dj5IFJBtmuc/s320/P1060270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the end, only Kim withdrawed. We had a farewell lunch for her. Things were different without her. There used to be the 4 of us in one bench, and there's only 3. We used to have 3 of us to discuss, and left 2. But, of course we feel happy for her as she made up her mind. Hopefully she'll do well in business. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pharmacy is really time killer. We hardly have enough time for ourselves. We even had to used the 3 hours break time to rush for a movie at Pyramid, and get ourselves back to class later on. Nevertheless, it was still fun. We watched the Malaysian movie called "ice-kacang puppy love" or near that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOX0TrvfQI/AAAAAAAACBk/dj5IFJBtmuc/s1600/P1060270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOXQDuy8gI/AAAAAAAACBc/H6v_C9goyYA/s1600/24190_387140753825_632113825_3801048_5799346_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOXQDuy8gI/AAAAAAAACBc/H6v_C9goyYA/s320/24190_387140753825_632113825_3801048_5799346_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to Ker Min, driver of the day. That's how 11 of us fit in one car. Cool right? we're all Thin. Oh, I meant.. They. You see, we don't only study and study! We enjoy too! So don't think we're nerds because we aren't! In fact, much cooler than some other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In Monash, that was my first time donating blood. And hey, I think the test was wrong or my baby doctor is wrong! The nurse got my blood group wrongly. Hopefully they'll re-examine properly. Don't give the wrong blood to the wrong patient or else, they'll be wasting blood and lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOXQDuy8gI/AAAAAAAACBc/H6v_C9goyYA/s1600/24190_387140753825_632113825_3801048_5799346_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOYkwzIAeI/AAAAAAAACBs/AHA95cGh44Q/s1600/DSC00659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOYkwzIAeI/AAAAAAAACBs/AHA95cGh44Q/s320/DSC00659.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Donated with Su Ann. I think my veins are smaller because I started earlier and ended later than Su Ann! You guys should see how fast her blood filled up the whole packet! And mine was so so slow. The needle was quite big and because of that, there's a lil mark left on my hand now where the nurse poke the needle in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We have lab work from time to time. I have to say, I HATE DOING EXPERIMENTS! It's a 3 hour practical session which I sometimes feel really reluctant to attend the class but it was compulsory. Another reason I thought of quitting pharmacy is, As a pharmacist, you have to be really careful in what you're doing. Which I'm not a meticulous person, I don't like doing experiment, reports, and I'm not careful enough. What if I dispense a drug with the wrong dose? Can kill someone any minute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOY7k3oRhI/AAAAAAAACB8/bHUyfLkgJgI/s1600/Lab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOY7k3oRhI/AAAAAAAACB8/bHUyfLkgJgI/s320/Lab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's why my life was like so dreaded. I feel dreadful. I don't see how interesting can Pharmacy course be. That demotivates me further to study. I just simply lost interest in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And of all the Practical, this was the best! Exercise Practical. For the 2nd time in my life I did Beep Test. The 1st time was during NS. and again, it was a sweet to reminiscise the good old times. An indian girl and I, we were the last to complete the Beep Test at level 6. The rest stopped earlier. I was proud of myself. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOZK2ZvC7I/AAAAAAAACCU/8jiVZ06w_0A/s1600/DSC03684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOZK2ZvC7I/AAAAAAAACCU/8jiVZ06w_0A/s320/DSC03684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We learned to measure our blood pressure as well. Mine was kinda abnormal though. Ain't sure if it was the wrong way for putting "I dont' know what do you call that" on the arm, or wrong procedure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My friends and I used to hang out at the library. Especially with the bean bags! The bean bags are actually really dirty and unhygeinic as they are placed on the floor and everyone shares the bags! You wouldn't know how much dirt is stucked onto it and how many lice from people's hair fall on the bag. LOL. Still, we just lie down on it like no one's business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOY81ftVRI/AAAAAAAACCE/wsIJ8ANrecY/s1600/Library.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOY81ftVRI/AAAAAAAACCE/wsIJ8ANrecY/s320/Library.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;See that? we are just so hardworking. Lalala. Nah, posers we are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We celebrated Pei Yin's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOY81ftVRI/AAAAAAAACCE/wsIJ8ANrecY/s1600/Library.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOY-Tm8u1I/AAAAAAAACCM/EkeNSULQSW4/s1600/Pei+Yin%27s+20th.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOY-Tm8u1I/AAAAAAAACCM/EkeNSULQSW4/s320/Pei+Yin%27s+20th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We snapped photos here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOZQw_3uNI/AAAAAAAACCc/SHx2REDBJ44/s1600/DSC03704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOZQw_3uNI/AAAAAAAACCc/SHx2REDBJ44/s1600/DSC03704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOZQw_3uNI/AAAAAAAACCc/SHx2REDBJ44/s320/DSC03704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And just to show you, the guys are hamsap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SEE! proof!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOZQw_3uNI/AAAAAAAACCc/SHx2REDBJ44/s1600/DSC03704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOZXZfgFqI/AAAAAAAACCk/HjyfFQkauqg/s1600/DSC03726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOZXZfgFqI/AAAAAAAACCk/HjyfFQkauqg/s320/DSC03726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end, I didn't change course because I couldn't think of any other courses to take. You tell me economics I'll doze off the next min. You'll tell me mass com I'll say oh....okay.. You tell me interior design I'll say NO WAY. Only if I had a choice, a choice which I doubt guarantees my future, and it's far from possible, I'll tell you. I'm interested in DANCING. Do you think I can take that? No, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll let you know how much I suffer during my finals. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&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/1461301033338236999-7740268136196807419?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/7740268136196807419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=7740268136196807419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7740268136196807419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7740268136196807419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-new-experience.html' title='My new experience'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TCOUaSl54AI/AAAAAAAACBE/lzg6AvAHDz0/s72-c/15722_324898052953_587997953_3342294_8270595_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-8821429815031444953</id><published>2010-06-12T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T01:55:29.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gang'/><title type='text'>My awesome friends!</title><content type='html'>Just when I felt so down, my mood wasn't good at all. These people just seem to have telepathy with me. People whom I've always hearted&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this msg from Sze first. Although it's a simple forward msg, still I think it is meaningful and sort of comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;人生注定忙忙碌碌。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;日子也是酸酸甜甜。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;缘分虽然简简单单。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;感情觉对真真切切。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;联系可以断断续续。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;惦记却是时时刻刻。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;祝福不说长长久久。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;可你必须快快乐乐。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As if she knew how I was feeling;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then later during midnight(now), bout 1smtg a.m., I was studying half way when I received 2 msgs. One was from Sal. And her msg made my "night" as well =) It says:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Scorpio Daaarrllll..,knowing you might be busy now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Yet,i still wanna to disturb ya.. Disturb you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;with a 'GOOD'.. Disturb you with at 'NIGHT'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Disturb you with a 'SWEET'.. Disturb you with a 'DREAMS'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;And and and i really really want want to to disturb you you for for this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;'I MISS YOU,wei'..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As if she knew how I was feeling too;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the last one was from Shan. Well, hers was rather.."special"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;"Aiyo siao liao la.." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;x2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She sent that twice to me. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, my lovely people&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SO SAD THEY WENT FOR BURGER WITHOUT ME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just saying, you guys go lar. I have to &lt;s&gt;study&lt;/s&gt;.. and THEY REALLY WENT WITHOUT ME!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sob sob sob!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, They're still special to me in a sense that. I don't see how am I gonna get such great friends like them &lt;b&gt;anymore&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Goodnight guys! Sweet dreams =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1461301033338236999-8821429815031444953?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/8821429815031444953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=8821429815031444953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8821429815031444953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8821429815031444953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-awesome-friends.html' title='My awesome friends!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-7961222237126221922</id><published>2010-06-05T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T01:28:14.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy =)'/><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;I studied for like 4 and half hours continuously?&lt;br /&gt;Although didn't manage to study much, cos I'm damn slow! But still I didn't expect that I actually managed to resist myself from CLICKING THE ON BUTTON on my comp and study very willingly! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;OK on9 now just to chill~&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-7961222237126221922?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/7961222237126221922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=7961222237126221922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7961222237126221922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7961222237126221922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1378232133658638229</id><published>2010-05-29T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T00:01:39.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Shogun Babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello everyone! Uni ended on Thurs and I'm still tasting the pleasure of life up till today which is SATURDAY! hohoho.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;as if finals is over&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just came back from Shogun, Pyramid and I can't wait to show off to you guys how great eater am I! Be prepared and you'll be amazed!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now ready,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;let's go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0i8lH3JI/AAAAAAAAB_s/VTFY9pX3DHY/s1600/DSC03740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0i8lH3JI/AAAAAAAAB_s/VTFY9pX3DHY/s320/DSC03740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was my first round!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;(Kebab Chicken, Grilled Lamb, prawns, Thai style Kuey Teow, Squid etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0i8lH3JI/AAAAAAAAB_s/VTFY9pX3DHY/s1600/DSC03740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0og4n3bI/AAAAAAAAB_0/DisgcpKP8sA/s1600/DSC03741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0og4n3bI/AAAAAAAAB_0/DisgcpKP8sA/s320/DSC03741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Then, I took sushi! (Don't have to intro, do I?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0og4n3bI/AAAAAAAAB_0/DisgcpKP8sA/s1600/DSC03741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0t3xA3tI/AAAAAAAAB_8/OQpAXidmnlU/s1600/DSC03742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0t3xA3tI/AAAAAAAAB_8/OQpAXidmnlU/s320/DSC03742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Next, my lovely Chap Chai (Korean noodle), Japanese Udon, fried food etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0t3xA3tI/AAAAAAAAB_8/OQpAXidmnlU/s1600/DSC03742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0zT_gwfI/AAAAAAAACAE/slw0HS_dq1U/s1600/DSC03743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0zT_gwfI/AAAAAAAACAE/slw0HS_dq1U/s320/DSC03743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;This was the worst and I only ate ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0zT_gwfI/AAAAAAAACAE/slw0HS_dq1U/s1600/DSC03743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE03lzJCzI/AAAAAAAACAM/t3QTpD-8-SU/s1600/DSC03744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE03lzJCzI/AAAAAAAACAM/t3QTpD-8-SU/s320/DSC03744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Sorry for the blur pic. That's all delicious food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE03lzJCzI/AAAAAAAACAM/t3QTpD-8-SU/s1600/DSC03744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE088GUMNI/AAAAAAAACAU/CGCS0auRnaY/s1600/DSC03745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE088GUMNI/AAAAAAAACAU/CGCS0auRnaY/s320/DSC03745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;White fungus soup with longan and sea coconut. Feeling hungry? XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE088GUMNI/AAAAAAAACAU/CGCS0auRnaY/s1600/DSC03745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1BOtrshI/AAAAAAAACAc/PP0hCLiWzuw/s1600/DSC03746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1BOtrshI/AAAAAAAACAc/PP0hCLiWzuw/s320/DSC03746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Ma' all time fav - ICE CREAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1BOtrshI/AAAAAAAACAc/PP0hCLiWzuw/s1600/DSC03746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1E4rq6WI/AAAAAAAACAk/z1eGpHv_PwI/s1600/DSC03747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1E4rq6WI/AAAAAAAACAk/z1eGpHv_PwI/s320/DSC03747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;This pic looks..erm..hah, it's cheese cake jelly and some sort of..kuih-like taste white stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, introduce you a new friend of mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;Hi! everyone. I'm porcupine pau! call me cool porcupine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1E4rq6WI/AAAAAAAACAk/z1eGpHv_PwI/s1600/DSC03747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1IcsrKqI/AAAAAAAACAs/dt8axn9JhRQ/s1600/DSC03749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1IcsrKqI/AAAAAAAACAs/dt8axn9JhRQ/s320/DSC03749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't think only guys can spike!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1IcsrKqI/AAAAAAAACAs/dt8axn9JhRQ/s1600/DSC03749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1MOzwB_I/AAAAAAAACA0/vtO3Sy0MMCs/s1600/DSC03750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE1MOzwB_I/AAAAAAAACA0/vtO3Sy0MMCs/s320/DSC03750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;NOO! PLS DON' EAT ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I ate everything except my friend okay? I know I know, It's extremely a LOT. But that's what buffet is for. Isn't it?? You pay and stuff yourself with all the food till your stomach bloated and you just sit there as if waiting to deliver a baby. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to tempt you guys. Chao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;yours truly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and her irrtating sister. just jk. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE34LuzLPI/AAAAAAAACA8/RaYgVs8jXq0/s1600/DSC03752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE34LuzLPI/AAAAAAAACA8/RaYgVs8jXq0/s320/DSC03752.JPG" /&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/1461301033338236999-1378232133658638229?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1378232133658638229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1378232133658638229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1378232133658638229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1378232133658638229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/05/shogun-babe.html' title='Shogun Babe!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/TAE0i8lH3JI/AAAAAAAAB_s/VTFY9pX3DHY/s72-c/DSC03740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-8258736573231947436</id><published>2010-05-28T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T01:32:40.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><title type='text'>How I am so easily attracted to guys</title><content type='html'>1. A guy who can sing well and play an instrument especially a guitar or a piano.&lt;br /&gt;This guy melted my heart with the very first song I heard from him. Sadly I couldn't find a live video of him during American Idol while performing this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-nqGbryShZg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&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/-nqGbryShZg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="510" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;A guy who can dance like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eNebxm7_RVQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&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/eNebxm7_RVQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="510" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, nah just joking. Of course preferably this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuJWUA5yDlM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&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/GuJWUA5yDlM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="510" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I admire Chelsie more than Twitch XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;3. A guy who's good in sports especially Badminton or Basketball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It's undeniable that China players are awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ar0x-jC7gl4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&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/Ar0x-jC7gl4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="510" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-8258736573231947436?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/8258736573231947436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=8258736573231947436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8258736573231947436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8258736573231947436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-i-am-so-easily-attracted-to-guys.html' title='How I am so easily attracted to guys'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-5138542338501422618</id><published>2010-05-27T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T18:26:13.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><title type='text'>END OF SEM 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Woots. Yeah, it's a happy holiday!!!! for TODAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;-_-"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Same old lame phrase, time pass really fast. I was just hesitating and struggling whether to change course, and here I am successfully survived the past 3 months in Pharmacy course. And I've already made up my mind that I &lt;b&gt;WILL NOT&lt;/b&gt; change course anymore. In fact, I'll strive harder &lt;b&gt;IF&lt;/b&gt; I ever managed to pass ALL the units in Sem 1 which I deeply hope I will. I know it sounds weird to be so determine all of a sudden, it's mainly because I've gained back my interest and I know what's the main reason which makes me lost interest in the middle of the way. It sounds kind of unreasonable so I ain't gonna say it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Btw, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;SWOT vac starts from now&lt;/span&gt; which means I have about 10 days to revise. 10th of June will be the first day of my finals. &lt;i&gt;Gan cheong nya..&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;i&gt;bukan sangat&lt;/i&gt;). I must utilize every hour as much as I can to make the best out of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, did I mentioned bout &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MUPHAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Well, I'm gonna be perasan here. Congrats to me for being the treasurer of Muphas! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(I'm still wondering why did they select me though) But there's so many things to pick up and thanks to Shu Jiun - a very kind, lovely sweet senior. She was the treasurer and she taught me everything patiently. If you happen to read this, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;all the best to you in Australia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh last Sunday was the concert and so glad that everything's over now. So that I can focus on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I ain't gonna be too good in any ways, not anymore. I've learned how to reject, how to say NO, so that I don't sacrifice what's more important to me for the benifit of others when I don't get appreciation from them. It's not that I want Something from them, I just hope they do appreciate which they don't. So what's the point?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's so many things I'm gonna do after exam! Can't wait for it. hehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;female version of MJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S_5Dv5Hb_jI/AAAAAAAAB_k/FMlFaIXFKuw/s1600/DSC03712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S_5Dv5Hb_jI/AAAAAAAAB_k/FMlFaIXFKuw/s320/DSC03712.JPG" /&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/1461301033338236999-5138542338501422618?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/5138542338501422618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=5138542338501422618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/5138542338501422618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/5138542338501422618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/05/woots.html' title='END OF SEM 1'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S_5Dv5Hb_jI/AAAAAAAAB_k/FMlFaIXFKuw/s72-c/DSC03712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-7396574874753996752</id><published>2010-05-22T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T01:16:09.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><title type='text'>I'm a supergirl!</title><content type='html'>Alright, I am so proud of myself. (LOL perasan aku). My friend and I actually learned one song in 2 and half hours time. How great are we? I was bloody exhausted and now while waiting for my wet hair to dry, I'll just blog. and blog. since I don't usually have time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be performing 2 dances on Sunday. One is Dangerous by MJ which we just learned just now, and next will be my team - Illusion's performance. So damn tiring. We only settle with dangerous today, and tmr night will get Illusion's done. Everything is so rushing. Then sunday is the concert and next, everything's D.O.N.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to learning Contemporary Dance, one that I've been awaiting for a long long time. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-7396574874753996752?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/7396574874753996752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=7396574874753996752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7396574874753996752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7396574874753996752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-supergirl.html' title='I&apos;m a supergirl!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-701044994165225340</id><published>2010-05-21T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T18:39:24.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Ain't a supergirl!!!!</title><content type='html'>How funny life can fool us in any ways. Before this, I was bellyaching at every moment possible for the dull life taking Pharmacy course. And right now, up to the very last moment where all of us are gonna sit for exam, I deeply hope that I can pass all the units. Yes, I mean it, by just passing and not hoping for more. Ah, life's a maze. That's what they always say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my dancing teacher seriously thinks I'm a supergirl who can pick up the steps and be so familiar with it in few days time, or even - 2 days. Previously I went for the competition at KP, Whoa, I learned for like 5 days and went for the competition. More accurately, 5-6 hours of training only. I still remember that was the time when I totally feel like giving up Pharmacy course and having a deem over changing course. I totally neglected my studies. (that's why I kept complaining I have to double up the effort)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again right now, Sunday is the concert, and today which is FRIDAY, only am I going for rehearsal. To LEARN NEW STEPS and perform on sunday MORNING! WTH! I'm not really a supergirl lah. I can't like you know, just be familiar with everything in such a short time, although I did make it for previous few times. UGH. I HATE DOING LAST MIN WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I'll update more frequent during the Sem break. =) Take care peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;your future pharmacist XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S_ZiLobuj_I/AAAAAAAAB_c/Q0zUpgWuGBE/s1600/DSC03618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S_ZiLobuj_I/AAAAAAAAB_c/Q0zUpgWuGBE/s320/DSC03618.JPG" /&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/1461301033338236999-701044994165225340?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/701044994165225340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=701044994165225340&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/701044994165225340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/701044994165225340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/05/aint-supergirl.html' title='Ain&apos;t a supergirl!!!!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S_ZiLobuj_I/AAAAAAAAB_c/Q0zUpgWuGBE/s72-c/DSC03618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-8716402222362070553</id><published>2010-05-15T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T01:18:32.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>MY life</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone! How are you guys doing?&lt;br /&gt;I was scrolling through my posts and I realised that I didn't talk on a specific topic for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to talk about myself, may I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since young, I have been quite a bright student who receives compliments from many people, my friends, my teachers, the adults. They tend to praise me for my academic, sports, and whichever talent I have. And to me, it's always sheer luck. I never think that I'm competent enough compared to other bright students, but how do I score in exams then? well, luck. I have the opposite views from others. They think I excel in academic, I think it's luck. They think I'm great in sports, I think my schools has a limited number of students. They think I'm the role model for other students, I think others are just giving chance. They think I can handle things well, I think I usually mess up things instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, my judgenment towards myself is always different from others which causes me to be sort of, stubborn. I know it's not good but I don't usually keep other's compliment in mind. And I don't accept whole-heartedly. Simply because I don't see it that way. For example when people say, Sue yen you're pretty. I'll say thanks and that's it. I don't feel overjoy. It's like - "IT'S JUST A STATEMENT YO!" What's to be so happy about? However, I'll still be really appreciative towards those who are sincere in their words, of course you can feel it from the heart and for that, I'll definitely bear that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been brought up with leadership, being the group leader, class monitor, prefect, even head prefect, and held so many positions like president, vice-president, secretary, form representative. Yes, I was really really active back in high school. Co-curricular is a must for me. I just don't understand how can someone miss all those FUN for the sake of "the fun of ponteng"? Oh boy, such lazy people! Then again, that's why people said I'm good in sports and all. Come back to the point, there's a limited number of people! that's the whole idea? Look, if you go to schools with huge number of students, is it really easy to get what you want? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM was defintely a significant mark of success for me. Then, I'll always have to explain myself. My year is the first batch to be examined in ENGLISH for maths and science, thus, the questions were rather easy. That is why SO MANY people in my year scored! What's to be proud now? Alright, in MUFY. Yes, I did get HD for the subjects. It was in the medium level, or even basic. What we learned was so basic that now, I struggled so hard at the beginning of my degree program PHARMACY! First sem is only 3 months, finals is 3 weeks away, with lectures everyday, and everything learned are drained away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEGREE. 1st sem. Pharmacy. Monash.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this is the first time ever I struggle so hard myself with all the almost unbearable stress. It isn't same as the stress during SPM and MUFY. This, is a different level of stress. that makes you feel rather depress at times. Perhaps it's only me, because obviously my classmates are enjoying this course. I just don't know anything. simple calculation, I have to refer to the lecture notes and do step by step. When I read, I can't remember or sometimes I don't understand. Almost giving up in the middle of the sem was really a huge mistake. I was slacking almost everyday, copying tutorial work, not bothering to get things clear. AND you have to pay back for what you have done! I have to work twice as hard as others, which I'm still not doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Confession here. Ain't sure if any of my dancing friends will see this but I'm just gonna say it out loud here. To be honest, I've been complaining and whinning ever since I join XX. I have too many complaints that some I just keep it to myself as afraid of flooding the whole place with my endless whines. The same problems has always been there unsolved. and occuring repeatedly. I feel sick, sometimes even loath to do what I have to do. But still, I never stop. I want to learn so many dances. Yet, I haven't. I dragged till now. And soon enough, I'll get things done. I don't want and I don't like to depend on others. If I can, I'll slowly crawl up myself. SOMEDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: This post was written in a somber mood. No HAHAs and LOLs. I can't cheer up right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-8716402222362070553?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/8716402222362070553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=8716402222362070553&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8716402222362070553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8716402222362070553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-life.html' title='MY life'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-5893416231054562347</id><published>2010-05-02T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T01:30:59.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Broke</title><content type='html'>Alright guys, so here's the delayed post I've been talking about previously. A lesson to be learned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;It was about 2 weeks ago when the accident happened. Right. I was driving a friend home from Klang Parade after our dancing competition. Yes it was raining and I think I drove at a high speed either. Not 80 or 90. I guess it was about 60 km/h. It was just a main road, not any highways. So, I gave a real sudden break when the front car stopped! But to my surprised, my car didn't slow down at all(but my friend said it did).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew I couldn't avoid this accident that's gonna happen. If I were to turn to left, my car would eventually gone into the big drain as it couldn't stop and if I were to turn to my right, I would definitely collide with the car from the opposite side as well. So with all the adrenaline rise up and well prepared, I bang into the front car dgn selamba. And this is what my car looked like.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S92Uw2oDBaI/AAAAAAAAB_M/h4FNdMkTEik/s1600/DSC03628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S92Uw2oDBaI/AAAAAAAAB_M/h4FNdMkTEik/s320/DSC03628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah, I know it's really serious! The bonet came up and the radiator was damanged! Can't even drive the car as soon as we reached the police station to make a report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S92Uw2oDBaI/AAAAAAAAB_M/h4FNdMkTEik/s1600/DSC03628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S92U1tLK2zI/AAAAAAAAB_U/U3-Lr17xHfk/s1600/DSC03630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S92U1tLK2zI/AAAAAAAAB_U/U3-Lr17xHfk/s320/DSC03630.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver was kind enough to settle things calmly. Oh, hers wasn't serious at all! But unfortunately it's her new car which she'd drove for 1 month only. Sorry -_-". And I made a HUGE mistake, worst than banging into her car...which is...by calling her AUNTY! OH NO! She's in her twenties or near thirty I guess. But the instance I saw her I really thought she was an aunty. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lesson learned is. Drive like a tortoise especially during raining days! The road is slippery is definitely true.&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/1461301033338236999-5893416231054562347?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/5893416231054562347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=5893416231054562347&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/5893416231054562347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/5893416231054562347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/05/broke.html' title='Broke'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S92Uw2oDBaI/AAAAAAAAB_M/h4FNdMkTEik/s72-c/DSC03628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3849289852667761831</id><published>2010-04-23T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:37:56.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><title type='text'>A series of events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hey guys! I'm back! Getting my fingers some exercise just when I thought of revising physiology. &lt;i&gt;LOL&lt;/i&gt;. Anyway, I know I've been keeping all of you waiting impatiently for my updates. &lt;i&gt;Hehe&lt;/i&gt;. So I'll make sure these pictures and wordy description satisfies you.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, as I mentioned earlier, my Aussie relatives came back for 3 weeks. And since &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;day 1 they were back up till 2 days ago which was wednesday, I didn't have good sleep at all! Not at all!&lt;/span&gt; Haha, wait, I'm not saying it's because of them, although mainly it is. XP As I said, outings here and there and gathering at grandma's hse every night occupied much of my time. Remember the other time I said we headed down to Bangsar? Yeah, we caught up with each other's life at &lt;b&gt;D' Haven&lt;/b&gt;. Got to know my cousin's dark secrets. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*evil grin*&lt;/span&gt; And it was the first time I ever knew what is "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;shisha&lt;/span&gt;". I'm not sure if that's how you write it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GAgBoTXNI/AAAAAAAAB9k/WtiRBBB9Eeg/s1600/DSC03613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GAgBoTXNI/AAAAAAAAB9k/WtiRBBB9Eeg/s320/DSC03613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I know some of you must be shock and surprise and taken aback to read this! Like " &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;What?! SUE YEN and SHISHA??&lt;/span&gt;" Alright,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; I never touch &amp;nbsp;"cigarettes, weeds, cigar" or such in my whole life! Yes, never!&lt;/span&gt; Not even a cigarette. That was the first time I gave it a try because I know that I don't favour this kinda stuff and I never did. However, just chilling out with cousins. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;The first puff was rather easy, as in I don't go like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*caughs*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;and suffocates and gasp for air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt; I didn't even get the feeling of it as well. I feel nothing!&lt;/span&gt; Later on, yeah it was my first time so pictures here and there. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I took several puffs continuously just to get a perfect picture and that's when I felt a lil giddy, and sort of floating in the air. LOL. I can sleep on the spot if I was allowed to!&lt;/span&gt; It tasted good though, nice flavour, but definitely not enough to get me liking it much! I wouldn't want to try for a second time myself. And I stopped after that. It's more than enough&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; I don't want the epithelial cells of my lungs to die!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then, just like what we did when my relatives from Canada were back. Benhur and us went to Sky Bar. Last yr was my first time there and this yr was my second. Frankly speaking, if it wasn't because of them, I don't think I ever know what it's like to hang out at a bar. So, this time around, Kevin was able to join us as he's legal. =) I kinda like the environment in &lt;b&gt;Sky Bar&lt;/b&gt;, but not so much as I liked it last year. Now,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt; they actually allow people in with slippers and shorts! The place was supposed to be classy and standard. &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully it doesn't become some&lt;s&gt; "capalang"&lt;/s&gt; bar the next time I go there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GA70krDaI/AAAAAAAAB-c/rDKMLVoM6X8/s1600/P1060380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GA70krDaI/AAAAAAAAB-c/rDKMLVoM6X8/s320/P1060380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm really really bad in drinking. I got tipsy after a few sips. And, to think about the drink just makes me wanna puke. It tasted to bad I had to force myself to finish up because it was expensive! and I felt like throwing up all the way back to my grandma's house just by the thought of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GA70krDaI/AAAAAAAAB-c/rDKMLVoM6X8/s1600/P1060380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GA_cXO8fI/AAAAAAAAB-k/JP4OFJ4yoNI/s1600/P1060444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GA_cXO8fI/AAAAAAAAB-k/JP4OFJ4yoNI/s320/P1060444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I personally like this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next, we went to &lt;b&gt;Bukit Cahaya&lt;/b&gt;. Only few of us cycled and it was indeed a great ride! Those who went on bus definitely missed the fun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At night there's this outing to&lt;b&gt; midvalley/gardens&lt;/b&gt; with the whole family. Did some window shopping that's all. And was appreciating the beauty of the lil fountain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GBJDIPi3I/AAAAAAAAB-s/ZhpQI9KATKw/s1600/P1060515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GBJDIPi3I/AAAAAAAAB-s/ZhpQI9KATKw/s320/P1060515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;ain't it beautiful? just neon lights and water is enough to mesmerize people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2 days before they left, my sis organised Karaoke session as she promised Mel. &lt;b&gt;Neway&lt;/b&gt; that's it!! The down side was they switched the buffet dinner with ala carte. But still the food was served in enormous amount as if it's for some giants. and I finished everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GBQ9c1jgI/AAAAAAAAB-0/RIMD5Jx1YQs/s1600/P1060538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GBQ9c1jgI/AAAAAAAAB-0/RIMD5Jx1YQs/s320/P1060538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Can you guys see all the fun we had simply through our expressions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Yes I miss them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, they went back last Saturday. And the fun is gone again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was supposed to update my blog like last Sunday right? but hey, I wasn't available yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look, we had &lt;b&gt;dancing competition&lt;/b&gt; last Saturday. and guess how crazy we were to go for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;training at 5 in the morning? Then went home to get like half an hour sleep and later on went for the competition&lt;/span&gt;. But thankgoodness we managed to enter final and got &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;3rd&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! 1st and 2nd were from malacca. The champion really deserved the prize as they were skillful and experience. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*salute*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weather these days is killing me softly! As long as it doesn't rain, I will reach home soaking wet &lt;i&gt;without fail &lt;/i&gt;everyday after uni! Well, don't believe? just look at the pictures! I have evidence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GArJ7gnOI/AAAAAAAAB98/h8lxI_RcYzA/s1600/DSC03631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GArJ7gnOI/AAAAAAAAB98/h8lxI_RcYzA/s320/DSC03631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hate this kinda weather. Hence, the expression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GAu1S3rWI/AAAAAAAAB-E/KgXpNf_aXtM/s1600/DSC03636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GAu1S3rWI/AAAAAAAAB-E/KgXpNf_aXtM/s320/DSC03636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GA_cXO8fI/AAAAAAAAB-k/JP4OFJ4yoNI/s1600/P1060444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&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;Ah, I know this is disgusting! But jsut in case you don't believe you know? :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, I'll be updating soon enough and pls, wait for the next post. You'll know what had I done to &lt;s&gt;mark it as one good experience and lesson!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-3849289852667761831?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3849289852667761831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3849289852667761831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3849289852667761831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3849289852667761831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/04/series-of-events.html' title='A series of events'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S9GAgBoTXNI/AAAAAAAAB9k/WtiRBBB9Eeg/s72-c/DSC03613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-2219521505990768363</id><published>2010-04-08T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T13:16:44.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>I want to be a famous blogger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;NOT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, I was browsing through a couple of blogs and something caught my attention. It's just one simple titile of the blog post. "I wanna be a famous blogger" and the content goes like "I wanna be like Kenny Sia". So the first thing came to my mind was - &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;HAHAHA! So Silly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Because that particular sentence itself makes me smirk!&lt;/span&gt; But I suddenly came up with some thoughts and I just want to share with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;NOTE : I'm &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; referring to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;this guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;here who posted it. He's wasn't bad at all. I'm saying in general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these few statements and the way they blog really bugs me a lot. I feel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;annoying and irritating which makes me lose interest in reading the post the moment I see it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. This blog is about nothing other than crappy stuff!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (come on,if you wanna attract readers,don't ever say it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. Pls read at your own risk&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;( as if you'll get heart attack)&lt;br /&gt;I mean hey, unless you're gonna post something undecent like those so-called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;yellow stuff&lt;/span&gt; then pls, state it clearly it's a dirty webpage or something. Otherwise, cut that off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I totally, absolutely, completely agree with&lt;i&gt; this guy &lt;/i&gt;that language is vital in blogging. I laughed when he gave an example. K so, I too, hate it when ppl say something like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;"Today I &amp;nbsp;sad oh...my dear dun sek sek me..make me wan cry..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;"@*#^$*&amp;amp;^$&amp;amp;* (fill in), yesterday @#$#@, so boring! I no ming bai the movie! The stupid people no skill, how they make movie??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;"ni ma ma, i call the food so long but no come!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;NOTE : I made them up myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadn't you seen people writing that way before? well, surprisingly enough there is! It totally makes blogging no sense! Just look at the 3 examples I gave, don't they sound ridiculous and instantly give you a feeling of those are uneducated people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to write about your love story, please express it in a proper way. Because&lt;i&gt; "make me wan cry" &lt;/i&gt;shows that your&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; mentality is really low!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not only this but all 3 sentences above. I believe language isn't an excuse.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; If you are really bad in english but you try to blog as good as you can, I'm sure people can see the effort and understand that you're improving yourself.&lt;/span&gt; No one will look down on you. But there are people who somehow don't even bother about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next things is. I know everyone has their own dreams. But before you shout out loud your dream, just at least make sure you're almost there! Reaching your dreams. Like of course, when you said " I wanna be like Cheeserland! or Kennysia! or XiAXUE(I don't wan this.lol)" and you start off your post with " I no go out today cos rain no stop!" don't you think you're telling the joke of the day? Get what I mean? So hey, don't make a fool of yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-2219521505990768363?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/2219521505990768363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=2219521505990768363&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2219521505990768363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2219521505990768363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-to-be-famous-blogger.html' title='I want to be a famous blogger!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-3847659997690720324</id><published>2010-04-05T12:52:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:07:20.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;First of all, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;it's mid-sem break now! Yay!&lt;/span&gt; Then, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;I have got to finish my assignments and oral in one week time. NOO!!! &lt;/span&gt;So to me, it's nothing to be happy about in the end! Well, just to lead you guys on with my life now, here's a couple of pictures and wordy post to entertain you people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Right. So my classmates kinda like camwhoring whenever possible especially during Practical classes! And, my friends and I did too! This was taken during PHS 1's second practical where we learned to prepare extemporaneous solution and labelling. These are mine, Kim's, and Earn Loo's!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6M14qn-I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/GMBpVEL_8WI/s1600/DSC03601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6M14qn-I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/GMBpVEL_8WI/s320/DSC03601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Tada~~ Sadly, Kim withdrawed from Pharmacy and is gonna take business in July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;I somehow feel uncomfortable without her around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then, it was the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;practical on membrane where we gotta prick our fingers and see the blood ooze out!&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, I pricked like twice and there isn't enough blood at all!! My friend pricked 3 times and the last one was quite deep, so she donated hers to me for my 3rd sample.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6hHf1PhI/AAAAAAAAB8g/XkJmpWbUCp4/s1600/DSC03614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6hHf1PhI/AAAAAAAAB8g/XkJmpWbUCp4/s320/DSC03614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Disappointing enough&lt;/span&gt;, these people were taking their own sweet time viewing the slides on the microscope which kept others waiting for centuries for their turn as there were only like 3 microscope for 45 of us! When it was our turn, the solution dried up a lil, and lecturer was already rushing us to clean up our stuffs! So we couldn't see it through the microscope and threw it away. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;:-/ &lt;/span&gt;But I did capture pictures that were projected on the screen when my friends were veiwing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6nJchwkI/AAAAAAAAB8o/yIVjDPfZ0vE/s1600/DSC03619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6nJchwkI/AAAAAAAAB8o/yIVjDPfZ0vE/s320/DSC03619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6M14qn-I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/GMBpVEL_8WI/s1600/DSC03601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crenation&lt;/b&gt; in an hypertonic solution. Your red blood cells shrink and crenate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6qKF7TRI/AAAAAAAAB8w/anVI0OxWvik/s1600/DSC03620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6qKF7TRI/AAAAAAAAB8w/anVI0OxWvik/s320/DSC03620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how ur red blood cells should look like! They're in isotonic solution so there's no changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I didn't manage to get the one in hypotonic solution where your cells will burst! That's call &lt;b&gt;Hemolysis&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;(hopefully you gain something from here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, so yesterday morning I was folding the comforter and all when I was awake without my specs on. Then, I thought &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;"hey, there's like something on the floor?"&lt;/span&gt;. I wasnt' sure enough and so I just moved around with my leg. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;YEs! THere IS something!&lt;/span&gt; Just when I took a closer look, I jumped back in shock! Man, I kicked a &lt;b&gt;cockrach!!!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;AHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Then I had to pick it up and flush off! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6vOQMH-I/AAAAAAAAB84/cZjpbKSzimk/s1600/DSC03626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6vOQMH-I/AAAAAAAAB84/cZjpbKSzimk/s320/DSC03626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have you got a close view of a cockrach? I even took a video on how it's legs move and all. &lt;i&gt;HAHA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And next, here's what I mentioned in my previous post. My lovely new pair of shoes! I never bought&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt; pure white shoes&lt;/span&gt; before as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;I thought there is no difference from school shoes except for it's design and logo!&lt;/span&gt; But hey, here I am wearing this to uni! &lt;i&gt;LOL&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6R3K5cXI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/KEZu743suaI/s1600/DSC03603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6R3K5cXI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/KEZu743suaI/s320/DSC03603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Basically, that's what I think it's good to share with you guys! Esp the blood experiment and all! Well, I'm supposed to be working on my assignments an hour ago!! So hopefully I'll get one done by today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to all the readers for keeping up with me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/1461301033338236999-3847659997690720324?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/3847659997690720324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=3847659997690720324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3847659997690720324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/3847659997690720324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/04/series.html' title='Series'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S7h6M14qn-I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/GMBpVEL_8WI/s72-c/DSC03601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-8204935972146390472</id><published>2010-03-30T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:05:12.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>A lil bit of me</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I know I've been missing in action lately again. Well, same old excuses alright, uni is hectic. And I do really mean it. &amp;nbsp;"&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Like classes from 9 to 5 and dragging urself to uni and back again in the congested traffic every day makes you exhausted and less efficiency in whatever you do other than the one and only exception, which is &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SLEEP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;! "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; This I can guarantee a 100% commitment to it if you ask me. &lt;i&gt;Haha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey,I wasn't exactly&lt;s&gt; putting my life at stake&lt;/s&gt; for uni man!!! I think I have like at least a couple of mins to blog before this. It's that my relatives came back from Australia for 3 weeks, and basically, we have been spending time with them every night possible. Like,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; everyone gathered at my grandma's hse, we had dinner together, celebrated my Aussie aunt's 50th Birthday (which she wouldn't wanna admit her age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; ), and even had a late night out despite uni and work the next day&lt;/span&gt;. A very good outing indeed was yesterday night, we headed down to &lt;b&gt;Bangsar&lt;/b&gt;, and man, I'm not shy to say that it was my &lt;i&gt;FIRST TIME&lt;/i&gt; there! We loitered around, and hang out at the pub to have a cousin's heart-to-heart talk session, it was damn cooL. Obviously, whenever this Aussie cousin is around, nothing wild can escaped! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;We did something like..er..HAH, I ain't gonna let you know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, so I've got my lovely new pair of shoes from my aunt. It's Nike and pure white. &lt;i&gt;LOL&lt;/i&gt;. Pictures will be up as soon as I have the time to do it! And today was my first day of wearing this new pair of shoes! wee~ But then as it's new, it wasn't really comfortable that I felt like taking it off my feet!! &lt;i&gt;haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, assignments not done yet, to be more precise, I haven't started at all! And my friends are like half way through it!! My goodness. I'm slacking much? Yeah perhaps so. But what's life about when it's all about studies and nothing else??? I'll unleash my power and show you what can I do ONCE AGAIN. (I was really good in balancing everything back in high school - that's why it's all average ONLY!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; -__-"""&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, Nights people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-8204935972146390472?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/8204935972146390472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=8204935972146390472&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8204935972146390472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8204935972146390472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/03/lil-bit-of-me.html' title='A lil bit of me'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-357583168787554613</id><published>2010-03-24T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:20:17.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><title type='text'>A sweet escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S6oc4lbZiiI/AAAAAAAAB74/hJ6zwYQX8-Q/s1600/SNC00068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S6oc4lbZiiI/AAAAAAAAB74/hJ6zwYQX8-Q/s400/SNC00068.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S6oc4lbZiiI/AAAAAAAAB74/hJ6zwYQX8-Q/s1600/SNC00068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S6odsVITMVI/AAAAAAAAB8A/Hn48vD4zI88/s1600/SNC00056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S6odsVITMVI/AAAAAAAAB8A/Hn48vD4zI88/s400/SNC00056.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stress-free. When can I get more of this?&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;♥&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-357583168787554613?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/357583168787554613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=357583168787554613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/357583168787554613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/357583168787554613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/03/sweet-escape.html' title='A sweet escape'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S6oc4lbZiiI/AAAAAAAAB74/hJ6zwYQX8-Q/s72-c/SNC00068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-7422492181259362916</id><published>2010-03-21T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:27:16.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='likes'/><title type='text'>You are looking at Pharmacist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S6Y6N2GMUlI/AAAAAAAAB7w/2rTShn1pro8/s1600-h/pharmacy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S6Y6N2GMUlI/AAAAAAAAB7w/2rTShn1pro8/s400/pharmacy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;much &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-7422492181259362916?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/7422492181259362916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=7422492181259362916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7422492181259362916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/7422492181259362916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-are-looking-at-pharmacist.html' title='You are looking at Pharmacist!'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yes-JOOghZQ/S6Y6N2GMUlI/AAAAAAAAB7w/2rTShn1pro8/s72-c/pharmacy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-2502841417655749020</id><published>2010-03-17T12:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:30:10.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><title type='text'>At the edge of learning</title><content type='html'>Today we had only like 1 hour tutorial and that's it. Well, it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Prof. Quek (Quek Quek-a nice lecturer)'s&lt;/span&gt; class this morning at 8.30am. We did tutorial on maths questions like graph and differentiation all. After the class, my depression gone deeper now. I can't even work on the questions which are almost basic ones! And I somehow didn't take the initiative to revise back what I'd learned in MUFY. I'm really not in a good mood now. I feel like dropping out from pharmacy course. =( Ever since the first day till now, never once I felt relief at all. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;What's within me is just stress and pressure and a tad of depression&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I even feel really really exhausted everyday I reached home. It's not simply because of a long day, I wasn't like that in secondary school. I woke up early for school and attended tuition till 8pm yet I'm still fine with it. Now it's just like my whole body collapse the moment I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. How long will this go on till I adapt to uni life and more importantly, pharmacy course. I regretted for not finding out what's the different foundations are all about, and simply chose MUFY just because I wanna go Monash. I should have taken A Levels which is 1 and half year and much tougher and in details in education wise. Then, perhaps I wouldn't be feeling so down right now. I had this feeling once back in Form 2 or 3, and now I'm feeling it again, of giving up on studies. We had the English workshop yesterday, and Ms. Carole emphasise on this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;" You succeed when you learn and you fail when you give up on learning "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like at the edge learning now, one more step and I'm gonna fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to talk about dancing. Well, thank goodness the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Dancing Club in Monash&lt;/span&gt; didn't left me out. haha! They did texted me yesterday about the meeting this evening but sadly, I couldn't make it. So hopefully I'll get to join the crew. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Dance Fusionz&lt;/span&gt;. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; Illusion&lt;/span&gt;? Yeah, we're gonna start learning new steps all for competition. Talk about sexiness - FAIL! Lap dance - FAIL ! Our team members are like superwoman who can't show our gentleness. Everything must be power power and power!! But we're working on it too. Seems like I'm the worst among all, because I was never feminine. At least I'm more girlish now. =) Too bad, I ain't joining the competition on 4th June since it is Cheng Beng. What a waste!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-2502841417655749020?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/2502841417655749020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=2502841417655749020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2502841417655749020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/2502841417655749020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-we-had-only-like-1-hour-tutorial.html' title='At the edge of learning'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-8594376619857734977</id><published>2010-03-16T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T19:23:51.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><title type='text'>Basically</title><content type='html'>It's the 3rd week of uni and I'm still slacking way too much! I hadn't been putting much effort in my studies even though I don't really understand what was taught by the lecturers. That's how hardworking I am -_-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been saving up much time to work on other things instead of blogging, hence, the semi-hiatus you'll see every now and then. Hehe! But of course, I'll still try to update from time to time. But pls bear with my posts about uni and uni and uni, that's basically what I'm up to now, uni life. Unless I have something interesting! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are assignments to be done and I haven't even started yet. It's like you know, you don't know what to write and have no idea of where to start off. So I'm still hanging there lar. haha! Oh and there's a new student in my class. Basically, I think these people are all very nice. Well, at least for now, I'm sure none of them show their true colour yet. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember I said that I like practicals? Yeah, I'm sitll liking it! Although it occupies us really really lot of time but I kinda enjoy doing it. It's way better than listening to lectures!!!! Well, it's not that I dislike but sometimes you really can't focus and ur mind starts drifting away to the fantasy island. And so far I had seen 2 of my classmates dozing off during lectures. hehehe! it's funnY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout the lecturers. I somehow still don't really like them. Only a few of them. To me, I can never be able to focus whenever I listen to their voices. They just somehow couldn't catch my attention and that's why, the confusion in that topic. Bout the library, it's still not up to a satisfactory level. Firstly, the library is always occupied! Esp the computers area! Secondly, there's only 3 photostate machine/printer which keep you waiting for a long queue almost every min you want to print. Thirdly, the books are insufficient! (for my assignment topic). Of all the books in all 3 levels, I only managed to find one miserable book with my topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically,that's all about this post. Uni life isn't fun at all. At this moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-8594376619857734977?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/8594376619857734977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=8594376619857734977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8594376619857734977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/8594376619857734977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/03/arghhh.html' title='Basically'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-1512537287175945839</id><published>2010-03-11T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:15:44.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni life'/><title type='text'>First incident in uni</title><content type='html'>Hi peeps, I wanted to blog about this yesterday night but blogger somehow didn't like me to post this because it can't load the new post page. &lt;i&gt;HAHA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's what I'm gonna talk about and it took place yesterday (wed) in uni again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had practical that day and it was the 3rd practical so far. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;I kinda like practicals now&lt;/span&gt; as we all do things on our own, individually. You know, practicals were usually done in a group like in secondary school, and the &lt;s&gt;almighty lazy bum&lt;/s&gt; me didn't really get to learn a thing because basically, I would depend on my friends to do the procedure and me getting the results. &lt;i&gt;HAHA&lt;/i&gt;. But now, everything is done on our own, and I had to do things on my own as well. With that, I learned quite a lot. At least, I know the names like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;top-loading balance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; If you were to ask me few years back,sorry lah i tak tau&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;i&gt; LOL&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took out the measuring cylinder (if i'm not mistaken :P) and realised I didn't have to use it. The moment I just lifted it from the table..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;."piang"&lt;/span&gt;..Oops..I broke the bottom of it as it collided with the standard flask. I stared with wide-eyes at my sir and he stared back at me. Luckily he was cool with it and told me to report to the lab assistant and so I did. Again luckily I didn't have to pay and exchanged for a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesson learned : Be extremely careful with every single apparatus!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had lecture and later on went for lunch. After getting my food only I realised &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;my phone was lost!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Damn I couldn't find it anywhere. Used&lt;b&gt; Pei Yin&lt;/b&gt;'s phone to call and still no vibration in my bag or anywhere. Then &lt;b&gt;Earn Loo&lt;/b&gt; told me she saw a black sony erricson phone left on the table in the tutorial room but didn't know it was mine. I immediately ran all the way to the pharmacy building and find everywhere that I possibly had dropped it. There was a girl using the comp in the tutorial room where I left for practical, so I lend her phone to call. Coincidently she was using the same phone as mine, but hers of course was brand new! Still no vibration at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marthana&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Teng Yong&lt;/b&gt; helped me out as both of them were in the building but to no avail.Thanks so much to Marthana for lending me her phone to call mom and telling me what to do. And thanks to Teng Yong too for accompanying me to see Kak Yati. They are really nice and I felt so so grateful having friends like them though I ain't really close to Marthana. At least now I know, she's a kind and helpful girl. I kinda like her too &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt; as a friend of course. I'm straight.&lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;b&gt; Kim&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Earn Loo&lt;/b&gt; kept distracting my evil thoughts, trying to give me hope saying that I didn't bring my hp to uni. Hehe, they are so nice cos &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;honestly, I did feel better&lt;/span&gt;. Later on had lectures all. And just when I forgotten about my hp, the guy standing beside me in the library's phone rang. And it reminded me about my phone again! I told Kim and Earn Loo, I've always wanted to change a new hp, but I didn't because I couldn't decide on which phone to buy. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Maybe now it's a sign that I should really change a new phone&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for the last lecture which was at 4pm. Just when I entered the practical room, Marthana said the lab assistant called her and told me to claim my phone because someone found it and passed it to her! I was so so so happy I can't wait for class to end. At 5, I quickly went to collect my phone. Ah, I wonder which kind hearted person found and returned my phone! But weird thing is, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;someone simply forwarded my msg to my fren, and there read my msgs, and there were so many empty draft saved&lt;/span&gt;. I have no idea what happened. LOL. &amp;nbsp;Then I told my friends, alright, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I won't change my phone so soon because it came back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;MEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;=))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Still if this kind hearted person accidentally stumble upon my blog, I would like to say, Thank You very much. You'll be blessed. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kawan-kawanku, thanks for all of ur concern. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;*they kept asking me "have you found ur phone?"&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1461301033338236999-1512537287175945839?l=sueyen90.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/feeds/1512537287175945839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1461301033338236999&amp;postID=1512537287175945839&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1512537287175945839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1461301033338236999/posts/default/1512537287175945839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sueyen90.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-incident-in-uni.html' title='First incident in uni'/><author><name>Sue Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04432966015449128077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1461301033338236999.post-5385256592344984230</id><published>2010-03-07T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:10:09.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sy speaks'/><title type='text'>Medicine and Health Science student</title><content type='html'>I realise the fact that each time I'm occupied with studies, I'll tend to FB more frequent than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes to
