<?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-8340867436915440200</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:58:20.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEi Xi@N</title><subtitle type='html'>The Leo Girl</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>321</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-7188711540862162423</id><published>2011-02-27T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:07:12.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>This blog will be abandoned by the author for ever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://dream-on-bookaholic.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to visit her new blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-7188711540862162423?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/7188711540862162423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2011/02/announcement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7188711540862162423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7188711540862162423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2011/02/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-1971033073822558694</id><published>2010-12-31T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T12:10:29.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Twelfth Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;##1 - IELTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scored an overall band of 7.5. Sounds impressive, but to my astonishment, I scored 6.0 only in the Writing section, which was totally unbelievable. So it wasn't surprising that University of Bristol and London School of Economics have rejected me by e-mails in my face without even looking through my application. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure I could definitely do much better than that. Nonetheless, what's done is done.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;##2 - Personal Statement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having drafted for, like, 3762574652 times, I have finally completed my personal statement. Find it pretty self-praising, silly and boastful though. Wonder whether the British would buy it and be convinced or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Datin hasn't checked through it yet though, as she's still in her holiday mood. So there's still hope. Fingers crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;##3 - UCAS Application&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the most boring, monotonous task ever. Seriously. I hate filling up forms and details one-by-one on-line. It's killing me. Hate it when my patience was challenged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;##4 - Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joined a random baking session at Amanda's place and it went successfully! Didn't know baking was my hidden talent! &lt;s&gt;As if!&lt;/s&gt; Though the whole process was kind of tiring, I did enjoy myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, driving all the way from KL to Shah Alam and reaching the destination safely was definitely an unforgettable milestone in my driving history. It somehow did boost my confidence level to a certain extent, having involved in road accidents, like, twice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;##5 - Christmas Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiki organised a Christmas party at his place, again. The only difference is, this time around, I drove to his place instead of asking Dad to fetch me. Oh, and I didn't get lost! Haha. I think I deserve some credit here, as I have just proven that not every girl has an awfully bad sense of direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw the same old faces there -- Karen, Vei Kit, Jolene, Mun Horng, Boon Huei, Shiuk Yean, Lyn Huei and Kian Hui. But Louis didn't show up! What on Earth? Will shoot him to death if I see him next time. Okay, I'm just kidding; murder is a death-eligible offence in Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nevertheless, I was quite shocked to see Stephanie and Kaijie there because I thought it was supposed to be a secondary schoolmates' gathering like last year. You got me, Kiki. So you can imagine how awkward the atmosphere was at Kiki's room initially.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had dinner, drank a few glasses of wine, gossiped, &lt;s&gt;showed-off our laptops&lt;/s&gt;, and played several random games. Everything reminded me of all the fun we used to have in high school, which was kind of sweet and memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home without taking any group pictures and before the &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; party even started. Well, too bad; I had a curfew. Sigh. What a letdown, I know. Anyway, the whole night was certainly well spent. Thanks for all the joy and laughter, people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;##6 - Spams-free Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiki removed the chat box on my blog without even asking my permission and telling me why, as if he runs my blog. But still, thank you, because I don't have to deal with those idiots who always seem to have nothing better to do other than spamming my blog with stupid remarks and links. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fellow readers, from now onwards, if you have anything to share or comment, please leave it under the comment section of each post. I promise I'll reply within 48 hours, and I'm sure that's efficient enough. Spams are not welcome, you hear me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;##7 - 2 Days Of Normal Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided not to login to my Facebook and Twitter accounts for 2 days in an attempt to test and see whether or not I can resist the temptation and addiction. Apparently, I succeeded! Mission accomplished! But it's not as easy as I thought. I guess I'd die without the Internet, so do other younger generations in the entire world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;##8 - Temporary Nerd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate burning the midnight oil but I don't seem to have other options as I always procrastinate and do last-minute revision. Edexcel examination is coming soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the library to study a few times but the outcome wasn't really positive. Mom paid quite a lot for the examination fees, so I can't afford to screw it up. Wish me luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;##9 - Bookaholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number of books read this year excluding textbooks : 5 (what a pathetic one-digit figure)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. 1 : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TheUndomestic Goddess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rating : 7/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. 2 : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Where Rainbows End&lt;/span&gt; (one of my all-time favourites)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rating : 9.5/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. 3 : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rating : 5.5/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No. 4 : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet Valley Saga - The Fowlers of Sweet Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rating : 6.5/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. 5 : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cindy Ella &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rating : 5/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;##10 - Sungkai Trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to a hot spring near Sungkai, Perak. It was a nice place; wonder why the Ministry of Tourism never discovered its natural beauty and promoted it to other nations. Had I not been there, I certainly wouldn't have noticed its existence. Seriously. Enjoyed soaking my legs in the hot water. Bear in mind, the water temperature was as high as 60 degree Celcius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a small water park nearby as well. The slides were awesome. Too bad I can't swim, or else it's going to be more exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-1971033073822558694?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/1971033073822558694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-day-of-twelfth-month.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/1971033073822558694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/1971033073822558694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-day-of-twelfth-month.html' title='The Last Day Of The Twelfth Month'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-3849280291270639512</id><published>2010-12-29T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:18:52.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertainment-free Day</title><content type='html'>The scholarship matter was finally solved! And it's settled peacefully! Felt so relieved, thank goodness. So now there's only one more thing that's bugging  me --- the credit balance in my student account which went missing all of a sudden. I hope the college's accounting and finance department would take action and clear up the mess quickly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the library later on to do some revision. Apparently, isolating yourself from all kind of entertainments helps. Studied the Morrisons case study and attempted a few Economics objective questions. Though it wasn't the most productive revision session ever, well, at least I did something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was shivering like mad in the library that I started to feel sleepy and lose my focus. Should have brought my jacket along. Too bad. Wanted the librarian to lower the air-conditioning's temperature so badly but I just didn't have the guts to make such request. Secretly whispered so that the librarian could hear me, but of course, I failed. Miserably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I couldn't concentrate at all, I decided to go out for lunch with Leon, Issac and a junior called Yee Me at RRC. Asked Eunice to join but she refused; can't believe that she chose books over food! Haha. The four of us talked about a lot of weird but funny stuffs --- from education to the owner of Starhill Gallery to who are our mutual friends --- since none of us shared anything in common. Anyway, the Fish 'n Chips I ordered tasted pretty good, so it was totally worth it and my lunch break was well spent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, saw a lot of juniors register and visit the college today. So I guess next semester's intake is going to be super huge. And my cohort, which will have about 15 people left only next semester, is likely to be the minority group. Again. Sounds sad, but we are united, so nothing will crush our spirit and that's what makes us so unique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, shall end my random story here. It's revision time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder since when my blog becomes so diary-like?   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, this is the boring diary of a boring student with a boring life. How boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : I still have the 'Buy 1 Ticket Free 1 Ticket' voucher with me, which is only valid until the end of December. 2 more days to go. What movie should I watch? And with whom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-3849280291270639512?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/3849280291270639512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/entertainment-free-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3849280291270639512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3849280291270639512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/entertainment-free-day.html' title='Entertainment-free Day'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-933338769164061856</id><published>2010-12-28T19:16:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T20:10:25.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extortion</title><content type='html'>The college is trying to extort me again. This time, they sent a payment memo to my house, demanding RM3XXX from me. Yes, you hear me. RM3XXX. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously don't understand why the administration system of a private college can be as lousy, pathetic and horrible as this. Oh, and you know what? This is the 63562715698th times something stupid like this happened to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and foremost, yes, my scholarship was reduced to 50% initially as I did fairly poorly in my college test last semester. But I achieved a GPA of 3.67 later on in the Edexcel examination, which entitled me to reinstate my once lost scholarship. I quickly got the form, followed the procedures strictly, attached a certified copy of my results and applied for the reinstatement; so I'm very sure I'm still holding the 100% merit scholarship.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, to everyone's surprise, I did exceptionally well in my third semester's college test, having scored a GPA of 3.75. Which means, I was able to maintain my scholarship for the very first time and I don't have to pay a single cent for the next semester! So the reason why I received such a silly piece of document from the college all of a sudden remains a big question mark in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thirdly, there's a credit balance of RM2XXX in my account. It is clearly stated in the previous invoice and I swear I didn't make up that figure myself. If they want to argue with me on that, I can show them that paper right in their face! So instead of me paying them, the college actually owes me RM2XXX! And I thought my calculation is bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to make some noise tomorrow and if I don't get a satisfactory explanation or a reasonable answer, I'll not make life easy for them. If this is what they want, then go ahead! I'll fight until the last drop of my blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every semester I received a dumb payment memo and every time I was asked to pay a ridiculous sum of money. Everything is computerised but the same mistake was made over and over again. I have had enough of it so stop giving me lame excuses! Seriously! Is this some sort of joke? Because it's not funny! Not at all! Don't take me for granted, okay? Will they ever learn from their mistakes?   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, college. You have made my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have lost my faith in you. Completely. Good job on that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-933338769164061856?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/933338769164061856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/they-will-never-learn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/933338769164061856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/933338769164061856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/they-will-never-learn.html' title='Extortion'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-7038259541640957027</id><published>2010-12-27T16:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T17:04:08.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head-shaking Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Found this interesting line while reading my Business Studies textbook and I went completely speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Oh God. Check it out yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;When President George Bush said, "More and more of our imports are from overseas", his intention was probably to say that more and more of US consumer goods are imported.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excellent justification&lt;/span&gt;. What more can I say? Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Okay. Back to studies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Till the next post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-7038259541640957027?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/7038259541640957027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/head-shaking-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7038259541640957027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7038259541640957027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/head-shaking-moment.html' title='Head-shaking Moment'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-5470000082530428824</id><published>2010-12-24T22:30:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:21:04.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fRiEnDsTeR fEvEr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ViSiTeD mY fRiEnDsTeR's AcCoUnT wHicH I dOn'T eVeN bOtHeR tO rEaCTivAtE iN tHe NeXt BiLLiOn yEaRs jUsT nOw. cAn'T BeLiEvE tHaT I uSeD tO tYpE LiKe tHiS wHeN I wAs StiLL iN HigH sCHooL. hOw &lt;i&gt;LaLa&lt;/i&gt;...... -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness it's all past tense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, everyone has their very first time for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following pictures were taken when I was in Form 2 and extracted from my Friendster account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get too surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TRSz8-YftAI/AAAAAAAABqU/6mERzO68CsQ/s400/37199768213016l.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554262100573926402" border="0" /&gt;I set this as my display picture on Friendster. I miss that cute green shirt and my braces-free teeth! May Kei and I looked so innocent and young and...... different in those days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TRS0XKNI3-I/AAAAAAAABqk/ZlcRX4uqJzU/s1600/17758858626634l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TRS0XKNI3-I/AAAAAAAABqk/ZlcRX4uqJzU/s1600/17758858626634l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TRS0XKNI3-I/AAAAAAAABqk/ZlcRX4uqJzU/s400/17758858626634l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554262550424117218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hah! So I was the so-called librarian who loved to act cool in front of the camera (well, for the record, I still love to act cool). This is totally unbelievable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TRS0XMazl-I/AAAAAAAABqc/-HHXJed10rQ/s400/17639794258172l.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554262551018313698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I now present you : May Kei's and my signature &lt;i&gt;lala&lt;/i&gt; pose! Gosh, high school life was so fun! Those crazy stunts we did were just memorable. So I guess it's normal that I say I miss my high school to a certain extent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;On a completely unrelated note, 1 hour and 30 minutes more to go before Christmas. Merry Christmas people! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Note to 0907-ers : Abandon your studies and stop being a nerd for one minute. Enjoy your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;。* 。° 。 ° ˛&lt;br /&gt;˚˛ * _Π_____*。*˚ ˚ ˛ ˚ ˛ •˛&lt;br /&gt;•˚ */______/~＼。˚ ˚ ˛ ˚ ˛ •˛&lt;br /&gt;• ˚ ｜ 田田 ｜門｜ ˚ ˛ ˚ ˛&lt;br /&gt;……~٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶٩( -̮̮̃-̃)۶٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶٩(●̮̮̃●̃)۶٩(•̮̮̃ •̃)۶&lt;br /&gt;...............……......…………………………мɛяяʏ cняιƨтмαƨ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-5470000082530428824?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/5470000082530428824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/friendster-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5470000082530428824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5470000082530428824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/friendster-fever.html' title='fRiEnDsTeR fEvEr'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TRSz8-YftAI/AAAAAAAABqU/6mERzO68CsQ/s72-c/37199768213016l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-471673009398854249</id><published>2010-12-23T15:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T16:36:06.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chick Lits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why I Like Chick Lits :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1) It's a fun, quick and easy read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I can rest my brain and relax my mind when I'm reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3) I can always imagine myself as the lucky female role.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4) Awh, it's so sweet and romantic! I guess I'm falling in love, once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5) Thinking is not required.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6) It's every girl's dream to meet the type of guy mentioned in the book --- someone who is awesome, brilliant, hot-looking, and have a great sense of humour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;7) It's good to fantasise about something wonderful once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;8) The satisfaction gained after reading it is indescribable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;9) A productive way to spend my free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;10) Everyone loves happy endings.&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why I Don't Really Like Chick Lits That Much Anymore :-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1) It's somehow superficial and shallow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2) Women who fall for it are mostly gullible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3) I can hardly find any element of twist or surprise in it; it's all about the typical relationship most men and women would look forward to getting themselves involved in, which is love, love, and...... love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4) A dream that will never come true in the next million years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5) The plots are constantly being recycled and reused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6) The writers are slowly running out of ideas and inspiration, making the storyline extremely predictable and repetitive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;7) Fantasy can never be turned into reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8) When was the last time I read a worth-sharing chick lit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;9) God is fair; in a real world, a man is either rich but ugly, or ugly but rich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;10) I'm kind of bored with these living-happily-ever-after fairy tales already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-471673009398854249?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/471673009398854249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/chick-lits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/471673009398854249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/471673009398854249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/chick-lits.html' title='Chick Lits'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-6269927001461339548</id><published>2010-12-21T22:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T23:15:00.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just.Be.Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we can't even embrace who we really are, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what do we expect the others to see in us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TRDDo1oBjQI/AAAAAAAABqM/oQznLAaEQQ8/s400/rose.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 247px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553153446904958210" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't change just to impress the others; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you'll slowly lose your natural charm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't fake a smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't pretend you are happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't secretly cry at the corner while &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;putting up a strong face in front of others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just be yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-6269927001461339548?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/6269927001461339548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/justbeyourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6269927001461339548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6269927001461339548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/justbeyourself.html' title='Just.Be.Yourself'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TRDDo1oBjQI/AAAAAAAABqM/oQznLAaEQQ8/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-2032665949146184417</id><published>2010-12-18T11:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T11:44:12.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To-do List @ 18th December 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1. Attempt 5 questions on 'Breakeven'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2. Attempt 5 questions on 'Standard Costing'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3. Watch '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bones&lt;/span&gt;' and '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Exercise (minimum 15 minutes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5. Constantly check my mailbox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;6. Stay away from Facebook for at least 5 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;7. Promote Kiki's new blog --&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gogetmemystarbucks.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://gogetmemystarbucks.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;8. Read Barney Stinson's blog. --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/how_i_met_your_mother/community/barney_blog/index.php/"&gt;http://www.cbs.com/primetime/how_i_met_your_mother/community/barney_blog/index.php/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;9. Drink plenty of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;10. Enjoy my weekend to the fullest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-2032665949146184417?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/2032665949146184417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-do-list-18th-december-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2032665949146184417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2032665949146184417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-do-list-18th-december-2010.html' title='To-do List @ 18th December 2010'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-3379613714747926788</id><published>2010-12-17T19:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T11:11:29.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's a very random gathering organised by Amanda last week. Fetched Janice and Jasmine all the way from KL to her place. It was an adventurous journey because honestly, I've never driven for such a long distance before!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I didn't get lost in the middle of the highways. Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, how could I ever get lost since :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Amanda drew me an awesome map.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I had two pretty girls as my guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I've lived in KL for, like, 19 years (and I'm still stuck in this piece of polluted yet lovely land)? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so yeah, thankfully we reached Amanda's super-big-and-nice-and-castle-like (I'm not joking!) house safely. Her mom was kind enough to bring us to Klang later on to have &lt;i&gt;Bak Kut Teh&lt;/i&gt; for lunch. Thank you, auntie! The food was quite good although I'm not really a pork lover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What we did after lunch was the highlight of this post. I can't believe that I've actually baked my very first cupcakes with fellow ladies! Mission accomplished!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQr9CZdyXfI/AAAAAAAABp8/f6Bi1K8M4yg/s1600/08122010278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQr9CZdyXfI/AAAAAAAABp8/f6Bi1K8M4yg/s400/08122010278.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551527708324945394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was exactly how we began. The starting point was usually the tough and challenging one. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQr9CC0Hd5I/AAAAAAAABp0/4opwSTVU1KE/s1600/08122010295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQr9CC0Hd5I/AAAAAAAABp0/4opwSTVU1KE/s400/08122010295.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551527702244587410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't the slightest clue what do you call those chocolate layers on top of the cupcakes. They somehow reminded me of McD's ice-creams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQr9BrMJAhI/AAAAAAAABpk/PimYjCBWH88/s400/08122010297.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551527695902900754" /&gt;And this was the yummy final product. Awesome right? The first row was Janice's, followed by Amanda's and Jasmine's. Last but not least, mine. I can see your saliva is dripping out of your mouth already...... *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQr9B7d6uvI/AAAAAAAABps/pH_uu9-zL_k/s400/08122010300.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 344px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551527700272429810" /&gt;I've just proved to the entire world that apart from being nerdy and doing well in studies, I, too, can bake! Now this is my favourite, since :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) My name, LMX, was on top of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I designed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) It tasted as fabulous as it looked (well, actually it's a bit dry, but it still tasted great). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a really productive and exciting day; every second was truly well spent. Having done something which I thought I'd never be doing in my life did provide me a great sense of satisfaction and achievement. Not to mention that we had a fun ride and a silly bike attack (you won't know what does it mean until you experience it) after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming up next : Cookies baking session! I'm definitely looking forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's all for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of revision ahead. Off to study I suppose? Nah, don't think I even have a choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, bye. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-3379613714747926788?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/3379613714747926788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3379613714747926788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3379613714747926788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes!'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQr9CZdyXfI/AAAAAAAABp8/f6Bi1K8M4yg/s72-c/08122010278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4362975411716183674</id><published>2010-12-15T11:59:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:37:03.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As easy as pie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You must be kidding me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It turns out that forcing yourself to do revision while you are totally not in the mood of doing so is an absolute torture; your mind just refuses to cooperate with your brain. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December's supposed to be a happy month for me to relax, have fun, and enjoy my life to the fullest. Instead, I'm stuck here, studying 24/7 like a lifeless nerd for the sake of getting myself prepared for the upcoming Edexcel examinations in January, which I cannot afford to screw up unless I'm brainless enough to want to blow my chances of pursuing a degree overseas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading is one thing; understanding the text and digesting the words are another story. Where are all my sources of strength, inspiration and motivation when I need them so badly? I don't want to sound like a loser who quits half-way, but for one second, I'm lost. Completely lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you, as fas as the fact that I'm a competitive student is concerned, I really don't have the initiative to sit down, open up a textbook and start revising. I have done nothing other than watching TV programmes, surfing the net, eating junk food and reading random novels over the past few weeks. It sounds like a productive holiday; indeed, every second was well spent. Nonetheless, it's certainly not a productive study break, having studied for, like, less than 2 hours a day?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did try to go to the library to study since home's too tempting and comfortable, and I did try to constantly remind myself of the fact that I must put studies as my top priority, having been slacking off for many weeks. Nevertheless, I just failed miserably; the plan to study was a failure from the beginning. My physical body was in the library, but my mind simply wasn't. I don't want to pretend to be hardworking, but half of the time, I just couldn't stay focused and every single noise or distraction could easily draw my attention away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds like I'm going to be in a big deep trouble very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I was already in one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you lack confidence, you get panicked and become insecure. All the non-existent negative thoughts intensify your fear and doubt without you even noticing. You keep thinking that everything will end horribly and struggle to overcome the pressures or challenges facing you. You forget how to stay cool, keep yourself calm and not let the pre-examination nerves get the better of you. And you are afraid of failures, and of being judged by your results. You..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and guess what? I'm suffering from a writer's block at the moment, which is pretty common recently. Just can't seem to think of what to write next.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I always did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps it's a good idea to leave this post open-ended. I shall not be shot to death because of this cliff-hanger ending. I don't deserve it. Things will get better soon; I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, it's time to bury my head in the books and be a temporary bookworm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Passing with flying colours is not a mission impossible, but it's certainly not a piece of cake. Well, at least I still have some time to fix things up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note to self : STOP BLOGGING, GO STUDY!&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/8340867436915440200-4362975411716183674?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4362975411716183674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-easy-as-pie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4362975411716183674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4362975411716183674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-easy-as-pie.html' title='As easy as pie?'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-7627489003594125573</id><published>2010-12-13T21:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:13:53.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile of Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"Many thanks for your e-mail and your interest in studying at the University of XXX. We do ask for English at A-Level, however this requirement can sometimes be relaxed for international students. We can accept another essay-based subject in lieu of English. Please let me know which subjects you are taking and I will be able to advise you on this.  Maths is not required at A-level, but you do need to have GCSE grade B.  I hope this information is helpful. If you have any further questions, please do not hesitate to ask."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"Our entry requirement for overseas or international students is grades BBB from A2 level examinations. I do hope this helps. Cheers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;There's still hope, after all. And I'm glad about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Apparently, I'm not done with my university application yet. There's still a very long way to go; God knows how long does it take. Nonetheless, I know I'll be just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Failing to enter one of these top UK universities is not the end of the world or of my wonderful life journey; I have been constantly reminding myself about it, just so that I won't have a sudden nervous breakdown or mental collapse. I mean, I still have to carry on with my life no matter what, and perhaps look for some other possible alternatives, instead of waiting foolishly for the sky to pour with money rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;All in all, I just want to try my luck, show my potential, and prove to the world that I too, just like every one else out there, can accomplish and succeed. That's all I'm asking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Don't stop believing. You never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So I guess I'll just have to relax, stay optimistic, be true to myself, and live like there's no tomorrow. Life is too short to let the negative energy and the complication of my emotions get the better of me. Smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And never forget to keep your fingers crossed for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;p/s : I realise that writing (or perhaps in this case, typing) does calm one's temper down to a certain extent. I'm feeling much better now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-7627489003594125573?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/7627489003594125573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/smile-of-hope_13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7627489003594125573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7627489003594125573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/smile-of-hope_13.html' title='Smile of Hope'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-5169232535403901242</id><published>2010-12-12T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:55:45.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Can You Hate Football?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just watched the match between Bolton Wanderas and Blackburn Rovers. It was really exciting to watch, especially the second half. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For one minute you were confidently enjoying the lead, the next minute you conceded a goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For one minute you were busy celebrating the equaliser, the next minute the other team crushed your spirit by scoring the winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The ball is round; anything could happen within those ninety plus minutes on the pitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That's the beauty of football. And I like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tottenham -vs- Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; is up next. Can't wait to know what's the final outcome would be like. That's only if I didn't fall asleep half-way. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;p/s : Lee Chong Wei was just crowned the Hong Kong Super Series Open 2010's men singles champion. Good job on defeating Taufik and defending your title, Datuk Lee (though the second set of the match was a bit boring)!! =)&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/8340867436915440200-5169232535403901242?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/5169232535403901242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-can-you-hate-football.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5169232535403901242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5169232535403901242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-can-you-hate-football.html' title='How Can You Hate Football?'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8688521612011067821</id><published>2010-12-10T15:42:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:46:22.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Gone]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll be gone before I get the chance to say this&lt;br /&gt;You'll be gone before I say it's you who I miss&lt;br /&gt;You'll be gone before I get the chance though I know it's time to let go&lt;br /&gt;To let go &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I was kind of shocked when I received Serene's phone call at late night as we hardly talked on the phone. She told me she was participating in a music video competition organised by the college's Sessions Club and asked me to become the actress of her music video. I was immediately stunned into silence and got speechless because first and foremost, I CAN'T ACT.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate to admit it, I really can't...... act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It is universally agreed that I have no acting potential at all. The last time I performed in front of hundreds of people was at the Orientation Ball Night, where I played the slightly dumb but extremely narcissistic Red Riding Hood. It's something like a parody skit but our version was way better than the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Scary Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'s series.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to my story. I was nervous and panicked on the stage and this has substantially shaken my confidence. So it wasn't surprising that my performance seemed terribly stiff and unnatural. Luckily the last dancing part saved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQHaySf4HuI/AAAAAAAABpc/jEUGVeI-Q8E/s1600/24185_1275407998340_1024159218_705467_1337663_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQHaySf4HuI/AAAAAAAABpc/jEUGVeI-Q8E/s400/24185_1275407998340_1024159218_705467_1337663_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548956773391015650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The most epic moment ever. I was the one posing like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ultraman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and squatting in the left front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Secondly, I DON'T HAVE THE TYPICAL ACTRESS LOOK. Don't believe? Just scroll down and check it out yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQHayaMuD6I/AAAAAAAABpU/uOnQZyEylRs/s1600/30680_1335445539241_1024159218_821593_5433773_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQHayaMuD6I/AAAAAAAABpU/uOnQZyEylRs/s400/30680_1335445539241_1024159218_821593_5433773_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548956775458148258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah-ah. Was caught falling asleep while revising Accounting in the library. That's a serious criminal offence and a bad example to those excellent top student wannabes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, the ugliest has yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apparently, I'm SAVING THE BEST FOR LAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQHayDWCj-I/AAAAAAAABpM/DDnsMgfTxy8/s1600/156395_1576275479839_1024159218_1324972_2625122_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQHayDWCj-I/AAAAAAAABpM/DDnsMgfTxy8/s400/156395_1576275479839_1024159218_1324972_2625122_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548956769323225058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rah! I was eating like a giant starving monster. And look at the set of braces attached to my teeth! UGLY. UGLY. UGLY. Now that explains everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I was picked still remains an unsolved puzzle to me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, take a look at the music video. Hope all of you would enjoy watching it because the whole process of composing, shooting and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;editting&lt;/span&gt; was really tiring and I know Serene and Vicki have put in a lot of efforts in order to make it a success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/96uKUVCdoGw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/96uKUVCdoGw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;According to Serene, it basically depicts a very close friendship between a girl and a guy. I'm quite into the concept, to be honest. The music video was certainly not perfect in terms of synchronisation and technicality, but I'm sure they have tried their best. To me, it was a masterpiece because judging by my ability and creativity alone, I know I can never produce the same thing like they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I definitely had a lot of fun while shooting it despite the fact that I was never good at acting; not to mention that my facial expression and emotion were awfully fake. Pretending to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; was simply not as easy as I thought it would be. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albeit the storyline was a bit ambiguous and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-like, the black-and-white effect was totally brilliant. On top of that, Isaac was a really sweet and funny guy to work with, you just won't get bored when he's next to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I surveyed some of my college mates and most of them said the library scene where Isaac and I staring at each other was their favourite scene. I have absolutely no idea why because I always burst into laughter and get goosebumps all over my body every time I see that part. For your information, my favourite scene is actually the part where the Monorail passed by in front of the both of us; I just find it beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have also copied the lyrics from Serene's blog. Nice and well-written lyrics by the way. And it's ORIGINAL. Well done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't believe how I just let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I didn't know till it started to grow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These feelings left inside are hurting so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I always showed that you weren't even close&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I realised what you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* You'll be gone before I get the chance to say this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll be gone long before I say it's you who I miss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be gone before I get the chance though I know it's time to let go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go *&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Friday when you came to me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a dream that I couldn't see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I think about the days where you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would comfort me and let me be&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I realised what you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* You'll be gone before I get the chance to say this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You'll be gone long before I say it's you who I miss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be gone before I get the chance though I know it's time to let go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go *&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no point dancing my fingers on ivory anymore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are the life of my melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So now the time has come for you to leave; before you go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just one thing you need to know&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* You were gone before I had the chance to say this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You were gone long before I said it's you who I miss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were gone before I had the chance and I know it's time to let go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And guess what? 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I'm so proud of the both of you. Once again, thank you very much. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Isaac for being THE MOST HANDSOME MUSIC VIDEO PARTNER EVER. You just don't realise how great you are. And I mean it. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kenneth for lending us your friend's super good-quality video camera. Our team certainly owes you a big one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Amanda and Marian for helping us do the recording and editting. Your help is well appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Evelyn and Jamie for lending me your gorgeous green dress and your pair of lovely blue sandals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Roshan for fetching us to the riverside near our college which eventually gave us some ideas where to shoot the music video and lead us to discover the beauty of Klang River.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks Jasmine, Praise, Eng Hoe, Ms Librarian and others who agreed to be the so-called minor actors. Your presence made the music video even more awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks to some of the 0907 members who came that day to give us moral supports and vote for us. Without you, we couldn't even grab the second spot. That's the 0907 spirit! Keep it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, thanks to everyone who loved the music video. Have a nice day. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-8688521612011067821?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8688521612011067821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/gone_3625.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8688521612011067821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8688521612011067821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/gone_3625.html' title='[Gone]'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TQHaySf4HuI/AAAAAAAABpc/jEUGVeI-Q8E/s72-c/24185_1275407998340_1024159218_705467_1337663_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4234800511110523316</id><published>2010-12-09T00:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T10:27:50.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REJECTED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Many thanks for your email enquiry.  Mathematics 'A' grade at A level (or equivalent) is an essential requirement to study any of the programmes we offer within the School of Economics, Finance &amp;amp; Management.  I am sorry to inform you that we would be unable to consider an application without this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;qualification.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was sad to receive this kind of e-mail reply, having waited for, like, almost a week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Apparently, my application was rejected by a top UK university recently due to the fact that I'm not taking Mathematics as one of my A-Level subjects. I'm not sure whether to blame myself for not doing enough research before deciding on picking which subject, or find the rejection to be amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's partially my fault too but what is done can't be undone; it's too late to regret anyway, isn't it? I guess all I can do right now is pray for a miracle and hope that one of the universities I have applied to study at would accept me and offer me their course. *fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;p/s : Being rejected was so uncool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-4234800511110523316?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4234800511110523316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/rejected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4234800511110523316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4234800511110523316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/rejected.html' title='REJECTED!'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-6162780211274344045</id><published>2010-11-30T14:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T20:09:04.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Eleventh Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Note : Drafted and posted at 08th December 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;## 1. Trials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3A1B. Pretty satisfied with the results. Hopefully I can produce the same results again in the upcoming Edexcel examinations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;## 2. IELTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Took IELTS about a week ago and it went terribly bad, particularly my speaking test. I was asked to about 'cultural event', and I was blank. COMPLETELY BLANK. Results will be out soon, all I can do right now is pray for a miracle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;## 3. Parent-lecturer conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dad went to college to meet my lecturers and collect my progress  reports. Something EXTREMELY EMBARRASSING happened when Mrs Dharma showed him my  Law paper because I have scribbled the word 'STUPID' over one certain paragraph of my essay. What a humiliation. Serve me right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Lesson learnt : Never ever see yourself as a reborn artist and try to produce some wonderful piece of artwork on your test paper. NEVER. EVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;## 4. Sungai Congkak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Went to Sungai Congkak with fellow college mates. It was a really awesome trip and a whole new experience for me. Did a lot of crazy stunts over there. I wonder where did I summon up all that courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Will talk more about it in the next post. Stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;##5. Taman Connaught's night market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Another cohort trip organised by my college mates. Don't be too surprised, but yes, this was technically the first time I actually explored a night market. DON'T LAUGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I have no idea why so many people got so excited about the so-called stinky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;taofu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;, because it really stinks! Yuck! And people actually lined-up to buy that food. Can you believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Will talk more about it in the next post. Stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;##6. Sessions Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Serene and Vicki took part in a music video competition organised by the college's Sessions Club and I was asked to be the actress of their music video. The reason of me being picked still remained a puzzle to me, but thanks people for having faith in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Had some fun while shooting the music video, though the whole process was pretty tiring, as I had Isaac, a.k.a. THE MOST HANDSOME GUY IN OUR COHORT (really?) as my partner. Anyway, we won the second prize as announced by the host, which was really cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Will talk more about it in the next post. Stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;##7. Inter-cohort captain ball matches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Didn't participate for more than 20 minutes because the weather was killing me. Was hiding either under Praise's cute little purple umbrella or under the big tall tree the entire afternoon. The another reason was because I knew from day one I was never good at playing captain ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When I was the catcher, I fumbled the ball. When I was the defender, I chased the ball mindlessly and blindly. Well, AT LEAST I admitted the fact that I was bad. So I should be forgiven for not participating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway, Amanda, Marian and I found another way to entertain ourselves. We acted like as if we were the sports commentators and tried to comment in all kinds of languages and accents. Only then I realised that being a sports commentator is not really that easy, especially when it's a live match as every description must be made accurately and precisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;##8. Karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Went to GreenBox to celebrate Sin Xin's and Joon Sung's birthday after sitting for the Malaysian Studies paper. I shall never go to this kind of place anymore as first and foremost, I DON'T SING, because I CAN'T SING, and therefore, I WON'T SING. I hope I made myself clear enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;There is no point going there, sitting quietly at the corner and doing absolutely nothing as it's a total waste of money, time and energy. SAY NO TO KARAOKE would be my new life motto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;##9. Pigs business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;PIGS are PIGS. However hard you try, they can NEVER understand human language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Lesson learnt : Never ever do business with PIGS because they are not responsible and trustworthy. They talk crap most of the time and are best at putting blame on others whenever things go wrong.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;##10. Rapunzel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Rapunzel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; with Amanda, Jasmine, Kenneth and Eng Hoe at MidValley. It was hilarous, entertaining, heart-warming and fantastic. Rapunzel and Eugene Fitzherbert (for the record, I prefer 'Eugene Fitzherbert' over 'Flynn Rider') are indeed a perfect pair. Good job, Disney!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Will talk more about it in the next post. Stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;##11. Photo-shooting session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Took some (or should I say, a lot?) pictures throughout the last week of college. Pictures taken during Accounting class were TRULY AWESOME. Group pictures were great as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Will talk more about it in the next post. Stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;##12. Guangzhou Asiad Games 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Malaysia lost in the finals of both the men singles and men doubles events. Apparently, watching badminton matches can give you a sudden heart attack. Anyway, brilliant performance from all the players despite their defeats. Well, at least Lee Chong Wei and Koo Kien Keat - Tan Boon Heong displayed strong fighting spirits, tried their best and managed to deliver two silver medals in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##13. Another road accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me : Wanna tell you something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mom : What is it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me : Promise me you won't get a heart attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mom : Just say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me : I banged a bus today. I......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mom : Shhh...... Don't talk first. I wanna watch TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me : .......... (-.-")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thankfully, the accident was minor. Just slightly scratched the right light. Shall be more alert next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##14. El Nino is back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Having scored 2 goals against Chelsea in Anfield, I can tell that Torres is back in the game. Excellent goals, superb confidence. Well done, Torres!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&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/8340867436915440200-6162780211274344045?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/6162780211274344045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-day-of-eleventh-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6162780211274344045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6162780211274344045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-day-of-eleventh-month.html' title='The Last Day Of The Eleventh Month'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4853768379798176451</id><published>2010-11-28T22:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:01:01.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Patient......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just a reminder for myself of what I'm going to blog next :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##1. Cohort trip to Sungai Congkak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##2. Cohort trip to Taman Connaught's night market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##3. Inter-cohort captain ball matches (and of course my experience of being a sports commentator).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##4. The latest Disney's film production, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rapunzel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##5. Parent-lecturer Conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##6. Sessions Live music video competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##7. Photo-taking sessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##8. Asian Games 2010 at Guangzhou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##9. Karaoke session at Green Box to celebrate Si Xin's and Joon Sung's birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##10. Some hot guys whom I am going out with recently. Okay, I'm just kidding.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;p/s : Seems like December will be a busy month. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-4853768379798176451?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4853768379798176451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/be-patient.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4853768379798176451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4853768379798176451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/be-patient.html' title='Be Patient......'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-687127045458282351</id><published>2010-11-28T21:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T19:59:00.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Statement?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm still drafting my personal statement. God knows why it's so hard and boring. I seem to have some sort of writing block at the moment; I just fail to write in flow and being creative is certainly not my thing. So far this whole university application thing is just driving me crazy. Not to mention that the Edexcel examination is just around the corner and I'm retaking two papers next January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The whole month of December is supposed to be my study break, and all I need to do during this period of time is study, study, and...... study. Like a deadly robot. Like a lifeless machine. But the funniest part is, I have barely touched my books. In fact, I have not even started doing any revision yet. Social-networking sites, movies, TV dramas, naps and junk food are my best pals during the holidays. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; I have the feeling that I'm going to dig my own grave sooner or later. It's just a matter of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyway, back to the problem facing me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Personal statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;How to produce a perfect piece of personal statement, which sounds convincing and exciting yet does not exaggerate at the same time? How personal should that statement be? I'm seriously having a tough time now, and frankly, I don't have the slightest idea how to start my writing with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Despite spending one whole day surfing the net and reading up some samples, I'm still clueless as to the content of my personal statement because those were not the materials I was looking for. And all this while I have been building castle in the air, hoping that one day I could go to the UK to pursue a degree. Yeah right. How silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Two days were gone, and I'm still here. Drafting. Drafting for the 8975264563716th times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;You can laugh as loud as you like right now. You have got my permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I always advised people to think positive and look at the brighter side because the world has not come to an end yet and there's still hope. I must be dumb enough to make that kind of statement. Apparently, it's all rubbish. Who am I to give people advice when the fact is, I can't even settle my own problem effectively and quickly? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Why can't the British just refer to my forecast grades or A-Levels results? Why can't they assess or evaluate my performance based on my academic progress and co-curricular activities rather than on some obviously self-praising, fake and boastful piece of writing? Why must they make my life 100 times harder and more complicated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;30 minutes have been wasted to create this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-687127045458282351?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/687127045458282351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/personal-statement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/687127045458282351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/687127045458282351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/personal-statement.html' title='Personal Statement?'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8037247156494167568</id><published>2010-11-27T17:22:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T22:47:36.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Will Last Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The third semester was officially over. Yesterday was the last day of college for most of the students from the 0907 batch. Some of the Arts students including me will be staying for another semester since Economics and Law take two years to complete. Another 6 months to go; I'm certainly hoping for the best in the near future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's really amazing to see how our friendships grew so deeply in such a short period of time. I definitely wouldn't have thought that all of us could get along so well and be so close with one and other. So far college life had been wonderfully awesome and exciting to me, and I'm sure the best has yet to come. I'm still waiting......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wasn't that upset or emotional yesterday; crying is not my thing, of course. In fact, I enjoyed my last day of the third semester to the fullest. I was practically laughing-out-loud like a mad woman who just hit the jackpot while watching the latest Disney's film, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rapunzel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; with Amanda, Jasmine, Kenneth and Eng Hoe. It was really good and I'll talk about the movie later, probably in my next post. So please be patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Back to the college thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was hard to believe that I actually used to hate this college very much; I bet most of you felt the same. Having not known any single person in this college, frankly speaking, the first few months was a horrible nightmare for me. It almost felt like a torture, as if I was serving life imprisonment here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There was a huge communication gap as most of us come from different places, speak different languages and have different religious beliefs. But the thing is, we managed to overcome these obstacles and developed a true friendship in the end. In fact, I'm really proud to be part of the 0907 gang. We were united and nothing could ever beat us up or crush our spirit. You guys were cool and had made my life even cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need random dress code to stand out from the other batches. We don't need to build a big fat gang to make us seem more popular than the rest. We don't need to establish ourselves as the best seniors ever in the Universe to gain respect from the juniors. We are already unique, special and different on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I dare to say this one-and-a-half year was truly well spent. I had no regrets knowing and meeting each and every one of you. Thanks for making my college life an unforgettable, memorable and fantastic one. That's for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alright. I guess that's all for now. I wish all of you all the best in your coming Edexcel examinations. I have the feeling that our friendship will last forever, and the bond between us will just grow stronger and stronger. I'll miss you all very much and all the fun we used to have. There's absolutely no doubt for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hopefully, we can still keep in touch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;0907 rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-8037247156494167568?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8037247156494167568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-will-last-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8037247156494167568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8037247156494167568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-will-last-forever.html' title='It Will Last Forever'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-6745213703387436259</id><published>2010-11-20T15:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T16:02:21.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done Means Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm done with IELTS. Two days of torture have finally come to an end. I can smell fresh air......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yesterday's speaking test was killing me. To be frank, I was intimidated by the examiner who looked really cool and serious; her stare could kill me on the spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The worst thing is, I was asked to talk about some random society-related issues, which I was not comfortable or familiar with. In fact, I loathed these topics very much. I mean, who in the world can look straight into her pair of big scary eyes and talk about 'cultural event' for two minutes with superb confidence and perfect grammar? Half of the time I didn't even know what I was trying to say.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I have just finished another three sections today -- Listening, reading and writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My listening test was not that good either as I couldn't hear some of the words clearly. The narrators either spoke too fast or they had a very weird accent. Or maybe, the problems lie within me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There were certain occasions where I failed completely to keep track of what they were saying, and this totally freaked me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, thank goodness I did much better in the reading section, though the questions were pretty tricky and I was yawning throughout the test. Can't blame me entirely though; the room was chilly and perfect for sleep.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The writing test was my one and only consolation, having done so poorly in the first three sections. It's the only section that has made me feel pleased and calmed me down. My command of English might not be perfect, but at least I managed to write two English essays in flow within the time limit given. The rest, I couldn't care less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I really hope that I can make it. Nothing less than band 6.5 please or I will die! And I'm not kidding, okay! I don't want to waste another RM600 and my priceless time just to retake the test. I'm praying for a miracle......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Every cloud has a silver lining? How true is that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-6745213703387436259?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/6745213703387436259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-done-with-ielts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6745213703387436259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6745213703387436259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-done-with-ielts.html' title='Done Means Done'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-6205243635697869334</id><published>2010-11-17T13:40:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:31:29.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Thought Exam is Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Apparently not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have finally got back all my test papers. Well, I'm pretty satisfied with the results, though I know I could do much better than this, especially for my Law paper. But never mind, what is done can't be undone; I shall now aim for the best in the coming Edexcel examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly brighter note, this is the first time I managed to maintain my merit scholarship in college. And it's definitely a great encouragement and motivation for me to work even harder. Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* * * * * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today's a public holiday, but it's unlikely that I would be enjoying it since I'll be sitting for the Malaysian Studies paper tomorrow. And honestly, I don't have the slightest idea what are the questions going to be like. Hopefully there will be some multiple-choice questions whereby I can try my luck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, as much as I love this country, and as far as my reputation of being a good student is concerned, I don't really look forward to doing exceptionally well and scoring an 'A' in this subject; a mere pass would do me the world of good. I wonder since when I become a person who gets contented with everything so easily? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To make things sound even worse, IELTS will be held on the following day, and I hardly get myself prepared. English is not my mother tongue, and I used to be struggling so hard to master this beautiful language, particularly when I was in primary school. Even now, I can't speak fluently in proper English and need to rephrase my sentence before I say something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;There will be 4 sections in total -- speaking, listening, reading and writing. Everything in English. I need to get at least band 6.5 for each section, and I'm sure that's not going to be easy for me. Of course I do wish it's just a piece of cake, but obviously it's not. When things don't go in your way, you just have to fight for it on your own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I really need to accomplish this in order to fulfill my dream of studying in the UK, albeit I have heard a lot of stories from my lecturers and parents regarding the increased tuition fees over there recently due to a tremendous cut in the government subsidies. I don't care; I'll try to apply for a scholarship or obtain a loan then. This is really a rare and golden opportunity for me to actually discover and explore the other side of the world, and I certainly wouldn't want to miss it just because of my poor command of English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If I want this, I must make sure that I really do my best to achieve it. Nothing should stop or prevent me from stepping one step closer to my dream. Giving lame excuses or raising the white flag up before even trying is only for losers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm dying to savour the taste of success already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian Studies and IELTS, here I come! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-6205243635697869334?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/6205243635697869334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-i-thought-exam-is-over.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6205243635697869334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6205243635697869334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-i-thought-exam-is-over.html' title='And I Thought Exam is Over'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8117940860804716557</id><published>2010-11-07T19:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:21:50.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run for the Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Joined the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Terry Fox Run for Cancer Research 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; held at Titiwangsa, together with Jia Ching, Chuen Hoe and two of his secondary schoolmates. I loved that place at first sight; the air was really fresh and the lake was exceptionally clean and beautiful. The crowd was so much bigger than I have expected, but the run was slightly shorter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Bought two shirts over there, one for myself and one for my aunt. The profits generated from the sales will then be used to fund several research projects on cancer. Hopefully the current technology is advanced enough to come up with a new cancer cure or treatment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Overall, the event was a huge success. Most of the people went in a big group; some with families, some with friends and some with work colleagues. The only thing is, I can't understand why some girls over there saw the need of applying overly thick make-up on their face since it's a charity run instead of a beauty contest. Not to mention that the sweats would ultimately ruin the make-up. I guess it would take me forever to actually solve this puzzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;On a completely unrelated note, judging upon her efficiency, I'm sure Ms Lee has finished marking our  Business Studies papers, both Unit 3 and Unit 4, and will be returning  them to us tomorrow morning. For the first time, I'm not afraid of  getting a 'C' or even a 'D'. So just bring it on, Ms Lee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Alright. That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Till the next post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-8117940860804716557?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8117940860804716557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/run-for-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8117940860804716557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8117940860804716557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/11/run-for-future.html' title='Run for the Future'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-1671541667164542696</id><published>2010-10-31T23:59:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T22:03:53.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Tenth Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Semester test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Not going to say how well I performed or how badly I did. But for once, I didn't feel stressed or defeated at all during the exams. I was in a totally relaxed mood throughout the whole week, which was really amazing.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it mean that I'm slowly losing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiasu&lt;/span&gt;-ness in me? Or does it imply that I've learnt to see and take things more positively?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't know. It could cut both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Football craze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have no idea whether I got this virus from my dad or Serene (both of them are great fans of Liverpool), but I'm now practically watching football matches every weekend! Seriously. Even during exams period, I just couldn't take my eyes off the television. I need to get myself a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's like some sort of addiction. Maybe I do need to start exercising some self-control. Otherwise, my lovely weekends would just be wasted like that. For what? For football!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, one good thing is, Liverpool has moved away from the relegation zone. Yes! I mean, finally! From the beginning, I'm kind of sure that we are out of the title race already, but hopefully we can do better than last season and improve our position on the league table. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also rumours saying that both Torres and Reina are planning to leave the club together in the next transfer season. What say you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. The world is small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just discovered that my primary schoolmate, Wen Qi and secondary schoolmate, Ling Li are both currently studying Law in Bricksfield Asia College, which is located less than 150 metres away from my college. Would definitely go out for lunch with them some day. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Facebook. Thank you Twitter. You all have made my day. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;That's why, being an active Internet user is not necessarily a bad thing. I'm the best example. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. Money never sleeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Watched '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wall Street : Money Never Sleeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' with Evelyn, Si Xin and Vicki at Pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally understood why most of the Science students couldn't take it and find it extremely boring. Indeed, if you have no foundation on Business Studies or Economics at all, you will not be able to figure out what the characters are saying or doing half of the time. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of business and economic jargon terms are used in the film, like 'bubbles', 'bear market' and so on. So if you don't even know how does a share market function or what has caused the sub-prime crisis in the U.S., don't bother to watch the movie, because I'm pretty sure you will fall asleep very quickly. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I actually find it quite entertaining, especially when you get to see how smart people like Michael Douglas get to manipulate, con or fool naive (or should I say, dumb?) people like Shia LaBeouf around. Sorry, I'm not a fan of that young cute guy. Don't hate me, girls. Anyway, to me, it's a really worth-watching show overall. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, smuggling KFC into the cinema without the attendant even noticing was awesome! We did it, girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating : 7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. Badminton and cycling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Have been playing sports quite actively and frequently over the past few weeks, which was a really good thing. Who says people living in cities are fat, lazy and unhealthy? I'm now here to prove you wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. Willy Wonka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Joined college's one-hour trip to Beryl's chocolate factory which is located in Seri Kembangan. The whole journey was utterly boring. The host was ridiculously rude and unprofessional. The workers were lazy and demotivated. Everything seemed so wrong in that small factory, and people over there didn't seem to be pleased with our presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, the only benefit we had was to get the chance to buy the chocolates at a lower price. Wasted the whole day just to get some cheap discounts. Oh dear. That's pathetic. Not to mention that I didn't even meet Willy Wonka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. Spam flood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With great pictures come great numbers of notifications on Facebook. I rock. Fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. Talentime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Talentime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;', a local film production directed by the late Yasmin Ahmad during the last lesson of Malaysian Studies. I salute you, Yasmin Ahmad. You have made me cry. Literally, and effortlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The storyline is quite simple and straightforward, but I enjoyed it. Nothing is impossible when it comes to love. And I swear I have never seen Su Kheng being so sentimental and emotional before, until that day. That just goes to show how marvelous and incredible was Yasmin's piece of work. It's plain sad that not many people appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I think the film truly illustrates the spirit of 1Malaysia. Unlike some rubbish speeches made by our local politicians. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It reminds me that I actually do love my own country very much, and that I'm proud to call myself a Malaysian. Take that, fellow idiots in this country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. Save our river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Government should seriously do something with the smelly, stinky and shitty Klang River. But then, I assume they will be more busy stuffing money into their own pockets than taking care of their citizens, considering the fact that the rate of corruption is getting worse in this bribed nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10. Boys like girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sometimes, guys just don't understand girls. Well, to be exact, most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Guys think that they know exactly what is going on in girls' head; what they don't seem to know is that they have overestimated themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="UIStory_Message" &gt; As if they know what in the world are menstrual cramps,  pregnancies, and the feeling of being bullied or taken advantage of by other  guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys simply make assumptions&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; and jump into conclusions without realising that some guys are just not worth helping or defending for. Oh well. Guys. Typical. Like I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;11. Talent leakage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="UIStory_Message" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Malaysian Chinese has recently been named as the top Law student in  Cambridge. However, prior to this, he was given an ASEAN scholarship by Singapore's Ministry of  Education. So after graduation, he will be serving in nowhere but Singapore. Well done, Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wonder who's next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;12. Students' paradise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Taylor's College near Sunway after having my Business Studies Unit 4 paper, together with Amanda, Evelyn (we forced her to go), Eng Hoe, Leon and Kenneth. And guess what? Amanda and I were the drivers! Useless college guys. Boo!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a festival going on over there. The campus is really gorgeous and the facilities are nothing but great. Apart from Starbucks and Baskin Robins, there are also Subway, OldTown and Famous Amos in the campus! The students are very wealthy and classy too; some of them actually drive sport cars to college! This is madness. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, the games, performances and food were a bit overrated. Too bad. Anyway, it's a really good outing and I'm certainly looking forward to more of it soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-1671541667164542696?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/1671541667164542696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-day-of-tenth-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/1671541667164542696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/1671541667164542696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-day-of-tenth-month.html' title='The Last Day Of The Tenth Month'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-3107735284141046858</id><published>2010-10-29T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T18:02:40.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Many Idiots In This World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;More and more idiots are spamming my chat box recently. And it really drives me up the wall and pisses me off. Wonder if those links they posted were some kind of viruses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Anyway, I'll always ignore all those stupid comments as usual. Not really a big deal actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;What I'm more concerned is, should I delete that chat box? It's a space I provide for my blog readers to post their genuine remarks. So fellow idiots, stop typing nonsense and making a fool of yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;If things get worse, I have no choice but to remove that chat box permanently. And I'm not kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Well, sometimes, you just can't understand idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Note to idiots : GET A LIFE.&lt;/span&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/8340867436915440200-3107735284141046858?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/3107735284141046858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-many-idiots-in-this-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3107735284141046858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3107735284141046858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-many-idiots-in-this-world.html' title='Too Many Idiots In This World'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-5621666919416457005</id><published>2010-10-20T21:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:14:42.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20.10.2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It's a beautiful date. Yet a controversial day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I don't want to act or sound noble but the point is, I prefer to remain neutral on this issue. I neither support it, nor am I against it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm not going to launch into a detailed description of it or make a big fuss about  it, but as far as this issue is concerned, I admit I used to despise it and think that it had made the world less perfect. Nonetheless, the more I get to know about it, I realise that sometimes it is something inevitable that just happens naturally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In this case, I choose to believe in science, albeit I loathe this subject very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If normal people like us find it difficult to embrace or deal with it, what about the minority who actually experiences it? I guess all this while we have been ignoring them and neglecting their feelings conveniently and selfishly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lesson learnt : Everyone tends to have their own opinion, but sometimes, it's better to keep it to themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-5621666919416457005?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/5621666919416457005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/20102010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5621666919416457005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5621666919416457005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/20102010.html' title='20.10.2010'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4995256787871813346</id><published>2010-10-15T12:07:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:45:24.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just Too Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sometimes, however hard you try, things just don't go in your way. And you can't do anything about it but follow the flow and let fate decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It has never been easy to come to terms with such shocking news. Frustration and devastation took over; heart shattered into a million pieces in a split second. The pain was so real, yet unbearable at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It hurts, it really does. Nonetheless, no one can reverse things that have happened, can I? The one and only solution is get over it and move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Time is great healer? How sure are you about that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I just couldn't stand the test of time and take this anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told more than a hundred times before that what's done can't be undone. Perhaps, it's really too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's just too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, one more week to go before exams. To be exact, I have nine more days to get myself prepared. Prepared to deal with failures in a more optimistic and mature way. Prepared for the worst outcome that could ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God. Why am I spreading this annoying negative energy all over my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down, Mei Xian. Take a deep breath and think positive. The world has not come to an end yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;All I know is, I can't let such a silly matter jeopardise my studies and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;distract me  from revision &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;at such a crucial moment. Time waits for no one; it's time to get down to business, I'm afraid, though taking out a textbook and pretending to digest the words is the last thing I would want to do on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Can you do me a small favour? Keep your fingers crossed for me and wish me luck for the coming exams. It will definitely do me good and cheer up my miserable day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a limit to being emo.&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/8340867436915440200-4995256787871813346?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4995256787871813346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-just-too-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4995256787871813346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4995256787871813346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-just-too-late.html' title='It&apos;s Just Too Late'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-5791740661096894649</id><published>2010-10-10T13:45:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:32:49.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.10.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's Sunday. A wonderful day to stay at home and give myself a break. Unfortunately, the assignments given are accumulating and killing me, particularly Business Studies. Need to do some research on India's growing economy then attempt a past year paper. Everything must be completed by tonight or I will die. So, wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Having said that, in the meantime, I feel like doing some exercises. Today's weather is perfectly ideal for outdoor sports. I'm sure cycling and playing badminton with my siblings later will do me the world of good, as I have hardly spent any quality time with my family ever since I entered college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On a side note, I'm still reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Fowlers of Sweet Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; which Evelyn has lent me few weeks back. I have only read half of it; 20 more chapters to go. At the rate I'm going, I'm not keen on the idea of finishing it before the coming semester test. Mind you, the number of books I have read this year thus far is only 4, which is a rather sad figure. Don't laugh, I know you have read nothing at all this year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Other than that, the committee members of Business Club will step down very soon, within this  two weeks' time I assume. Which means, I will have a lot of paperwork, reports and interviews to be done. Nonetheless, I'm glad that as soon as the handover ceremony is over, I'll finally be relieved of all the  responsibilities I used to have as a secretary. You just can't imagine how  tiring or stressful it is to become a secretary of two different clubs at the same  time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to even mention that the semester test is really getting on my nerves. If you think hitting the nail on the head is as easy as farting out loud, you must be joking.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;See? There are so many things to do yet I have so little time. I guess everyone is right --- I have a really bad time management. I'm terrible at dividing my time between studies, relationships and leisure, and this just goes to show how unorganised my life is, most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, let's not get depressed on such a lovely weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy 10.10.10 people! Promise me you will cherish this moment and enjoy your day. Say NO to  homework!! Yay!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;p/s : Having some potato chips while typing this. Mmm...... YUM YUM! Junk food is always awesome and irresistible! Till then, people. Bye! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-5791740661096894649?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/5791740661096894649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/101010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5791740661096894649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5791740661096894649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/101010.html' title='10.10.10'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4637344804296804607</id><published>2010-10-06T17:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T17:39:21.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Own Sweet Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;20 more days to go before the  semester test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Am  supposed to take a quick shower and then do some revision to keep my  memory fresh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But  what am I doing here right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Slacking off and procrastinating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fantastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKxCkhR-vRI/AAAAAAAABoI/7XbK_6W88JM/s1600/procrastination1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKxCkhR-vRI/AAAAAAAABoI/7XbK_6W88JM/s400/procrastination1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524864038053264658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt, I'm certainly  gonna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm already anticipating the worst;  that just goes to show how bad is my study progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKxCkQKWezI/AAAAAAAABoA/W4MY-qWFu0U/s1600/procrastination_poster-p228680467591075980t5wm_4002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKxCkQKWezI/AAAAAAAABoA/W4MY-qWFu0U/s400/procrastination_poster-p228680467591075980t5wm_4002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524864033457863474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&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/8340867436915440200-4637344804296804607?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4637344804296804607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/taking-own-sweet-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4637344804296804607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4637344804296804607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/taking-own-sweet-time.html' title='Taking Own Sweet Time'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKxCkhR-vRI/AAAAAAAABoI/7XbK_6W88JM/s72-c/procrastination1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8266081961016283977</id><published>2010-10-03T14:48:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T17:13:39.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake-Up Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The college's semester test is just around the corner, but I don't seem to give a damn about it. Wow. Something is REALLY not right there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;As much as I hate people putting pressures on me, I can't deny the fact that sometimes it is these pressures that push me to work hard and achieve success. How IRONIC it is.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;All this while I have been really lucky to have been endowed with a good memory, helping me remember my notes better and giving me an advantage over other students. Being grateful is one thing; I know I should never take luck for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;In fact, intelligence is not a privilege; it's a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being a nerdy textbook person or constantly boasting about my academic performance, I should have made good use of my knowledge, perhaps applying it in real life. That's what every single wise person on Earth would do.    Which I wasn't. At least not at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sometimes, I wish life could have been easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It feels so good to dream that I just don't wish to wake up, open wide my eyes, and face another challenging day. Dreams are always nice and romantic; somewhere perfectly ideal to stay for ever. Nonetheless, very often, it's the harshness and brutality of reality that make me a better and stronger person overall. Again, how IRONIC it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;In the process of accomplishing my goals, I know I might fall down on my knees and get hurt, but deep down in my heart, I honestly believe that the pain and struggles would all be gone soon. Those remaining bruises and wounds are merely the signs of me becoming mature and growing up. I'm sure the taste of success will ultimately outweigh all the obstacles that I have gone through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is, it takes time. And it never happens overnight out of nowhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I have at least 3 more weeks to prepare for the upcoming semester test and make a difference. And this may be the one last chance to redeem myself.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Maybe it's time to change my learning method and start getting serious about studies, if I were to enter one of the top universities in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has something to do with my future; one wrong move can kill me off instantly and it's game over. Plus, time isn't waiting for me, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough of nonsense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to face books, I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to settle down with average grades. I want to score straight A's, pass with flying colours and maintain my scholarship. I think I have made myself clear enough; my intention apparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8340867436915440200-8266081961016283977?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8266081961016283977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/wake-up-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8266081961016283977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8266081961016283977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake-Up Call'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4589019312640556267</id><published>2010-09-30T10:08:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T17:07:36.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Ninth Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Cohort T-Shirt Sales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Business Club has recently launched a sales project, namely the Cohort T-Shirt Sales in college. The response we received was okay, because at least the orders we got were more than enough for us to break-even. Hopefully, we could get a higher rate of dividend payment before handing over the club to another batches of juniors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Human Centipede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The plot summary of this disgusting movie somehow happened to appear on the newspaper and I somehow happened to read it in a sweet and lovely Sunday morning, and it ruined my day completely. If you are a fan of gross horror films, I'm sure you would love it. Otherwise, just stay away from it. I have absolutely no idea why some people would enjoy the feeling of being repulsed so much, especially guys from my cohort. Not my business anyway. Who cares? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Losing Enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I never like being labelled as a top student or being expected to score well in every single paper that I sit for. The pressure on my shoulders is sometimes so immense that I have slowly lost my passion in studying. No kidding. The problem with me is that I'm inconsistent; I can't guarantee that I could produce the same excellent results every time. Maybe all I need is some inspiration and motivation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. National Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm really, really proud of you, Datuk Lee Chong Wei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You are  definitely the best badminton shuttler in Malaysia's history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You have finally beaten Lin Dan in the Japan Open 2010 in 3 sets and impressed every one of us with your solid defence and powerful smashes. Both players have showed more maturity and confidence on court, and it was a thrilling and entertaining match to watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. North West Derby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Liverpool lost to Manchester United 2-3 in the previous away match. I was stunned into silence. Gerrard did a really great job to make it 2-2, but Berbatov was too hot to handle. He returned in fiery form and even scored a hat-trick, so it wasn't surprising at all that we failed to turn the tables around on Manchester United. Anyway, I honestly believe that form is temporary, class is permanent; it's just a matter of time. So people, give Roy Hodgson and Fernando Torres a chance; I'm sure they could make a difference very soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. Qualifying Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To my delight and astonishment, I actually did pretty well in the qualifying test, having passed all the subjects that I took. However, with greater results come greater expectations. Give me a break, people. I'm just another normal human being. Studies have become more and more challenging and I'm really tired of pleasing my lecturers for the sake of it already. I seriously need to relax; an awesome vacation or a nice movie will do me the world of good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. Corrupted Nations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;For those who think that bribery is normal and acceptable, shame on you. For those who believe that bribery helps sort things out easier and faster, I despise you. And for those who suggest that bribery makes a better world, well, all I can say is something is really wrong with you. That's all. End of story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. Presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Did a presentation about the Internal Security Act (ISA) during Malaysian Studies class with Praise, Evelyn, Si Xin, Marian and Eng Hoe. Thank goodness Kenneth didn't ask weird and random questions. I was actually quite nervous because it has been a while since I last used a microphone to speak in front of such a big crowd, but I was also glad that I didn't stammer that much. I guess I just need to be more confident, trust myself, brush up my public speaking skill and overcome the stage fright, then everything will be fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt; is back on StarWorld. I'm still in love with this comedy series, despite the fact that some people claim that it has gradually lost its charm and grace, compared to the first season which was a successful hit. Betty is no longer Daniel's assistant while her ex-boyfriend, Matt looks hotter and has become her boss. On the other hand, Marc's and Amanda's presence and sarcasm is always pleasant to watch; I do like the dynamic chemistry between the pair very much, though they are not really a pair of on-screen couple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10. Book Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bought more than 10 books from the recent book fair in KLCC. Half of them are literature books. Chick lits or romantic novels no longer seem that attractive or appealing to me. In fact, these days I'm more into classic books. I know I might sound old, but don't you think these books are more beautifully written? I especially like the wonderful choice of words used by the authors; it simply blows my mind effortlessly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-4589019312640556267?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4589019312640556267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-day-of-ninth-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4589019312640556267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4589019312640556267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-day-of-ninth-month.html' title='The Last Day Of The Ninth Month'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-2624409325301621388</id><published>2010-09-27T20:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T10:24:36.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Make You Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;My recent posts have been either moody, annoying, controversial, or  disgusting. So, to cheer you guys up, I'm gonna show you some decent  pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKCOUS_WOxI/AAAAAAAABnQ/mr87D8ROu_g/s1600/DSC02500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKCOUS_WOxI/AAAAAAAABnQ/mr87D8ROu_g/s400/DSC02500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521569622502292242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First, junk food is awesome! It is agreed universally and you just gotta admit it. YUM YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKCOUTivU5I/AAAAAAAABnY/CciavdPVwNI/s1600/K800_Bild01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKCOUTivU5I/AAAAAAAABnY/CciavdPVwNI/s400/K800_Bild01142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521569622650737554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AHA! That's my nephew, Nicholas, from Germany. Can't believe that he is such a big boy now! But one thing never changes --- His sweet smile always melts my heart. Awh~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKCOUvRBM8I/AAAAAAAABng/zLh7_dYz3_w/s1600/K800_Bild02282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKCOUvRBM8I/AAAAAAAABng/zLh7_dYz3_w/s400/K800_Bild02282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521569630092604354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad says he looks like Cristiano Ronaldo.  But I think he resembles Kaka. What say you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKXEERvxWRI/AAAAAAAABno/QEon7rQCfuo/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKXEERvxWRI/AAAAAAAABno/QEon7rQCfuo/s400/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523036095802071314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have changed my Facebook's profile picture to this photo. I miss my short hair and my smile without braces attaching on my teeth. It just seems natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKCOT16VrGI/AAAAAAAABnI/V5JEjXKAyNo/s1600/P7160394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKCOT16VrGI/AAAAAAAABnI/V5JEjXKAyNo/s400/P7160394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521569614696655970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Last but not least, TADAH! That's my baby, and I have named it DiDi. Cool right? HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Till the next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKXV6YntHAI/AAAAAAAABn4/VbvSay64n7A/s1600/P5200028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKXV6YntHAI/AAAAAAAABn4/VbvSay64n7A/s400/P5200028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523055717057895426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-2624409325301621388?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/2624409325301621388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wanna-make-you-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2624409325301621388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2624409325301621388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wanna-make-you-smile.html' title='I Wanna Make You Smile!'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TKCOUS_WOxI/AAAAAAAABnQ/mr87D8ROu_g/s72-c/DSC02500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4516644172940188306</id><published>2010-09-26T18:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:18:43.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Centipede</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING : VIEWERS' DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If you are a fan of gross horror films, I suggest you to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Human Centipede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TJ8jo3ZMuNI/AAAAAAAABm4/T_2dEAB1qjs/s1600/HumanCentipede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TJ8jo3ZMuNI/AAAAAAAABm4/T_2dEAB1qjs/s400/HumanCentipede.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521170853150898386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The story line is pretty original and creative, but it's also very disgusting to the extent that I felt so uncomfortable and nearly puked when I first read the plot summary. And I'm not kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Imagine your kneecaps being removed, your teeth being extracted, your mouth being attached to a man's anus and you have to eat whatever he shits to survive . You have the picture roughly in your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now, imagine that man suffers from constipation and you have no shit to eat and is dying of blood poisoning (What the hell?!). Okay, I know this sounds a bit wrong but that's basically what the film is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TJ8nqYjoPOI/AAAAAAAABnA/VhKijDXyTM8/s1600/The+Human+Centipede+%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TJ8nqYjoPOI/AAAAAAAABnA/VhKijDXyTM8/s400/The+Human+Centipede+%231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521175277279395042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have no idea what has gotten into the director's mind the moment he decided to shoot this film, nor do I know where the hell did he get his inspiration from. It's so creepy that it just made me sick and gave me goosebumps, despite its growing media attention. And the weirdest thing is, the whole concept is 100% medically accurate, according to a professional surgeon. Won't you believe it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The horror film has been released worldwide and thankfully, it was banned in Malaysia. The Film Censorship Board of Malaysia has finally done something brilliant and creditable. Well done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So are you ready to scream in horror or to be repulsed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TJ8jojMQB3I/AAAAAAAABmw/MTK-b3TnGxE/s1600/human_centipede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TJ8jojMQB3I/AAAAAAAABmw/MTK-b3TnGxE/s400/human_centipede.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521170847727880050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I dare you to download the movie and watch it alone at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before I completely forget, remember to bring a plastic bag with you while watching it. You know, just in case you can't stand it any longer and vomit on the spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have warned you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-4516644172940188306?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4516644172940188306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/human-centipede.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4516644172940188306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4516644172940188306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/human-centipede.html' title='Human Centipede'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TJ8jo3ZMuNI/AAAAAAAABm4/T_2dEAB1qjs/s72-c/HumanCentipede.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8153709504323321225</id><published>2010-09-23T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T23:03:03.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor, please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I can't believe that Malaysian younger generations actually think that bribery is acceptable and normal, as if it has become part of their daily routines or common practices. Oh well. That's really pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You would rather abandon your moral principles and go against your conscience in an effort to achieve your aim? You would rather do something illegal and despicable which you know you are not supposed to do just so that everything could go in your way? HELLO, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is --- Your face didn't even go red when you made such a silly statement. In fact, you seemed to be very proud of what you have said. What a shame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mind me asking how much is your dignity worth? Is it that much amount of money you paid under the table? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : You need a doctor. Urgently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-8153709504323321225?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8153709504323321225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/doctor-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8153709504323321225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8153709504323321225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/doctor-please.html' title='Doctor, please!'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8921906883574556235</id><published>2010-09-17T17:40:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T00:28:47.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeless Generations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I have tried to control my temper but I know if I don't post this out, I'll never be able to release my anger and frustration. I find that words are always the best way to express my real feelings and genuine thoughts. And so here I am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Let's get straight to the main point of this post. The root of the problem is your attitude; I have absolutely nothing against you but your attitude. I am so sick of it that I can barely stand it anymore. It has become a very bad habit of yours; a dangerous disease that can take your life away from you on the spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Frankly, I never like it or feel great whenever someone as dumb as you challenges my patience and insults my intelligence. Using people for all kinds of wrong reason seems to be a pleasure to you, and you seem to be enjoying it very much, without even feeling ashamed or guilty at all. Wow. How did you do that? You have got to teach me. And no, I'm not being sarcastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I always say there is a limit to everything. The moment you crossed the  line, you must have known that you have just got yourself into a big  trouble. The moment you refused to play fair and square, you must have  known that you would pay the price for your disobedience and selfishness at the end of the day. Making me pissed off is definitely not a fun thing you should ever attempt to do, unless you wish to die young.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I have a life. I don't want to be a tool or a chess piece which you can  conveniently use at any point in time in order to achieve your aims. By  the time I hardly have any value anymore, you can then again,  conveniently toss me into the rubbish bin. Excuse me? Can you please  treat me with some respect? I'm not a toy or a puppet; I'm a living  human being who has emotions, feelings, and most importantly, dignity.  I, too, would get mad and furious if things don't go my way; just like everyone else. The fact  that I choose to remain silent doesn't mean that I am good at and will  always be compromising. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Perhaps you have not come to realise  this, despite the fact that I have been constantly warning you about it,  but never mind, I'll just repeat it one more time. For your  information, I hate doing jobs which are totally out of my scope. I hate  people messing up my life and thinking that they have done nothing  wrong. I don't mind doing jobs on your behalf, provided my hard work is  being recognised and there will be a reasonable reward for me. Nonetheless, this doesn't seem to be the case here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You tend to take everything for granted, as if it's part of my duty or  obligation to please you or make sure you are pleased. What a joke. Bear in mind, I  would rather spend my precious time to do some charity work than  entertain you like a clown. Even clowns get their own pay. What did I get in the end? Nothing, unfortunately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Is it really that difficult to accept your own responsibility and follow the rules of the game? Escapism may sound romantic and ideal, sadly though, it never works in reality. I know nobody on Earth is perfect, but I'm not asking you to be flawlessly perfect. What I want to see is that at the very least you are willing to take on your own responsibility and be prepared to face every possible consequences of your own actions, instead of making up dozens of stories to cover your lies, looking for lame excuses to justify your laziness, or putting the blame on others whenever things go wrong. Apparently, I was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Believe it or not, a random sound has just permeated my consciousness recently, telling me that a self-centred person like you doesn't deserve a thoughtful friend like me. Of course I'm not implying that I'm the most wonderful friend you could ever get in the Universe, but at least, I care about friends around me and would treat them as nice as I could, and I would never use them just to reach my goals and dump them when they no longer serve any purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Have the thought of discussing with me and asking for my permission before making any crucial decision ever crossed your mind? Do you fully understand how does a real friendship work and last for ever? What do you know about the words 'commitment' and 'accountability'? How do you value friends who are really concerned about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Answer my questions please. I dare you to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sometimes, I wonder what's the meaning of life to you. I don't mean to sound offensive but please allow me to say this --- Your life is a total failure. Having you stayed in this planet is already the biggest mistake in the first place. Instead of making yourself look idiotic and silly in everyone's eyes, why don't you try to do something more productive and beneficial that would do you the world of good? I bet you haven't even thought about it at all. Not even once.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm really sorry because the impression I have of you is negative. I dare to say you are such a bad influence on me and such a terrible role model to everyone else. I'm still trying hard to convince myself that there must be at least one thing good about you and that you are not entirely worthless, but then, once again, I was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;After living for 19 years, I have learnt that some people will never change. I know it might sound a little amusing but one can't deny the fact that these people are so used to living in their comfort zone that they refuse to listen to any other constructive critics with open ears and that they don't seem to realise that not everything they do is right all the time. And the sad thing is, you are one of these pathetic people. No offence but I guess 'hopeless' is the best adjective to describe you as a person. Do you feel the same about yourself too? I'll be very glad if you say 'yes'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm just going to be brutally honest with you, whether you like it or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, if you still refuse to change your attitude but continue acting stubbornly like what you are doing right now, your friends will surely leave you one by one, without you even noticing. Particularly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, at the rate you are going and with this kind of despicable attitude, I highly doubt that you could go any further and find a decent job and earn a 5-digit  monthly salary in the future. Being smart itself is not enough and is no longer a significant advantage when it comes to job hunting. Seriously, what kind of a boss would hire someone who is brilliant but untrustworthy, unmotivated and unreliable at the same time? Unless the boss is blind or is a person of average mentality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;When you are free, please take a glance at your ugly reflection in the mirror. Both inside and outside. No amount of make-up, hypocritical apology and funny joke could cover your fake, hideous and disgusting look. Give yourself a fast inspection and address the problem quickly if possible; people won't normally dislike you for nothing. Take my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I just don't know whether to laugh or cry or shake my head in  disappointment when I have to literally try to come to terms with your  immaturity and childishness. You are no longer a baby; so please don't expect me  to look after you like a full-time nanny or hold you hand and guide you  all the way to where you want to go. Perhaps it's time for you to actually come out of your shell  and grow up. And trust me, it's never too late to learn to be a more  mature, independent and responsible person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So stop talking rubbish and wasting your time; life is short and you only live your life once. And stop behaving half your age and making a fool of yourself in public as if it is hilarious to do so; it makes my eyes sore, to tell the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;There are reasons for every single issue I brought up. I don't intend to make a big deal about it but considering you are someone whom I have known for quite a long period of time, of course I wouldn't want to see you end up being labelled as a shameless jerk that everyone tries to get rid of, albeit obviously it is something you have been dreaming and wanting to do all this while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm not frightening you but people like you would definitely be dragged to hell or stoned to death in the older days; you are just lucky enough to be born in a more civilised era. Therefore, be thankful and appreciative. Meanwhile, I think you are also old enough to know what you should be doing and which direction you should be heading, without others repeatedly reminding you or showing you the way. People come and go in your life; you can't rely on others for ever. I believe there is no need for me to launch into a long and detailed description of  how you should behave and treat the others. You have a brain, don't you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's just a small piece of advice from me. I think I have done more than enough to try to put you on the right track before it's too late. The rest, I couldn't care less. There are so many other more meaningful things to deal with in my life. It's now all about your willingness to take the initiative and the first step. And I am still patiently waiting for the arrival of that day. I still have some faith in you; don't let me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Who am I referring to? Well, I'm pretty sure you know who you are. Whoever it is, I don't think his or her name is even worth mentioning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;By the way, curiosity kills a cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So don't ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-8921906883574556235?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8921906883574556235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/hopeless-generations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8921906883574556235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8921906883574556235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/hopeless-generations.html' title='Hopeless Generations'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-2259641639700400050</id><published>2010-09-13T16:23:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:39:54.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Luck and Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It was raining cats and dogs in KL this morning. The weather was stormy and chilly; you can roughly tell how bad the day started out. And I thought it would be a bad sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Not entirely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Driving in floods and heavy rain can be pretty challenging. Challenging, as in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;, not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;. The car's wipers simply serve no purpose at all. The view is blurry, the road is slippery, and road accidents can happen on the spur of the moment. But this morning, I managed to overcome all the obstacles, reached college safely and even found a decent car park! Good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Good news number one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Checked! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Got my Business Studies and Law papers back. I passed both subjects, thankfully. Which means, the college will not be posting letters to my parents, telling them how horrible was my study progress and academic performance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good news number two.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Checked! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I thought my Law paper was a total mess as I was running out of time during the test. I almost surrendered myself to destiny, but believe it or not, miracles did happen when you least expected them. They did! My Law test result turned out to be astonishingly impressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;A relieved and triumphant smile adorned my face when I stole a glance at my score. To my surprise and delight, Mrs Dharma actually liked my piece of writing and gave my essay a fairly high mark. Isn't that awesome? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Good news number three. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Checked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD THINGS DID COME IN THREE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is --- I AM LUCKY! Yes, I am, indeed! And I'm grateful to be lucky all this while in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thank you Lady Luck for shining on me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Of course I'm not saying that my life is close to perfection, nor am I boasting about my achievements or results; I just feel that good news are sometimes worth sharing with my family, friends and blog readers. Maybe I do sound a bit pretentious, but that's because I'm proud of myself, plus I want my accomplishments to be recognised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't, anyway, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Okay people, I guess that's all for now. Time to get a little serious. Shall now continue doing  my Malaysian Studies' presentation slides and complete it by tonight instead of aimlessly typing nonsense here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next post! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Getting my Accounting and Economics test papers back tomorrow. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&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/8340867436915440200-2259641639700400050?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/2259641639700400050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-luck-and-pride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2259641639700400050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2259641639700400050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-luck-and-pride.html' title='Of Luck and Pride'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-6733436511965142366</id><published>2010-09-10T21:09:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:34:52.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Our Own Good?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I highly doubt that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The qualifying test I just sat for recently was a total mess. Half of the time I wasn't answering the questions properly and correctly; I have lost my focus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What has gotten into me?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A few days before the test, I didn't even give a damn about it. I went on a lot of eating sprees and enjoyed my study break to the maximum. That means, I have not really settled down and grabbed any book to read. Instead, naps, Facebook, junk food and TV dramas were my best friends during the holidays. But now, I started to regret and get worried over my results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Am I contradicting myself? Well, that's not surprising; humans do that all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Will I merely pass, or worse still, fail some of the papers? I don't know, but the thought of it already freaks me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I didn't do any revision for Economics. However, to my astonishment, I actually managed to finish the whole paper, without leaving any question blank. That was indeed a miracle! But whether or not my answers make any kind of sense is another story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As for Business Studies, I utterly don't understand why had Miss Lee given us the thick and wordy case study to read in the first place, since she only tested us two questions based on it; the rest of the paper had nothing to do with it at all. During the test, I basically wrote everything that crossed my mind down, without even bothering to check whether my answers were free from grammar mistakes and spelling errors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The worst has yet to come. I dare to say I did the worst for Law, the subject that I paid most my attention on and studied like mad.  When I got the paper, I was stuck and my mind was completely blank. I didn't have the slightest idea how to start my essay with, and I simply couldn't put every words into proper sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't support my arguments with valid points. I couldn't apply the appropriate and relevant case laws to the question. And I couldn't finish my essay in time, even though we were given another extra fifteen minutes to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I nervous? Or was I not prepared enough? Whatever the reason or excuse was, I'm sure Mrs Dharma would be shocked when she marks my paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On a slightly brighter note, I think I did quite well in my Accounts test. When I took a glance at the questions, I actually smiled. Yes, I was smiling throughout the test in the hall like an insane woman who suffered from schizophrenia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;All the questions that came out were those I have attempted to solve previously; I even discussed one of them with my college mates twenty minutes before the test started. I think I have the gift to become a professional fortune teller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unless my stupid fingers pressed the wrong buttons of my calculator or wrote the wrong figures on the answer sheets, there is no way I'm going to screw up my Accounts paper. Absolutely no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely going to jump off from the tallest building in Malaysia or chop all my fingers off and deep fry them if I failed to score well in Accounts. Yes, you hear me, Mr Ferns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On the other note, I sincerely hope that the college would consider cancelling this stupid qualifying test for ever. Yes, I actually use the adjective 'stupid' to describe it, so you can roughly tell how dumb the system is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't think the lecturers are keen on the idea of having a qualifying test each semester either. Who on Earth would like to do the job that requires them to waste the ink left in their red pens to mark the extra test papers? Who in the world would want to squeeze their brain to write dozens of formal letters to a bunch of lovely parents and advice them not to let their precious offspring sit for the real exams? You tell me.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I mean, what could be the worst outcome if I happened to fail one of my papers (though I'm not looking forward to it)? Will the lecturers seriously stop me from entering the exam hall and request me to drop that particular subject? Well, unless the college wants to make less money. And that's the last thing every profit-maximising private college wishes to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, think about it, dear college. If you don't want to see the size of intake shrinks each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's just my small piece of advice. Whether or not to take my advice is totally up to you. You are the one who pay the price in the end; not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&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/8340867436915440200-6733436511965142366?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/6733436511965142366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-our-own-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6733436511965142366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6733436511965142366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-our-own-good.html' title='For Our Own Good?'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-538346322277798372</id><published>2010-08-31T23:04:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T19:35:17.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Eighth Month --- Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Of Handover*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I  am no longer a secretary of Food Club! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Suddenly, I felt  relieved and had the urge to scream out loud. No more holding member meetings and  rushing for the next class every Friday, no more typing and handing in  meeting reports at the end of every month to Mr Michael, no more putting up notices  few days before the meetings just to inform fellow members, and no more collecting  Pre-U Cards and looking for Ms Lim to sign them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I AM TOTALLY FREE NOW! Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  long, Food Club!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of Karaoke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It  was a pretty random outing planned at the very  last  minute. And it turned out to be really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIoeK1oRGQI/AAAAAAAABmY/1mFXITgwv_A/s1600/40704_1484266840072_1635925832_1127226_3621774_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIoeK1oRGQI/AAAAAAAABmY/1mFXITgwv_A/s400/40704_1484266840072_1635925832_1127226_3621774_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515253865212090626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ME, Siew Mei and May Kei, the organiser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;However, singing out of tune was beyond frightening. So kids,  please  don't try this at home. Otherwise, your house's windows would crack in seconds and  the whole building would just collapse in the twinkling of an eye. And I'm not exaggerating. Believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIoeKfoUKJI/AAAAAAAABmQ/1SwrfjkU8Co/s1600/45127_1484265760045_1635925832_1127216_7293619_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIoeKfoUKJI/AAAAAAAABmQ/1SwrfjkU8Co/s400/45127_1484265760045_1635925832_1127216_7293619_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515253859306711186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Superstar wannabes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of Sickness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;When  you catch a flu, all the stupid viruses tend to come with package.  Whether you like it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes, I was down with a flu a few weeks ago. Blame the annoying viruses. Blame the unpredictable and ever-changing weather in Malaysia. And blame my body's lousy immune system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more falling sick please......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Poo-poo*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Dogs  at Bricksfield shit everywhere! Seriously. As if they own or have authority over that piece of land! It simply drives me up the walls because I have to walk all the way to get my car every time after college. Geez......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, just be careful and stay alert when you pass by that area, in case you step on those disgusting brownish-black semi-liquid objects, leaving a irremovable smell on your shoe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You have been warned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of English Premier League*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;A   whole new season has just started! Don't you feel excited about it? GO GO LIVERPOOL!! Let's see what can the new manager, Roy Hodgson bring to the club!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIofTB-Na7I/AAAAAAAABmg/c0UPUq3qlQo/s1600/Watch-Chelsea-vs-West-Ham-United-Live-Streaming-Online-Football.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIofTB-Na7I/AAAAAAAABmg/c0UPUq3qlQo/s1600/Watch-Chelsea-vs-West-Ham-United-Live-Streaming-Online-Football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIofTB-Na7I/AAAAAAAABmg/c0UPUq3qlQo/s400/Watch-Chelsea-vs-West-Ham-United-Live-Streaming-Online-Football.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515255105475931058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of P.S. I Love You*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;It's Cecelia  Ahern's first novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;It's a quick and easy read;  you can basically spend hours  reading it without getting bored. I like the development of the plot and the way Cecelia Ahern presented her writing, but some of the chapters  are pretty draggy and certain lines are quite repetitive too. So honestly, it  wasn't really my cup  of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Perhaps it's a sign telling me that it's time to switch from chick lit books to some more serious and sophisticated kind of books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIoeJ_GPdsI/AAAAAAAABmI/gD9_X5rNCZ8/s1600/P.S.+I+Love+You.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIoeJ_GPdsI/AAAAAAAABmI/gD9_X5rNCZ8/s400/P.S.+I+Love+You.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515253850573862594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It always helps if there's an angel watching over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm sorry, Leon  and Praise, if you had expected me to shed tears after reading each  letter written by Gerry to Holly, because I neither felt touched nor had the urge to cry at all. Maybe I am cold-blooded. Yeah,  maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of Liquid Paper*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I never knew that a  liquid paper could play such a significant role in my life that I couldn't  live without it. I can't do Accounts without it, and my pencil case simply feels empty without it. As if some vital part of my body has gone missing for ever and never comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liquid paper!! Where were you just when I needed you most??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of National Day*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This year's National Day was unbelievably quiet. No big celebration, no beautiful fireworks, no screams of 'Merdeka', not even many Malaysians putting up national flags at their houses or on their cars. What a sad and weird phenomenon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What do Malaysians nowadays know about patriotism? How well do Malaysians nowadays know about their roots, their background, and their culture? Do they even realise when is the National Day and why are they celebrating it? I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;~* The End *~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-538346322277798372?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/538346322277798372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-day-of-eighth-month-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/538346322277798372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/538346322277798372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-day-of-eighth-month-part-2.html' title='The Last Day Of The Eighth Month --- Part 2'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIoeK1oRGQI/AAAAAAAABmY/1mFXITgwv_A/s72-c/40704_1484266840072_1635925832_1127226_3621774_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-7074462570356649202</id><published>2010-08-31T16:19:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T19:45:09.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Eighth Month --- Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Of Grandma*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Grandma  has breathed her last and left us for ever; it just happened all of a sudden and  stunned all of us into silence. Without even informing us her departure, she has now embarked on a whole new journey of  life in a whole new kingdom. Wish her happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIhFkvVjVkI/AAAAAAAABmA/TkXqb4Kj0Vg/s1600/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIhFkvVjVkI/AAAAAAAABmA/TkXqb4Kj0Vg/s400/New+Image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514734241199642178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We're gonna miss you, Grandma. May you rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of Birthday*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;This was the worst  birthday I have ever had. Surely nothing is worse than saying goodbye to those who are dear and near to you for ever at your birthday eve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nonetheless, thanks people for all the lovely gifts and the mini celebration we had. You know who you are. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of Captain Ball*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Amos wasn't there as the defender. Eng Hoe wasn't  there as the catcher. Jasmine wasn't there as the attacker. So, you can  basically figure out what the ultimate score was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway, the  rest of them who played have done a really great job and put up a  good fight against the juniors. I'm so proud of each and every one of  you who stayed back to either join the game or cheer for the players.  0907 is the BEST cohort ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of Salt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The  title is actually referring to an action movie starring Angelina Jolie,  where she is a spy or secret agent or whatever-you-call-her-job-as. Watched this film with Evelyn, Praise and Eng Hoe at Times Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIhFjlgJobI/AAAAAAAABlw/g5v02V56644/s1600/salt-angelina-jolie-689x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIhFjlgJobI/AAAAAAAABlw/g5v02V56644/s400/salt-angelina-jolie-689x1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514734221379871154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who is salt? Our food's best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Is she a traitor who betrays her own country? Or is she a heroine who saves the world in the end? The plot is full of elements of twist and surprise, which make you  guessing and wondering which side is Angelina Jolie on throughout the  whole movie. But I don't really like the ending part where the black guy eventually let her go because it is kind of lame and weird and did not make any sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Nonetheless, I like the entertaining action sequences and the well-built story line. Acting wise, basically I'm satisfied. Overall, Evelyn Salt is awesome, so does Angelina Jolie (although I started to have negative impression of her ever since she ruined the marriage of Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating : 7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of Lost Season 7*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Starring  MEi XiaN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Yeah, for no reason, I was lost in KL. I have no  idea how could that ever happen to me, but it did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Malaysia's  road signs are dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of Japanese Buffet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIdwTHnCTII/AAAAAAAABlA/J_zYoh1A6-Q/s1600/38833_1360748014489_1105222853_30826496_7301811_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIdwTHnCTII/AAAAAAAABlA/J_zYoh1A6-Q/s400/38833_1360748014489_1105222853_30826496_7301811_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514499742501063810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just to make you drool......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIdwTvwMY4I/AAAAAAAABlQ/TuQwosMh6MQ/s1600/38833_1360748174493_1105222853_30826500_6097709_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIdwTvwMY4I/AAAAAAAABlQ/TuQwosMh6MQ/s400/38833_1360748174493_1105222853_30826500_6097709_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514499753276892034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;......and drool......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIdwTdbSdAI/AAAAAAAABlI/T8zDCFok_0s/s1600/38833_1360748134492_1105222853_30826499_265157_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIdwTdbSdAI/AAAAAAAABlI/T8zDCFok_0s/s400/38833_1360748134492_1105222853_30826499_265157_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514499748357370882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;......and drool all over your desk until......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIdwUL7nTmI/AAAAAAAABlg/e3U1_UO7L64/s1600/40186_1360751254570_1105222853_30826552_5624053_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIdwUL7nTmI/AAAAAAAABlg/e3U1_UO7L64/s400/40186_1360751254570_1105222853_30826552_5624053_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514499760840986210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;......you see this and puke. (Just kidding!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIdwdgFS2vI/AAAAAAAABlo/nv6CQRmc6JY/s1600/40186_1360751374573_1105222853_30826555_3755205_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIdwdgFS2vI/AAAAAAAABlo/nv6CQRmc6JY/s400/40186_1360751374573_1105222853_30826555_3755205_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514499920869120754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;From left : Kenneth, Eng Hoe, Kai Yen, Jasmine, Haq, Su Kheng, ME, Amanda and Evelyn at Rakuzen, Chulan Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;We have also attempted to take some extremely ugly shots but I don't think it's a good idea to upload the photos and post them here. The food was delicious, especially the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tempura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Unagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;. Surprisingly, I wasn't full enough after the lunch. Should have ordered more but the service was kind of slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I suggest that if you are a fan of Japanese cuisine, you should give it a try.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of Badminton*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Had  some productive badminton sessions with Dubbie during the weekends.  Sweated like mad, and used up a lot of energy, but the game was fun. You can simply imagine me running all over the field like a mad lady just to return his shots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Of Judgement Day*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Edexcel exam results were finally out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Accounting Unit 2 - 273/300 A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Business Studies Unit 2 - 70/100 B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Economics Unit 2 - 79/100 B (WHAT THE HELL?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIhFkERb1dI/AAAAAAAABl4/SZYzjWVMRpU/s1600/30082010133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIhFkERb1dI/AAAAAAAABl4/SZYzjWVMRpU/s400/30082010133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514734229639648722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this the best I could produce? Seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Having always done revision at the very last minute, well, that explains a lot. Got an A for Accounting, but the mark was not really up to my satisfaction. Yes, I actually aimed to get full marks and be one of the Top 10 Scorers in the World. What's wrong with setting myself a target and being overly obsessed with perfectionism? As if you don't. Duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As for Business Studies, I have planned to retake both Units 1 and 2. Which means, I am going to sit for Unit 1, 2, 3 and 4 this semester. All at once. And the best part is, I only have less than 6 months to prepare. Oh well. Best of luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The only good news is, I managed to refund my scholarship, since my GPA for this exam was more than the required minimum of 3.2. So I guess it's time to work even harder! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be continued......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-7074462570356649202?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/7074462570356649202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-day-of-eighth-month-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7074462570356649202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7074462570356649202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-day-of-eighth-month-part-1.html' title='The Last Day Of The Eighth Month --- Part 1'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TIhFkvVjVkI/AAAAAAAABmA/TkXqb4Kj0Vg/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8721604656966313664</id><published>2010-08-30T06:49:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T20:07:57.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Serene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; for the novel! It's hardcover; I'm sure it will not be cheap. And it's Cecelia Ahern's! I promise you I will start reading it as soon as the semester test is over, possibly finishing the whole book by the end of December! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/THshLhpma6I/AAAAAAAABkw/Ye2LyMmcOuE/s1600/30082010125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/THshLhpma6I/AAAAAAAABkw/Ye2LyMmcOuE/s400/30082010125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511035050913065890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The Gift -- What a lovely gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si Xin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; for the pair of birdie earrings. They really look cute! And they are&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;!! Will wear it to college one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/THshLGeR-PI/AAAAAAAABko/HtWoflQFrA0/s1600/30082010128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/THshLGeR-PI/AAAAAAAABko/HtWoflQFrA0/s400/30082010128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511035043617831154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Red Birdies, fly me to the sky~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edexcel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;, too, for the long-awaited exam result, albeit it wasn't really up to my satisfaction. Nonetheless, I shall be grateful, though I know I can do so much better than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/THshK-wbBkI/AAAAAAAABkg/rkKAiWvhGqs/s1600/30082010133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/THshK-wbBkI/AAAAAAAABkg/rkKAiWvhGqs/s400/30082010133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511035041546438210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2A 1B aren't that bad right? What say you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Once again, thanks people for the belated surprise! I enjoyed it, and I did appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simply amazing to see how fast time is speeding without us even noticing, and we just get older and older as the years go by. There is no doubt that our wonderful youth is slowly slipping away from our fingertips, but then, we gain experience and knowledge in return. Isn't life awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also come to realise that : Age is just a figure; what matters most is how have we been living our life thus far, even if it is short. Have we achieved or accomplished anything great? Have we squandered any golden opportunity? Have we learnt from our previous mistakes? Have we been able to stand up again after a failure and move on? Have we loved someone with all of our heart and felt loved by someone at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time isn't waiting. There are so many things that we wish to do yet time is a limiting factor. Nevertheless, we shall have no regrets in life, so long as we have tried our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can never compete with time, but at least, we are left to choose how to spend it in the most likely way. We can never defeat time, but then, we can make up our mind and decide whom to spend it with. Well, it really depends on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already 19. Won't you believe it? Yes, I am. Officially, but not mentally yet. I am still in the journey of self discovery, believe it or not. Life has not been easy. To me. To you. To everyone. Let's cherish the life we live and the fun moment we have. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to readers : This is a belated post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-8721604656966313664?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8721604656966313664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/belated-surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8721604656966313664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8721604656966313664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/belated-surprise.html' title='Belated Surprise!'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/THshLhpma6I/AAAAAAAABkw/Ye2LyMmcOuE/s72-c/30082010125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-875758602004226406</id><published>2010-08-28T21:52:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:03:34.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Step Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Koo Kien Keat-Tan Boon Heong has made their first ever final appearance in the World Badminton Championship, after defeating the Chinese pair, Guo Zhen Dong-Xu Chen in straight sets. Good job, guys!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/THkaSQ9B8LI/AAAAAAAABkY/rCVVtPCFRO0/s1600/p65-koo-tan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/THkaSQ9B8LI/AAAAAAAABkY/rCVVtPCFRO0/s400/p65-koo-tan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510464520155426994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to see you guys smile all the way to the award platform. Keep it up! You guys are only one step away from the long-awaited title! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was a treat to have watched such an wonderful and entertaining match. Dad was giving them moral support throughout the match; by screaming-out-loud and hitting the rocking chair? Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, it was really great to see Koo-Tan come back confident and strong in the second game and score eight straight points when the Chinese were leading 16-10. It's all about trusting your partner and delivering your best performance. Although they seemed a bit lethargic and were reluctant to attack, they showed true fighting spirit and took total control of the court. Brilliant game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was glad that Koo-Tan did not give up easily like they usually did in their previous matches. They were more mature on court, which was a positive sign and outstanding improvement. Besides, there were varieties in  their game; Koo's smart net plays and Tan's killing smashes were always delightful to watch. They truly deserved the World No. 1 ranking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;They made me proud, and I'm pretty sure that Malaysian fans will definitely go insane if the doubles pair were to win their first ever World Champion title for the country. I know they can do it! Just stay calm and remain focused then everything will be fine. Wish them luck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I sincerely believe that there will be a miracle. Let's wait and see and have our fingers crossed. =)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : Watching badminton matches, particularly the ones your country's players are playing, can give you a heart attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to Malaysia : Having the national men doubles pair cruised into the final of one of the most prestigious badminton tournaments, I'm sure this is one of the best 53th birthday gifts for You, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to Malaysian badminton fans : DO cheer for the players when they score or perform well. DON'T boo them when their opponents are leading by very huge margins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to Lee Chong Wei : Don't be too upset and disappointed at yourself, as there is always next year to look forward to. Stand strong. It's okay so long as you have tried your best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to politicians : Please don't take this opportunity to make any political gain or shameless headline. It's the players who make the country proud, not you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-875758602004226406?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/875758602004226406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-more-step.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/875758602004226406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/875758602004226406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-more-step.html' title='One Step Away'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/THkaSQ9B8LI/AAAAAAAABkY/rCVVtPCFRO0/s72-c/p65-koo-tan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-3173667115880229451</id><published>2010-08-19T21:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T06:49:01.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>79</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I hate the aforesaid number. I hate B's. I hate failures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I hate it when it is so close yet so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sorry, but can't help if you find me a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;kiasu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; person. I REALLY AM, as a matter of fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I want my things to be absolutely perfect, including my exam results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Who says imperfection is beautiful? Who says what you sow is what you  reap? Who says there will be no regrets so long as you have tried your  best? Liars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Of course I don't mean to train myself to become a complete writing machine, studying and revising 24 hours a day without any entertainment; it just drives me up the wall sometimes when I see my hard work not being paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Maybe my method of learning was wrong. Maybe I didn't do enough preparation. Maybe I gave myself too much pressures. Maybe I was overconfident. Maybe I underestimated the examination board. Maybe this was the mark I deserved the most. Or maybe I was just being too greedy, like Zi Kang said. I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sometimes, I wish I were a dumb person, so I don't have to worry about stuffs like studies, grades, GPA, scholarship, academic performance, testimonial, future, ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I'm not. Which is also, thankfully, a good thing. Who wants to be called stupid anyway? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Note to self : Be optimistic. What does not kill me will only make me stronger. So, SMILE~ =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-3173667115880229451?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/3173667115880229451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/borderline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3173667115880229451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3173667115880229451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/borderline.html' title='79'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4761290971545705873</id><published>2010-08-17T19:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:07:45.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry-Go-Round</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One of the funniest and silliest things that could ever happen to a person who was born and raised up in KL for more than 18 years is to get lost somewhere within the borders of KL and spend more than 30 minutes to find the right way to the intended destination. HA.HA.HA. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was supposed to go to my college which is located at Bricksfield as usual but, to my astonishment, I ended up passing by a random area called Taman Tasik Perdana and going all the way to a random highway with lousy road signs which I'm sure I have never been to in my entire life before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Is it just me or most girls tend to have a very bad sense of direction? I can't even remember the name of the streets or roads I use everyday! Seriously. That is how bad I am at being a driver. God knows why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, had lots of fun with Mr Clutch, Mrs Gear and Ms Brake this morning. It's just a bit sad that Mr Traffic Lights and Mrs Road Signs weren't kind enough to lend me a helping hand when I needed them so desperately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Never mind, I believe practice makes perfect, Time will tell, and you just have to wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last but not least, I may be a slow learner, but I AM DEFINITELY NOT A DANGEROUS OR RECKLESS DRIVER!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-4761290971545705873?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4761290971545705873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/merry-go-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4761290971545705873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4761290971545705873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/merry-go-round.html' title='Merry-Go-Round'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-5658306058726158913</id><published>2010-08-16T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T20:43:22.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Well done, Arts 0907! It wasn't the ultimate result that matters  the most, it's the team work and fighting spirit you all displayed that count! Remember : YOU ARE  THE BEST! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I'm really sorry for not being in the field playing just now.  I just didn't have the feeling of winning and was kind of lost when the game started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I couldn't catch the ball or fit in the crowd, I had no choice but to voluntarily quit both matches so that those who were in better form could replace me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have tried my best to cheer and clap my hands as loud as I could  to show my support and create pressure for the juniors at the same time.  Who cares if they got pissed off by me? Who cares if they made noise to the referees? I wasn't born to please them in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We drew with Arts 1001, and later on we were tamed by Ausmat. But it's okay! And I really enjoyed watching you all playing. Credits to Amos and Jasmine who did a brilliant job to keep the momentum going throughout the game. Others performed pretty well too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So people, don't be too upset with the result, as we have two more matches to go, and we have two more batches of juniors to beat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Good job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-5658306058726158913?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/5658306058726158913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5658306058726158913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5658306058726158913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-job.html' title='Good Job!'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-7496635968348791653</id><published>2010-08-15T14:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T14:57:01.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Is Still The Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;It's Sunday. The weather out there is beautifully sunny, and the Sun is as gorgeous as usual; but I'm spending my weekend at home. Yes, the plan of going out for some fresh air or perhaps for nice some movies has yet to cross my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I have absolutely no idea since when I have become a home person that I don't bother to take a glance at the outside world. Possibly ever since I entered college and took A-Levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Home is always my comfort zone, believe it or not; it's somewhere I am most familiar with, and somewhere I don't mind farting out loud, singing out of tune, making overly high-pitched screams or laughing like a complete fool. I feel extremely comfortable doing all kinds of crazy stuffs here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Nobody will judge me or tease me; and more importantly, home gives me warmth and a sense of security. These are things no amount of shopping, alcohol, entertainment, hang-out or make-up can provide me with.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I can surf the net and update my blog (like what I'm doing right now) whenever I feel like doing so. I can read the newspapers to keep myself up-to-date whenever I can't find anything more productive to do to fill up my time. I can feed the fish or bully the tortoise or create new recipes whenever something random comes into my head. I can play my favourite CD and blare the music as loud as I like. I can take a nap and sleep for ever. I can call my long lost friends and chat for hours. I can search the refrigerator high-and-low and look for my favourite snacks anytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I can clean up my messy room and dusty cupboards or wash the muddy car. I can do some assignments or revisions.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I can.......... (the list will just go on and on and on..........)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my point is, I am basically free to do anything I want at home, so long as I'm in the mood of doing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Like I said, no matter what, home is still the best! Apart from the tedious and boring housework, I can't find any reason to dislike my home sweet home. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Note to self : Refusing to do any housework doesn't mean I don't love my home. So say NO to housework, unless you consider self-torturing a leisure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-7496635968348791653?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/7496635968348791653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/home-is-still-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7496635968348791653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7496635968348791653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/home-is-still-best.html' title='Home Is Still The Best'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-29431813518536424</id><published>2010-08-14T09:59:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T14:08:07.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I seriously didn't expect these from you guys last Thursday. Not after something sad and bad has happened to me the day before my 19th birthday all of a sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thanks people. You guys are really awesome. I love the gifts and the small celebration during Economics class; more importantly, I do appreciate our friendship. I VALUE FRIENDS! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TGX5IslOk2I/AAAAAAAABkQ/S6uxbPfUCGU/s1600/sdc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TGX5IslOk2I/AAAAAAAABkQ/S6uxbPfUCGU/s400/sdc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505080047331873634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*You get awesome presents from awesome friends.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I wanted to take the picture of the chocolate cake too, but sorry, I was too hungry! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once again, thanks people for the birthday song and the surprise! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And also for the birthday wishes on  Facebook and by text messages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-29431813518536424?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/29431813518536424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/29431813518536424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/29431813518536424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TGX5IslOk2I/AAAAAAAABkQ/S6uxbPfUCGU/s72-c/sdc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-1597678596518919532</id><published>2010-08-10T17:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T10:47:59.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Something profound and complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that has never crossed my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Something I don't normally give a damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Something I am not bothered to care or worry about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Something I have never treated or looked into seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Something I have been trying to avoid to hear from adults. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Something I don't even have the slightest idea what it is, or how will it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, it's something...... I must decide for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Time to make a choice. Whether I like it or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;UK? Singapore? Or just stick to local lousy colleges?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is, I'm still questioning myself and doubting my abilities. I'm still not sure what am I going to do to earn a living. I'm still stuck at the junction, not knowing which path should I take or which path will lead me to somewhere I have been wanting to go all the while in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have been more decisive and certain. I wish someone could have taken my hand and guided me. I wish there could be a time machine to turn the time back whenever I have chosen the wrong path or made a wrong move. I wish life could have been easier and simpler, without anyone having high expectations on me and me putting pressures on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me what to do. Shower me with your words of wisdom. And get me to my desired future.&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/8340867436915440200-1597678596518919532?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/1597678596518919532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/1597678596518919532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/1597678596518919532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/future.html' title='Future'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8908807979743140835</id><published>2010-08-08T23:21:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T10:29:53.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Am I the only one left on this Earth who is not interested in any kind of IT-related stuff? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Some of my friends are really crazy about it, to the extent that they actually study the models and prices, compare them with other brands, and still manage to tell the differences between them although these products may all look the same. Isn't that cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how these people memorise it. Maybe they are too passionate and enthusiastic about it that they can just remember it effortlessly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Truth to be told, I hate lengthy bizarre technological terms, which I will never use in my writing for a million years. I swear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;For your information, I don't even know what exactly is a bluetooth, never mind how does it function. It's something to do with connectivity that somehow appears in my mobile phone, but I wish I could know what other brilliant purpose does it serve besides sending random songs and pictures from one mobile phone to another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As for digital cameras, to me, what matters the most is that they could  take quality and beautiful pictures. That's all. The rest, I'm not even bothered to  care about.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Then, when it comes to computers or laptops, I have absolutely no idea what do 'RAM' and 'Dual-Core' stand for. Honestly. The only few things I know about these products are : They are not cheap, I need them to do my projects, and I can use them to gain access to the Internet to update my blog and check my Facebook's account regularly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So someone kind enough please explain all these things to me, one by one. Need not elaborate them with details, as I might use another one billion years to digest the facts.   Who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I suddenly feel so ancient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Like a mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : What is with everyone getting so excited and delighted about PC Fair? It seems to take me forever to understand the story lies behind these people's craziness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-8908807979743140835?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8908807979743140835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/ancient.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8908807979743140835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8908807979743140835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/ancient.html' title='Ancient'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-7597191286785185163</id><published>2010-08-01T23:28:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:51:42.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone For Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The worst thing that could ever happen to you on one day before your birthday is to kiss one of your beloved family members goodbye, for ever. This time around, it's for real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Grandma has breathed her last and gone to her final resting place. Albeit she had been suffering from numerous illnesses for the past few years, she passed away rather peacefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She was 95 years old (101 years old, according to the Chinese calender), after all. How many people on Earth are lucky enough to have spent 95 years of their life happily with their children and grandchildren?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no regrets in her life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;People come people go; that's the flow of nature, the cycle of life. If we think positively, at least she had been strong and healthy for 95 years. At least, she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; relieved now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Grandma was indeed, an amazing and incredible woman, I would say. Her charm and beauty were  indescribable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She had lived through the Japanese occupation, the British colonisation and May 13th; no matter how difficult life was during those periods, she never complained a word. She worked hard to raise all her five children and support the family, never asking for a reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma was really a wonderful daughter, a loyal wife, a responsible mother, a loving grandmother and a caring friend. All at once. That goes without saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We shed tears when we witnessed the whole cremation process. We shed tears when we took a glance at her cold, silent and expressionless face. We shed tears, knowing the fact that destiny had taken her away from us and that she had chosen to go all of a sudden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;All of us cried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nonetheless, this isn't the full stop or total end of her life journey, I believe. She has now gone to embark on a whole new life. In a whole new kingdom. And she's not alone, I'm sure Grandpa will be by her side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* * * * * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dear Grandma, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You are the best, you know you are; no one could ever replace you. We are proud to have you. Without you, Dad wouldn't be here, never mind his daughter, me. In other words, you created us! Without you, who are we? Nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We will miss you very much, Grandma. You filled in each and every empty hole of our heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Please don't worry too much about us; we'll certainly take good care of ourselves and stand strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rest in peace, Grandma. May God bless you and Grandpa in Heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Lots of love from your granddaughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;MEi XiaN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TF64UfmOfYI/AAAAAAAABkI/EM8CkRlmwhQ/s1600/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TF64UfmOfYI/AAAAAAAABkI/EM8CkRlmwhQ/s400/New+Image.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503038456912051586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8340867436915440200-7597191286785185163?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/7597191286785185163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/gone-for-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7597191286785185163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7597191286785185163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/08/gone-for-good.html' title='Gone For Good'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TF64UfmOfYI/AAAAAAAABkI/EM8CkRlmwhQ/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4710043695374176051</id><published>2010-07-31T23:59:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T09:38:04.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Seventh Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;##1 - Of driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Driving is awesome, but not when you get involved in a road accident. Filing a police report and receiving a summon aren't that funny either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lesson learnt from this incident : Always trust my first instinct and listen to my heart. Always stay alert and focused on road. Always plan the journey and use the right lane. BE A WISE DRIVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;##2 - Of homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I was right. This is indeed a busy semester; there's too many undone assignments for my liking. The weight of pressures on my shoulders keeps increasing, and it's only the first month of the third semester.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I admit I have been slacking off for weeks, and now, it's time to get back on track. It's time to live like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;nerdy&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;normal student. Which means, study is now my priority. Not movies. Not food. Not boyfriends.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;##3 -  Of results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Exam results are going to come out soon. I'm still waiting for it and hoping for the best. At the rate I'm going, I'm not really positive about the outcome though. Perhaps I shall start saving money to retake the papers. Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Is there a miracle? I wish.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;##4 - Of birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Happy birthday to Su Kheng, Hui Ting, Jasmine and any other July babies that I know! Enjoy yourself and have a blast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;##5 - Of lecturer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I seldom have any issue with the lecturers. However, this time around, I was kind of glad to see Miss Tan teaching us Economics again. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that she's totally perfect, but I'm more comfortable with her styles of lecturing. I find all her lessons pretty relaxed and interesting. And there is no doubt she's a wonderful lecturer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;It's just sad that the guys are always late for her class and taking advantage of her since she's such a nice and easy-going person. College guys are indeed, IMMATURE. Fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;##6 -  Of stationery sales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Business Club has organised a stationery sales at the college compound  and the response we got was not really as good as we expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The juniors weren't entertained, and the seniors weren't supportive either. But luckily, we still managed to break-even although the profit we made was terribly low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;##7 - Of football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;FIFA World Cup Finals 2010 has finally come to an end. Spain lifted their first ever World Cup, after beating Holland 1-0. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well done, Spain! They just showed me what's the real meaning of football. I loved the way they played with patience and strategy. They didn't run for the ball blindly and stupidly; in fact, they were in total control of the game. Brilliant possession and passing of the ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It was really a treat to have watched such a good-quality and exciting match early in the morning. All the sleepless nights and heart attacks were definitely worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Apart from Pedro's attempt to perform a one-man show and steal Torres's limelight, which was quite disturbing, the Spanish have shown incredible fighting spirit and displayed very good sportsmanship. Once again, good job! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I also couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the way Holland were playing, especially the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;kung fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; kick from De Jong on Alonso's chest, which was ridiculous and obviously not an accident. He should have been given a red card for that dumb and rude act, but to everyone's surprise, he wasn't, which did not make any sense at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Robben was another player whom I despised very much. That guy should have joined the drama class instead of playing football. I mean, a foul is a foul; you don't have to act like as if you were hit by an elephant or a truck and were on the brink of death.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Anyway, who cares about them? What matters is, history has been made by Spain that night! It was a truly convincing win and they certainly deserved the victory! MARVELOUS!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;##8 - Of octopus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Never ever mess around with an octopus, especially the one from Germany with the name St. Paul. Or you will regret for the rest of your life. Trust me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If he wants you to die, you die. He decides your fate and determines your destiny. Stay away from that creature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You have been warned. Good luck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;##9 - Of photo shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Random class photos were being taken on a random day at some random areas of the college by a random photographer with a random camera, with everyone else wearing randomly red and giving random poses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Random enough. Hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;##10 - Of speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Think twice before you speak. Seriously. Otherwise, your rusty brain will serve no purpose but continue to rot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Don't give empty promises. Don't make fun of yourself. Don't talk nonsense and do nothing. Don't act like a superhero who has just rescued the Universe. Don't overestimate yourself and underestimate other players.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Always do the right thing at the right place with the right person at the right time; if you want us to continue having faith in you. Prove me wrong; if possible. I'm dying to see the arrival of that day.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;##11 - Of rude people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Note to a bunch of rude people I have met recently : Never ever leave your seat again when the others are speaking or performing or doing whatever stuff. If you want the others to respect you, please respect the others first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You are just a nobody. Just like each and every one of us. Wake up! It's time to get back to reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;##12 - Of captain ball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Arts 0907 ROCKS! We won two matches, which we had to compete with our friends from the Science batch. The feeling of victory was terrifically awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;With Amos as the defender, Eng Hoe as the catcher, Leon as the diver, Jasmine as the passer, Serene as the attacker, and me as the spoiler (yes, I almost ruined the match), I don't see any reason why we couldn't make it.    And more importantly, we had fun! Loads of fun, to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Coming up next, we will be playing against the juniors, most probably on August; and we will do our best to defeat them. WE MUST WIN!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;##13 - Of McRave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Previously referred to as BBQ Night. Also known as Mid Summer Masquerade. Lots of name were given to that event due to its complicated nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The dress code was confusing as well. Some said Halloween, some said masquerade, and some suggested to go there naked that day. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went there as a PacMan's ghost. I looked more like a red postbox instead, unfortunately. But I made that costume! All by myself, okay?! Well I actually got some help from Amanda and Marian and the other girls staying at the apartment. Thanks girls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; A clown won the Best Dress. A band won the Best Performance. All the awards went to the juniors, basically. Like I care. Dinner  started at 10 by the way. Wow. A whole new record. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The songs, DJs and food was bad, to be brutally honest. I didn't really like them. The dance floor was pretty boring too; most of us weren't in the mood of rocking that place. Reasons were still unidentified. Nonetheless, I was entertained by some of the performances. Who knows Kenneth can actually rap? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Took some EXTREMELY BLURRY pictures before we left. That marks the end of July I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;p/s : TILL THE NEXT MONTH!&lt;/span&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/8340867436915440200-4710043695374176051?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4710043695374176051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-day-of-seventh-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4710043695374176051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4710043695374176051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-day-of-seventh-month.html' title='The Last Day Of The Seventh Month'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-3524629877592724813</id><published>2010-07-31T19:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:47:20.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It hurts to know the truth, especially when you hear it from an unexpected innocent third party, whom you know pretty well. Worse still, the feeling grows even deeper and you start losing your mind slowly.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You wonder how long can you survive and stay strong. You wonder how long can you cheat your own feeling and hide everything else from everyone. You wonder how long can you take it, hold back your tears and carry on with your life without looking back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You are just as weak and vulnerable as the others. Where are all the supports, advice and encouragements when you need them  so badly? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You can't find a right word to describe this bizarre awkwardness that has bothered you for so long. The silence is rather odd, but you can't deny the fact that it is awesome and that it totally takes your breath away. The mutual staring is amazing as well, that you can't take your eyes off him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You feel extremely comfortable even when there is no conversation taking place. You recognise the face, you sense the warmth, just by standing or sitting next to him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You try to maintain the brave face. You pretend like as though you don't care about it at all. You know, however, deep down in your heart, you are nervous, excited, and at the same time, curious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Your heart pulsates at a faster rate when you meet him. Your palms sweat when he talks to you. Your face goes red when he looks into your eyes. You always think twice and rephrase your sentence before replying him, so that you won't sound like a complete fool to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressing him and making him happy by showing him the best side of you are really what you wish to do everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nonetheless, this whole thing doesn't seem to make sense anymore when there is another person who shares the same view as you. That's the brutality of reality; you have to deal with it, whether you like it or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The feeling is like a stab in your chest; your heart bleeds, and the scar will take you long enough to heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sometimes, you just want to listen to whatever you heart tells you and go ahead, without thinking of the consequences it may bring about. But then, you can't. You can't achieve your happiness at the expense of others'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It may sound unfair. What to do? Someone has to sacrifice anyway. And I choose to be the unlucky one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well, blame the bad timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Note to self : Is there any substitute for love? I would like to have one for myself.&lt;/span&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/8340867436915440200-3524629877592724813?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/3524629877592724813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/bad-timing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3524629877592724813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3524629877592724813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/bad-timing.html' title='Bad Timing'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4148724086829049038</id><published>2010-07-31T00:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T13:56:20.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm sure it's just an illusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;NOTHING BUT AN ILLUSION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;It may catch my attention for a while, but trust me, I'm going to lose my interest and patience very soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;The more people try to brainwash you, the more you get terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more people try to make it an issue, the more you start believing them and doubting yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;The more people try to convince you to accept a certain fact, the more you start thinking all kinds of nonsense and jumping into all kinds of conclusion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Albeit I don't have the slightest idea what is going on, deep down in my heart, I wish it's a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get it! Sorry. It doesn't sound right at all to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I hope that things that bother or confuse me are simple, so I will not have to debate and argue with the rest of the world about this silly matter and prove to them that what they say is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;p/s : I'm not living in denial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-4148724086829049038?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4148724086829049038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/illusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4148724086829049038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4148724086829049038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/illusion.html' title='Illusion'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-3249032756598066950</id><published>2010-07-26T22:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:10:53.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morbidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I wonder what has gotten into me lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When it's time to go to bed, I stare at the laptop screen blankly, looking like a dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When it's time to stay focused and study, I sense that my brain isn't willing to function at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When it's time to do some revision, I take out a book and examine its cover, instead of its content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When it's time to voice out my opinion, I shut up and remain silent, patiently waiting for the rest to open their mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When it's time to take a shower, I sit on the couch, read the newspapers and take my time really slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When it's time to exercise, I lay down on my lovely bed and start dreaming, as though I would lose ten pounds by doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When it's time to eat, I buy lunch from the canteen, conveniently ignoring the fact that I have boycotted the canteen's food, ever since I saw a dead cockroach on the fried rice's tray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When it's time to brush my teeth, I look at the mirror, practising on how to put up a sweet smile on my face, without revealing my ugly braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's time to let go something or forget someone, I find it extremely hard to carry on my life and pretend like nothing has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When it's time to say goodbye to the cyber world, I actually refuse to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, I'm so sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;p/s : I need a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-3249032756598066950?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/3249032756598066950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/morbidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3249032756598066950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3249032756598066950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/morbidity.html' title='Morbidity'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4634884738083131151</id><published>2010-07-26T18:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T06:55:50.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Justification</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, I hope it wasn't me the one you were referring to previously, because it kind of made me feel bad and guilty.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I do realise that sometimes I have very strong opinions, but I just can't do anything about it. If I keep quiet and stay calm whenever I feel pissed off or frustrated, then something is really wrong with me and I'm no longer myself anymore.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wish you understand that at that point of time, I was just fighting fire with fire and trying to preserve my dignity. I didn't lie, nor did I exaggerate; I was merely revealing the hidden truth. I swear whatever I did, I have never intended to hurt or annoy anyone for the fun of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Another thing is, whatever I said, I have my reason for it. I always argue my points with facts and support them with evidence. I say whatever I saw. I write whatever I heard. I don't make up stories just to make myself look like a poor victim. And don't worry, I'm not diagnosed with any kind of attention-seeking disorder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If I'd ever crossed the line, I am truly sorry. If I'd ever offended you in any kind of way, I am truly sorry. If I'd ever behaved in any kind of way that was not socially accepted, I am truly sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Maybe the comments I made were way too harsh for your liking. Maybe my choice of words had been inappropriate. Whatever it is, I am truly sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Do accept my sincere apology. Thanks. And please don't talk about me behind my back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I've just warned you. Who knows what I am going to do next? You can never take girls for granted. Especially girls like me.&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/8340867436915440200-4634884738083131151?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4634884738083131151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-i-hope-it-wasnt-me-one-you-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4634884738083131151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4634884738083131151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-i-hope-it-wasnt-me-one-you-were.html' title='Justification'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-7830406184514274721</id><published>2010-07-25T13:56:00.044+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:35:07.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Time just sneakily passes me by at the speed of light without me even noticing. As much as I loathe to admit it, I'm going to be 19 in about one-week time. 19. The figure just gets bigger and bigger while I grow older and older as the years go by. Can't believe the fact that my lovely youth is slowly slipping away from my fingertips. NOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready to enter the next phase of my life? Mmm, good question, but I'm not quite certain and positive about it though.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sorry  for being  such a negative and pessimistic 19-year-old-soon-to-be lady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In a few years' time, I will be pursuing my degree and starting to work. I'm going to finish college and find a job of my own! Wow. But the problem is, I don't even have the slightest idea which direction am I going to head towards. Is it Accounting? Or Law? Or Mass Communications which I have been wanting to do eagerly all the while but have to forgo due to some silly reasons? I don't know. You might think that I'm joking, but no, I seriously have no clue at all when it comes to deciding and planning for my future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I hate making important decisions, which will eventually become the turning points in my life. I need advice, encouragement and moral support just like everyone else; sometimes I am simply not as strong as I appear to be. There are always so many things and factors that I have to consider and take into account before I can reach to a conclusion. I don't live on my own, I have to constantly think of the others, especially those who are near and dear to me; plus I definitely can't survive on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of making decisions, one thing I know is, most regrets tend to stem up from making bad decisions. I certainly don't want to regret the poor stupid decision I have made ages ago, and then go on and on about it for the rest of my life. I mean, what's the point? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nonetheless, I can't be hesitant for ever. As much as I doubt my ability to decide and judge wisely, I have to make choices, whether I like it or not. Making a right choice may sound simple, but it's never an easy task. Trust me. One tiny mistake can ruin the whole plan. One wrong move can kill you on the spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Whenever there is a choice, there is always a sacrifice. I must repeatedly remind myself that, every time soon after I make a choice, I must never look back but continue moving on, no matter how difficult the path ahead of me seems to b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;e. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every step that I have taken, I enjoy the success that I have achieved or accomplished, and I pay the price for whatever troubles I have got myself into. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fair enough. Determination, willpower and  self-belief will play their respective roles here to keep me strong, steady and focused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's the cycle of life; no one can escape from it. There is no shortcut to happiness; failure, bitterness and sorrow are part of our lives, we just have to accept them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Life is like a gamble; believe it or not, sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. You don't always get what you want. You have to literally give in something, before you get another thing in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is indeed tough for everyone, unfortunately. That's why, I keep telling myself from time to time that, I shall never complain or moan about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it's all up to us. Most people want to change their life for one reason : They want to relinquish  the past and live a better life. But then, that is not always the case in  reality, truth to be told. It doesn't seem as easy as we want it to be. Miracles are only for fairy tales. Whether or not we want to put ourselves on the right track, or continue messing up our lives and squandering each and every single golden opportunity that we have, it's really all up to us. We are the one who make the final choice. And once the choice has been made, we should be prepared to face the consequence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No one can decide for us for ever, not even our parents or loved ones. We decide our own fate and destiny, instead of them controlling us. We make our own ways, we fulfill our own dreams, we enlighten our own lives. At the age of 19, I believe I can start doing all these on my own step by step. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Once again, just a reminder : I am soon to be officially 19. Cheers~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till then. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Note to self : Think like an adult. Act like an adult. Speak like an adult. Sit like an adult. Eat like an adult. Dream like an adult. Love like an adult. Behave like an adult. Last but not least, fart like an adult. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!    Ewh, I sound so gross. What has gotten into me? Yuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-7830406184514274721?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/7830406184514274721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/next-phase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7830406184514274721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7830406184514274721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/next-phase.html' title='The Next Phase'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-347704788160199270</id><published>2010-07-23T18:33:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T14:06:57.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Devils Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cohort had a photo-shoot session on Wednesday for the college's magazine. All of us were supposed to be wearing&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (super duper red!); and this rather weird dress code was suggested by Eng Hoe at the very last minute on Facebook and Twitter. God knows why. So it wasn't surprising that some of my classmates didn't get the message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Amanda was lucky though; she wore a red T-shirt that day, which was purely a coincidence, I swear. Evelyn, on the other hand, was a totally different story. She had to actually ring her roommate and ask her to bring her red T-shirt all the way to college, so that she won't feel like being left out. Poor lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The guys were even worse. Apart from Kai Yen, the rest of them had absolutely no idea about the dress code. Hmmm, I wonder who to put the blame on. Some wore black, some wore yellow, and some wore nothing at all (okay, I'm just kidding!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should be thankful that at least the photo-shooting session has gone quite smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElxd4QTgcI/AAAAAAAABkA/WmVA3jymSaw/s1600/38734_410843733094_623648094_4488237_7000874_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElxd4QTgcI/AAAAAAAABkA/WmVA3jymSaw/s400/38734_410843733094_623648094_4488237_7000874_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497049578313318850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More than ten minutes were &lt;s&gt;wasted&lt;/s&gt; spent on discussing about our poses and positions while the poor photographer impatiently waited for us to get ready at the other end. I could sense that he was gnashing his teeth and clenching his fists furiously. (again, I'm just kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without wasting everyone's valuable time, ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElwdEYnuOI/AAAAAAAABjg/5kReAaqBYl0/s1600/38165_410844013094_623648094_4488249_8166872_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElwdEYnuOI/AAAAAAAABjg/5kReAaqBYl0/s400/38165_410844013094_623648094_4488249_8166872_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497048464877926626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First attempt : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISSION FAILED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; How sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feedback : Bland. Blurry. Boring. VERY, VERY BORING. This is not high school, people! It could have been much better; we should have made it less serious but more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElwcmvmYZI/AAAAAAAABjY/_Pj_p9QBZK0/s1600/37716_410850163094_623648094_4488384_2693032_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElwcmvmYZI/AAAAAAAABjY/_Pj_p9QBZK0/s400/37716_410850163094_623648094_4488384_2693032_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497048456921244050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Second attempt : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yay! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feedback : Massive improvements in terms of facial expression and eye contact with the camera. Well, as a matter of fact, one will never go wrong with the colour of red; everyone was obviously in a really good mood. Well done, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;From left to right :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Amos, Leon, Kai Yen, Praise, Siti, Ranita, Vicki, Si Xin, Serene, ME!, Evelyn, Amanda, Su Kheng, Haq, Marian, Jasmine, Kenneth and Eng Hoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElwcaVSCzI/AAAAAAAABjQ/MqEyR8hZr-c/s1600/37716_410850158094_623648094_4488383_6291737_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElwcaVSCzI/AAAAAAAABjQ/MqEyR8hZr-c/s400/37716_410850158094_623648094_4488383_6291737_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497048453589633842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It seemed as though we were celebrating Chinese New Year in the middle of July! HAHA!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Frankly speaking, I wasn't really satisfied with the photos we have taken. In fact, I thought we could be a little more creative and perhaps try to think out of the box, do lots of crazy yet fashionable poses, and act like a trendy supermodel. It should be cool and awesome if we do it. But we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, the time we were given was pretty short too. Nonetheless, we couldn't do anything about it, as some of us had classes later on. Maybe it's just not our day. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyhow, enough of complaint. I don't want to sound like an old dreadful lady, although I already nearly look like one. It's over. And so I will end this post with a rather interesting and random picture of..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElw6BGtAEI/AAAAAAAABjw/Uq6qvaXinZQ/s1600/38734_410843753094_623648094_4488240_3340997_nvv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElw6BGtAEI/AAAAAAAABjw/Uq6qvaXinZQ/s400/38734_410843753094_623648094_4488240_3340997_nvv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497048962213675074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Marian and me. Perfectly stunning. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till the next! Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-347704788160199270?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/347704788160199270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/red-devils-angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/347704788160199270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/347704788160199270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/red-devils-angels.html' title='Red &lt;s&gt;Devils&lt;/s&gt; Angels'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TElxd4QTgcI/AAAAAAAABkA/WmVA3jymSaw/s72-c/38734_410843733094_623648094_4488237_7000874_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-7160782976619295968</id><published>2010-07-22T19:42:00.043+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T23:24:24.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your Face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I suppose you will never learn to respect the others. You think you are outstanding enough to do whatever you like without much consideration of what the others might feel; as if you rule this small piece of land, or worse still, the entire planet. You think you are so superior and special that everything should be done in the ways you prefer, and everyone else should be listening to your orders blindly; even if that means the others might be put into an embarrassing situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; But you know what? I am going to prove that you are so, so wrong. Right in  your  face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't intend to be rude; but frankly, all this just goes to show how pathetic, brainless and mean you are. Shame on you, people. I don't have to respect foolish people like you, and you don't deserve my respect at all.       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Remember : We were not born to serve you in the first place. We are not your slave or servant or whatever you want us to be. I would rather commit suicide or shave my head bald than to have a master like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Your attitude seriously pisses me  off and drives me up the wall most of the time. I am utterly disgusted by your arrogance and selfishness. Sorry, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I am just  going to be truthfully honest with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As far as I can remember, I never felt this furious at anyone before. I normally get this kind of feeling when someone challenges my intelligence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, let me offer you a generous piece of advice and shower you with my words of wisdom --- There is always a limit to everything. Stop being disrespectful to others. Stop creating all those unnecessary high-school dramas. Stop irritating others just so that you can catch their attention. Just stop it. I have had enough of it. If you have nothing else more productive to do, I might as well suggest that you should get a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who are you to proudly claim that our future is in your stupid hand? Who  are you to shamelessly say that you know each and every one of us very  well but fail to spell out our name accurately? Who are you to  conveniently assure us that you will bring a lot of impossible changes to  the world but do absolutely nothing at the end of the day? And who are  you to constantly make empty promises which I am pretty sure you will  never fulfill in a million years of time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You tell me. I am eager and dying to know already --- Who are you?! Or should I rephrase my sentence --- Who the  hell you think you are?! Barack Obama? Thomas Edison? David Beckham? Or  Jay Chou?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Well, to a certain extent, I am actually quite impressed with your courage and capability to talk rubbish and humiliate yourself in front of others from time to time. Not to mention that some of you, too, have a lot of acting  potential which has yet to be discovered by fellow Hollywood directors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What I really don't understand is --- We are all the same mankind created by God; I don't think there is any reason to make anyone of you to be treated differently from the rest. I totally don't understand, and will never agree with the rationale behind the categorisation of students into certain groups, in which yours being the more privileged or powerful one. That just doesn't work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we ever want here is peace and harmony, bear in your mind. Simple as that; not some competition to find out which group is the more popular or fancied gang.   We don't need all these extra elements to prove our presence in a big crowd and to let others notice our existence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So please, open your eyes wide, and wake up before it is too late; otherwise you will end up being rejected by all of us for the rest of your life, without you even realising when and why. I know it is brutal to say this but, as much as I despise and hate you with all my heart, I certainly would not want to see you begging for trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Like I always said, it is never too late to change. It is just a matter of time, and whether or not you are willing to take the initiative to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;** Note : This post is not created to insult or back-stab any party. This post is only a piece of rant by the author to express his/her anger and frustration. The content of this post is merely based on the imagination of the author.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-7160782976619295968?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/7160782976619295968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-your-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7160782976619295968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7160782976619295968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-your-face.html' title='In Your Face!'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-5185701683643025943</id><published>2010-07-17T12:51:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T18:29:44.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh yes, I was involved in a road accident few days ago. Stupid. Don't ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I hit another car accidentally and it was really my fault. I shouldn't have cut into the right lane when I was stuck in a traffic jam. I shouldn't have just focused on the side mirror and accelerated too quickly. In fact, I shouldn't have..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If only I had a time machine and could turn the time back. If only I had listened to my instinct and trusted my heart. And if only I.......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nonetheless, what is done is done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, I drove up to the hillside to settle everything with the victim. He's a young Indian guy. My car slightly scratched his car and hit its right back tail light. But to my astonishment, he demanded RM500 from me! Seriously. That's ridiculous. I tried to negotiate with him, but failed miserably. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Not to mention the fact that my car's condition was even worse. The bumper was terribly damaged; there were lots of scratches around it. The left front light was broken badly too. I was panicked and terrified, but I tried to hold back my tears. I had no choice but to call my dad to come in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My dad insisted on paying that guy RM200 only since the car damage was minor, but he just didn't want to listen. So eventually, we decided to file a police report and claim the money from the insurance company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I cried when I reached home from the police station; and I remained silent for quite a long while. I was so upset and guilty. I just couldn't believe the fact that I have crashed my parents' car. It was really an awful experience, and it's surely unforgettable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I thought I'm going to take public transport to college for ever from that day onwards, but surprisingly, mom and dad still had faith in me and allowed me to drive to college. Thank you for being so considerate and supportive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In a nut shell, this was the first time :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. I banged a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. I filed a police report.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. I received a summon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I nearly got a heart attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. I almost killed myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lesson learnt : I shall be more careful and alert while driving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : 15th July 2010 --- Worst nightmare ever. Hopefully, bad things don't happen twice. *touch wood*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-5185701683643025943?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/5185701683643025943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/bang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5185701683643025943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5185701683643025943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/bang.html' title='Bang!'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8679635179537856273</id><published>2010-07-16T19:32:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T18:30:36.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Gaga is officially banned from my life ever since......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;..... I watched this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="261"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/niqrrmev4mA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/niqrrmev4mA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="261"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I seriously don't buy the concept of this music video. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It just seems so wrong and disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The guy wears fishnet stocking and sleeps on a chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The other guys are all half-naked and merely wearing underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The girl keeps switching sex partners and simulating sex acts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The girl then wears a bra equipped with a rifle and dances like a scary puppet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Some call it a form of art. Some think it is uniquely different. And some compliment its dark nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I don't know. Different people tend to have different points of view and look at things from different perspectives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The chorus is catchy but is also pretty dumb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And the lyrics make no sense at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Maybe it's just me. Maybe it's too adult or sophisticated for my liking. Maybe I'm not that open-minded. Maybe I'm too young to be exposed to it. Or maybe.......... something is really wrong with that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LADY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'm still trying to find something that I would like about this music video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Note to self : I AM NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;GAGA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;!! SO??&lt;/span&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/8340867436915440200-8679635179537856273?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8679635179537856273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/lady-gaga-is-officially-banned-from-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8679635179537856273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8679635179537856273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/lady-gaga-is-officially-banned-from-my.html' title='Lady Gaga is officially banned from my life ever since......'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-2434809235143527738</id><published>2010-07-16T16:15:00.032+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:42:49.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I the only girl who always suffers from severe menstrual cramps?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Please say no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It attacked me, once again. As predicted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh well, it actually attacks me REGULARLY on a monthly basis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I am sick of seeing myself struggling with pain and seeing my poor cervical canal being brutally tortured on this particular day of almost every single month. It just gets worse and worse. And I start to wonder why :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't take cold drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I swear. In fact, I can't even remember when was the last time I ordered an iced drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't take chocolates and coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, that's a lie. Chocolates and coffee are awesome, therefore they should never be banned from my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I have proper sleep every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Okay, again, that's a lie. Of course I would like to rest earlier so that I wouldn't feel sleepy the next morning. But then, college's schedule and the assignments given often drive me mad. I can't take a break and relax since the timetable is so tight. I can't go to bed before I complete my assignments. I basically can't do anything until I have settled college's stuff. See that? College life seriously ruins my health and so college should compensate me for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I exercise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyday&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;occasionally&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;from time to time&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; once in a blue moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Okay, that explains a lot. No further elaboration is required. Not at this stage. But I do talk a lot. Is talking counted as a form of exercise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I drink plenty of water everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh wait a second. Do I? How on Earth would I know? I mean, who would ever bother to measure the total volume of water they drink using a cylinder? Who would ever bother to count how many glasses of water have they drunk in one single day and use some powerful formulae to calculate the average figure?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I watch sitcoms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sitcoms are good. They make you laugh out loud and feel happier. Therefore, you will become a more positive person overall and your health will somehow improve and so, you will eventually say goodbye to menstrual cramps. Okay, I actually made up this baseless theory to support my point. Please don't be misled or get confused. I'm not going to be responsible for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a balanced diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; No fruits. No vegetables. Nothing but meat, meat, ...... and meat. What a healthy lifestyle is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't have to worry about whether or not I have the time to accompany my boyfriend. I don't have to worry about how to apply nice make-up and what to dress for dinner so that I will not embarrass him. I don't have to worry about silly issues like feeding his pet dogs on time, washing and drying his laundries, preparing lunch for him, buying him birthday presents and greeting his parents everytime I meet them. I don't have to worry about other girls stealing him away from me without me even noticing. I don't have to worry about whether or not he will cheat on me, or he will not be committed into our relationship. I basically don't have to worry about ANYHING; which means, I am really healthy, in the sense that I am neither emotionally stressed nor mentally distracted. Besides, I don't experience any hormonal imbalance symptoms. Maybe I will be a bit lonely, but I am so used to it already. So, no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am just an innocent weak fragile lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why must I be treated like that? Why must I go through this kind of pain? Why must I be the unfortunate one? Why me?!! Is this some sort of punishment for not liking Miley Cyrus and for not thinking that Robert Pattinson is charming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. ...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alright, let's just stop here. I don't feel like wasting my time to continue because I'm sure the list will just go on and on and on and take forever to be completed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, while typing this, I am feeling much better. So I suppose it's time to say goodbye. TV, I'm coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : Men are lucky. They will never have to experience the pain of having menstrual cramps, never mind being pregnant and giving birth to babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-2434809235143527738?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/2434809235143527738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/am-i-only-girl-who-always-suffer-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2434809235143527738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2434809235143527738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/am-i-only-girl-who-always-suffer-from.html' title='Am I the only girl who always suffers from severe menstrual cramps?'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-2604398725253525202</id><published>2010-07-04T15:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:47:05.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride a Bike, and Say Hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sitting on the super hard black I-do-not-know-what-it-is rubber/pad/whatever while cycling was beyond torturing. I wonder how come guys can stand the pain. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, like Leon Wee said, wearing diapers will help.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Now this explains everything. No wonder guys don't normally sit on that thing while cycling. They are afraid that......... there will no longer be Father's Day for them. So sad. HAHA!! Alright, I'm just joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I know that cycling in the afternoon is a crazy idea and that exposing my skin to the ultraviolet rays sounds dangerous as I might get skin cancer because of that. But who cares? CYCLING ON THE ROAD WAS REALLY AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The wind that blew in the opposite direction along the way was wild and breezy; I simply loved it that I didn't want to brake but went on cycling, albeit both my legs were already tired and I eagerly needed some rest. As I already said, CYCLING ON THE ROAD WAS REALLY AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Note to self : Why Malaysian girls hate to exercise and get themselves tanned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-2604398725253525202?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/2604398725253525202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/sitting-on-super-hard-black-i-do-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2604398725253525202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2604398725253525202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/07/sitting-on-super-hard-black-i-do-not.html' title='Ride a Bike, and Say Hi!'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-7723977299649652224</id><published>2010-06-30T23:59:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T15:01:59.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Sixth Month --- Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The seniors are gone; we are now the most senior students in college.  Unfortunately, we don't act like one. We don't think like one. And we  certainly don't behave like one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;College was kind of dead without the seniors, to my surprise. And I actually missed some of them. Or should I say, their laughter and noise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm not saying that the juniors are not as cool as the seniors; but truth to be told, I dislike some of them. Maybe it's just me; their attitude sometimes simply drives me crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hopefully the third semester will bring more joy and fun than the previous semesters. With a bunch of crazy non-Maths friends like Amanda, Serene, Eng Hoe, Kenneth, Leon and Vicki, I'm sure it's not something impossible. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Of Mobile Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I just bought my second mobile phone. Okay, my mom was the one who actually paid for it. So thank you!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;It's 5530 XpressMusic, and it looks awesome!! See? I told you one can never go wrong with Nokia's models. That's why what is with every teenager nowadays buying Sony Ericsson mobile phones remaining an unsolved puzzle to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway, I am still trying to get used to its features as it's my first ever phone with a touch screen! NOKIA ROCKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of  Car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mom and Dad are getting a new car! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom and Dad are getting A NEW CAR!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOM AND DAD ARE GETTING A NEW  CAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Happy Papa's Day!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;We celebrated at The Ship as usual, since western food is my dad's all-time favourite. Needless to say, the food was great and we did have a good time over there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I have planned to read more than two books this year, and if I fail to do so, I swear I will burn my laptop. Okay, I'm just joking. I dare not burn it. I still need Facebook and Twitter to enlighten my life. They are my oxygen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Alright, enough of nonsense. Back to my point. During the holidays, I have bought another two new books from Borders at Times Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summary of the books sounds pretty interesting to me; I mean, which romantic novel's doesn't? I can't find any good reason to say 'NO' to books that are as nice as them. I wish I could finish reading them by the end of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So here I am, preparing to change people's usual perception of Malaysians not having the habit of reading books regularly. Reading is my passion. Yes, I do love reading, and there is no doubt that I am truly a Malaysian. Malaysia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Boleh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye June 2010!&lt;br /&gt;~The End~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-7723977299649652224?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/7723977299649652224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-day-of-sixth-month-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7723977299649652224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/7723977299649652224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-day-of-sixth-month-part-3.html' title='The Last Day Of The Sixth Month --- Part 3'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8294334705688753364</id><published>2010-06-30T23:28:00.043+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T17:51:54.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Sixth Month --- Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Knight and Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is terrifically awesome! The film is indeed entertaining. I would still prefer Tom Cruise over Brad Pitt for some reason, after so many years. The on-screen chemistry between Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz is simply fantastic, that they have made the film so alive and exciting. It's an action-packed and funny show to watch on weekends, though some of the scenes are purely dumb and nonsensical. By the way, please don't miss the ending part; it seriously makes me laugh out loud. Rating : 7/10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Legend is Born - Ip Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is so-so only, in my opinion. The plot is kind of dull, and I just don't buy it. Nonetheless, I won't say I am totally disappointed, as most of the fight scenes are still nice and pleasant to watch. I don't know why but I always have this fascination with martial arts. In this action film, I am literally attracted by the beauty of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wing Chun&lt;/span&gt;. Acting wise, Dennis To's portrayal of Ip Man is a bit boring and bland, seeing as he is making his debut as a leading actor. Rating : 5.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Karate Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is okay to me, not really my cup of tea though. It has a rather predictable and weak story line; the bad kid bullies the good kid, the good kid fights back, so the bad kid plays dirty, but the good kid will still win in the end and get the girl. Another thing I don't like about it is that the film looks more like a documentary promoting Beijing as a tourist spot. Nonetheless, kids might love it very much, seeing as the lines are pretty witty, plus Jaden Smith is a really adorable and talented actor. His presence in the film is so strong that I think he has  stolen Jackie Chan's show. Rating : 6/10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Toy Story 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is absolutely brilliant. You can never go wrong with Pixar and Disney. It reminds you of your lovely childhood. It shows you the importance of friendship. It is remarkably outstanding and hilarious. Woody is as charming and likable as usual, while Buzz Lightyear is still the annoyingly stubborn space ranger. Some new characters like Ken and Chuckles the Clown are fresh and cute; but the pink ugly old fat bear really irritates me, to the extent that I would have dumped him too if I were his owner. The only issue I have with this film is that it's a bit draggy in the middle part. Overall, it is a fantastic film and is definitely a must-watch. Rating : 8.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Of Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Went to Penang with my relatives during the holiday. When we were on the way to Penang, something horrible and frightening happened. The stupid menstrual pain came and tortured me again. In the middle of the highways. All of a sudden. You just can't imagine how painful it was. The cramp was beyond excruciating, that I was nearly fainted. Thank goodness there's a rest station nearby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, felt much better after resting for about 2 hours. By the time we arrived Penang, it was already late evening. We stayed in Evergreen Laurel Hotel. I didn't know it was a five-star hotel, because the facilities provided and services offered here were not as good as those I have seen in a four-star hotel at Bangkok. Don't ask me why. But then, our room had a beautiful sea view. It was exceptionally gorgeous. I loved the sea at first sight, though it was slightly polluted. So, it wasn't that bad after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After settling down, we visited our relatives over there. I had no idea what to call them as the relations are way too complicated. All of us went on an eating spree later but I had no appetite at all, as the menstrual pain I suffered just now has utterly spoiled my mood. Nonetheless, it was really great to meet them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The next day, we just drove around and visited some Buddhist temples. The weather was terrifically hot, and we were sweating like mad. But it's all worth it. At least I got to eat some nice food like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;asam laksa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, prawn noodles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Char Kuey Teow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, grilled stingray, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wan Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; noodles, and many many more. Not to mention that the price was reasonably cheap and all of them were delicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, if you are a food person, Gurney Drive is certainly the place you should be looking for. It's a huge night open-air food court. You can see lots of hawker stalls over there, selling different kinds of food and drinks. Although the place is not that clean, one thing is for sure, they all taste good!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Overall, excluding the menstrual pain part, the whole Penang trip was fun, albeit it was short and we didn't stay too long. People over there are friendly and amicable; they help random strangers like us, they show us the correct direction, they took pictures for us, they speak politely and they treat us very well. Last but not least, the streets and roads are much cleaner compared to KL's. The Penang state government has indeed done a very good job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Of BBQ Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was an event planned by Amanda few months back, and I was enthusiastic about it. At first, I thought I couldn't make it because I had no transport and her house was way too far from my place. Thank goodness my aunt was kind enough to fetch me there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was the earliest person from my college to reach her place. Her house was really big and classy; the decoration made me feel like living in Europe. I liked the dry kitchen especially. Simple, tidy and elegant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;At first, we played Monopoly cards (yes, it's a card game and I had honestly no idea that there's such a game) while waiting for the rest to come. Those who made it that day were Jasmine, Janice, Su Kheng, Kenneth, Eng Hoe and Joon Sung. Later on, Amanda brought us to the park outside to look for Jasmine and Sook Chen, who went to cycle around and eventually got lost. Seriously. HAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Amanda's high schoolmates were busy preparing the food and other stuff, while the rest of us from MCKL were enjoying ourselves. Su Kheng went to meet her friend nearby and conveniently abandoned us. I grabbed a bike and cycled with Janice, seeing as it's one of my favourite sports. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The guys, on the other hand, formed a mini football team with Amanda's brother, Gerald, and had called him Gerrard (a Liverpool player) for that purpose. And little Gerald was completely over the moon, because he has finally found some new friends, who were apparently even more playful and childish than him. A bunch of KIDS playing football. Try to visualise that scenario. HAHA!!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When it's dinner time, we decided to sit outside and let Amanda's other friends to eat in the dining room. We didn't mean to be rude but first and foremost, after playing for like one hour, all of us were sweaty and worse still, the guys were extremely stinky and smelly. Ewh~ Secondly, we were loud. We laughed out loud, we screamed out loud, we cheered out loud...... We basically created noise pollution and did everything loudly. Loud enough to crack her nice house. Not that we were desperate or dying to get attention from the others, but that's the real side of us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Let's just skip the food part and move forward to the games sessions. So yeah, after dinner, it's time to have some fun. The first game was 'Minority' and it failed miserably, since there were too many of us and that not everyone was participating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So without wasting time, we moved on to the next game called 'Empire', which was also one of my favourite games, not to mention the fact that I have won the game once last year when we were having a farewell party at Ranita's place, by using the nickname 'Clown'. This time around, I decided to use 'Brad Pitt' as my nickname, as I dislike him very much. No offence, but I don't find him hot and don't think he can act at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But surprisingly, a random friend of Amanda guessed it correctly. I was stunned; I wondered why. I don't know her personally and I don't think I have talked that much with her either. So how on Earth could she guess it correctly? And you know what? The best part was when a petite quiet girl who sat at the corner, Su Yi, killed us off and won the game ultimately. That made all of us shocked and we just stared at her in disbelief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, after having some desserts, it's already late and we needed to rush home, as most of us had a curfew. It was truly an unforgettable night and I believe everyone of us enjoyed it very much. Thanks Amanda for the treat. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;To be continued......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-8294334705688753364?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8294334705688753364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-day-of-sixth-month-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8294334705688753364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8294334705688753364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-day-of-sixth-month-part-2.html' title='The Last Day Of The Sixth Month --- Part 2'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8253264954955105530</id><published>2010-06-30T18:06:00.047+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T19:47:25.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day Of The Sixth Month --- Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Of Examination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Had my last paper on 7th June. It's Economics, one of my favourite subjects. The questions that came out looked familiar, as I have attempted some of them in the past year papers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As usual, I failed to finish the whole paper on time. A lot of time was wasted on certain questions that offered very low marks. I guess I would never learn from my past mistakes. Anyway, it's over and I believe I have tried my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hopefully the result would not be that bad. Fingers crossed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On a side note, I felt glad to see Ms Tan after the examination. She was there to discuss the questions with us, even though it was already late. Thank you, Miss Tan. I really appreciated that. Too bad she will no longer be teaching us in the third semester. I am sure the whole class will miss her. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Of World Cup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yes. It's the World Cup season. Teams that I support this year include Spain, Argentina, Ghana and England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I do watch football. So? That doesn't make me an alien or change the fact that I am clever.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I hate to hear some dumb comments made by the guys. Seriously. For instance, girls watch football for the sake of some hot-looking players. Girls watch football just to accompany or please their guys. Girls know absolutely nothing about football. Girls will never figure out why guys are so into football. Girls act like as though they understand football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, do I really look that shallow-minded? Stop insulting or challenging my intelligence. That just goes to show how superficial guys sometimes are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As a matter of fact, I think both Lionel Messi and Carlos Tevez are fabulous. So are you going to say I'm blind or I'm bad at looking for hot guys? Some even said that Carlos Tevez looks like an uncivilised caveman. But who cares? They have the skills and talent, people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cristiano Ronaldo, on the other hand, is a totally different story. Sorry, but I find him arrogant and not attractive at all. He always does stupid tricks that embarrass himself and, mind you, his over-gelled hair is ugly. Another thing is, he never displays sportsmanship on the field. Not even once. I'm pretty sure one day he will pay the price for his bad attitude. Just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I find myself addicted to football already lately. 'Addiction' does sounds like a negative term right? Doesn't it? I don't just look for gorgeous or cute players in a particular team anymore.  Actually sometimes I will still amuse myself to do that kind of silly  stuff, but now I start to learn to look at the team overall. I look at their positions, line-ups, tactics, and even style of playing. I just somehow develop a passion for football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Another reason why I'm crazy about football is that I like the fact that it is controversial, especially when the issue of whether a player is onside or offside is being brought up. Especially when a referee does a terribly bad judgement and is being boo-ed by the audience. Especially when a player is given a yellow card or a red card for no reason. And especially when you see a team playing dirty yet can't do anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, I guess that's football. The sport that unites the whole world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Of Scholarship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The whole scholarship thing annoyed me a lot. I couldn't believe that the college actually sent me an invoice and demanded RM4000++ from me as the third semester's tuition fees. Worse still, I had to go to the college for more than three times during the holiday to get it settled. And for your information, I wasn't the only victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I hope the college will look at this matter seriously. I'm not joking. The college's system and the staff's efficiency are both in need for some improvement. I don't want to see myself going through this kind of nonsense again. It just made me sick.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thank goodness right now I don't have to pay a cent for the third semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Of Gathering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Went to Karen's place to cycle and play badminton with Jolene, Yean Yi, Mun Horng and Kiki. It was on a random Friday. And it turned out to be a surprisingly fun and exciting Friday. We sweated a lot and enjoyed ourselves very much.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I call them my friends. I can show the ugly yet true side of mine without me feeling mortified or shy. I can talk or laugh or shout as loud as I like without me worrying they will get offended. I can express myself freely and make fun of them whenever I feel like doing so. I don't mind being myself and I am who I am in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are truly my friends. Always have. Always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My high schoolmates ROCK!! So do I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Of Birthdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy birthday, Jit Jean, my lovely cousin!! Your command of Chinese has improved tremendously, so keep up the good work!! Will still read your blog from time to time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy birthday, Karen!! You are still the lovely 'elephant' we respect the most no matter what. I know you wouldn't mind me calling you like that. Enjoy your college life! Take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy birthday, Kiki!! I know the present we decided to give you at the very last minute was kind of weird, but still, I hope you would like it. If you could wear it, we'll be even happier. Just joking, of course.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy birthday, Vei Kit!! Things may seem difficult for you at the moment, but don't worry, I'm sure you can cope with it. Just remember that I am always there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy birthday, Chuen Hoe!! Alright, the celebration was a total mess, I admit. We wanted to fool you but the whole plan was failed. Blame the bad timing. Anyway, enjoy your cake and your big day!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Of Genting Highlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was like a last-minute trip. I have always wanted to go there with my friends, and now here's the golden opportunity. I definitely wouldn't want to miss it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The games were cool but not that scary, especially the roller-coaster with a rather bizarre name called CorkScrew. I was completely fooled by the people's earsplitting screams. CorkScrew wasn't that terrifying after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it was the pirate boat which got me feeling dizzy and gave me a headache. Kai Yen apparently couldn't play that at all. His face was incredibly pale after the ride. Poor thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The weather over there was kind of freezing and cool. Strong wind, fresh air, heavy mist...... Who would every say NO to such a wonderful place! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm starting to love hanging out with my college mates. In the process of getting closer with them, I learned a lot from them too. I never felt this free before, to tell the truth. I am certainly looking forward to joining such a fantastic trip again. It was really an unforgettable experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On a completely unrelated note, I am really proud of the late Mr Lim Goh Tong. His achievements and contributions to Malaysia were undeniably great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Of Loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A student from my college just passed away in a road accident. When I read the news from the paper, I was shocked and terrified, albeit I don't personally know her. She was a junior of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This incident made me think a lot. Life brief candle; life is indeed very short, and unpredictable. We will never know what is going to happen next in our life. Therefore, we should appreciate what we have right now and not take everything for granted, because they may slip away from our fingertips at any point in time, without us even noticing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Something simple yet profound that I have learnt is --- We only live once. Thus, we shall live our life to the fullest. And more importantly, live like as if there is no tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last but not least, rest in peace, Jacinth Wee. Though I'm not a Christian, may God bless you in Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;To be continued......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-8253264954955105530?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8253264954955105530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-day-of-sixth-month-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8253264954955105530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8253264954955105530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-day-of-sixth-month-part-1.html' title='The Last Day Of The Sixth Month --- Part 1'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-466302671696975787</id><published>2010-06-29T19:29:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:53:21.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Classes which I have attended thus far were kind of boring. Apparently, most of us haven't activated our study mode yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;College was incredibly quiet and dead. You could actually hear a needle dropped. *ting* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Frankly speaking, the atmosphere was a bit different and awkward without the seniors. And to my surprise, I actually missed some of them. Their faces. Their voices. And of course, their sense of humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I guess right now, my gang and I are the noisiest in the canteen. We  acted like as if we ruled that territory. But who cares? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We  could spend the whole day playing &lt;s&gt;adults&lt;/s&gt;  &lt;s&gt;kids&lt;/s&gt; babies games, drawing ugly paintings on each other's hands, laughing out loud while hitting the table, complaining about the new timetable, and sharing some stupid jokes. So yeah, we were practically creating noise pollution and yet, felt extremely proud of ourselves at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wow. Can you see the irony? But you know what? It was fun though. And I do mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I had an adorable purple lion, a happy flying elephant, a scorch sparrow which was supposed to be a cute chickie, and a sunflower that had eyes and smiled drawn on my hands. Credits to Marian, Amanda, Kenneth and Leon, who did the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; awesomely wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; paintings. Too bad Eng Hoe didn't get a chance to do it. But no worries, because I did all of them a favour too. Served them right. HAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The thing is --- After all the nonsense we went through, we actually called ourselves a 'senior'. What a big and heavy word is that! Can you believe the fact that I'm now a senior in my college? It just doesn't sound convincing at all, never mind becoming the role model of the juniors. I simply dislike the feeling of putting the weight of the rest of the world on my shoulders, as if I'm an unbeatable superwoman. Well, sometimes, I do wish I am one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As much as I hate to admit it or remind myself about it, maybe it is time for me to grow up. Let's just face the reality. It's my senior year and I definitely will not want to screw it up. It should be one of the most important turning points and memorable moments in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And here is my theory. If I do well in the examinations, I don't have to worry about the scholarship and may as well pursue a degree overseas. But, if I fail to pass with flying colours, my future is gone as I will certainly be stuck at here for the rest of my life and contributing absolutely nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Can you see how huge a difference it can make? Nonetheless, it is always easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny thing is --- Had I understood all these hows and whys, I should have known that it is unwise to waste my time on the net. So what am I doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;p/s : People contradict themselves, most of the time.  As much as I hate to become more mature, I have to, as time goes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : I shall learn to think and type fast so I will not spend too much of my  free time on blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-466302671696975787?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/466302671696975787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/senior-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/466302671696975787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/466302671696975787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/senior-year.html' title='Senior Year'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-6666172095185408235</id><published>2010-06-28T17:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T19:28:28.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TChuoB-Q_gI/AAAAAAAABjI/2JP2Wnnn9fk/s1600/nokia-5530-black-tall_angle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TChuoB-Q_gI/AAAAAAAABjI/2JP2Wnnn9fk/s400/nokia-5530-black-tall_angle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487757779954368002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nokia 5530 XpressMusic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Welcome to MEi XiaN's family. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-6666172095185408235?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/6666172095185408235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6666172095185408235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6666172095185408235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-baby.html' title='New Baby'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TChuoB-Q_gI/AAAAAAAABjI/2JP2Wnnn9fk/s72-c/nokia-5530-black-tall_angle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-6213346737190583969</id><published>2010-06-25T18:06:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T01:10:45.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Relaxed Moment That Only Cost You RM7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Paying  less than RM10 to watch a funny movie with some of my college mates  certainly makes me feel better off, seeing as the scholarship matter is  still bothering me. Yes, this stupid issue is yet to be settled. God knows why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, on a brighter note, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Knight and Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; is seriously a must-watch. GO  WATCH IT AT THE CINEMA NOW! It's a brilliantly presented  romantic action comedy that I have always wanted to watch, albeit I'm  not really a fan of both Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSlOM9c2I/AAAAAAAABi4/Cvw6q4jxPZQ/s1600/Knight_and_day_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSlOM9c2I/AAAAAAAABi4/Cvw6q4jxPZQ/s400/Knight_and_day_09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486882520441910114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, first and foremost, please don't be misguided by the poster, because it is so old-fashioned and looks like those in the 70's or 80's. Not cool. And not so creative. In other words, boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The story is basically about an FBI spy, Roy Miller (Tom Cruise) who meets a not-so-lucky girl, June Havens (Cameron Diaz), at the airport. Then, they starts their dangerous yet thrilling adventure around the world, to protect an intelligent nerdy inventor, Simon Feck (Paul Dano), and his invention, a powerful yet unstable battery called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" id="main" &gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zephyr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. What a weird name is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSj73JFMI/AAAAAAAABig/F-1nHVgRgTU/s1600/425.knight.day.diaz.cruise.lc.042010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSj73JFMI/AAAAAAAABig/F-1nHVgRgTU/s400/425.knight.day.diaz.cruise.lc.042010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486882498338690242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tom  Cruise looks really cool in certain scenes, though he is old, and a  bit short. Yup. He's slightly taller than me only. No wonder he disliked  his ex-wife, Nicole Kidman wearing high heels whenever the both of them   attended an event or function together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSk4ejVeI/AAAAAAAABiw/3hnw2moDqD4/s1600/importimagesource%3DFPICFP_4443101_Cruise_Diaz_DMX+FP_09_1855085.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, back to my point. Watching   the whole movie without feeling bored at all is fantastic. Most of the  time the film just made me burst into laughter. Even Jia Ching was wondering what was so funny about it. The most hilarious scene will be  the moment when Cameron Diaz is drugged and Tom Cruise takes her all the  way to his safehouse, an isolated island at who-knows-where-it-is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSk4ejVeI/AAAAAAAABiw/3hnw2moDqD4/s1600/importimagesource%3DFPICFP_4443101_Cruise_Diaz_DMX+FP_09_1855085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSk4ejVeI/AAAAAAAABiw/3hnw2moDqD4/s400/importimagesource%3DFPICFP_4443101_Cruise_Diaz_DMX+FP_09_1855085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486882514610116066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One of the drawbacks of the film will be the development of the plot, which is way too predictable. The good guy is set up by the bad guys and misunderstood by everyone and so he escapes. All the bad guys are desperately looking for the good guy and planning to kill him. Then the good guy beats all the bad guys and win the beautiful girl's heart in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hah! Common. Typical. And a bit dull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Besides that, some scenes are purely ridiculous and do not make any sense at all. Like Tom Cruise will never get shot by the bad guys, the airplane is still flying despite having only a few passengers, the platinum-classed professional assassin is so resilient that he doesn't die immediately after his chest is stabbed by Cameron Diaz, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;bla bla bla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSlpQjFJI/AAAAAAAABjA/oB6cFvWafU8/s1600/Knight-and-Day-upcoming-movies-9645167-400-294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSlpQjFJI/AAAAAAAABjA/oB6cFvWafU8/s400/Knight-and-Day-upcoming-movies-9645167-400-294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486882527704716434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But who cares? The on-screen chemistry between Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz actually works! It's like zinc and sulphur. When they chemically react with one and other, they produce flame and a near explosion. BOOM! And we just love to see the both of them arguing, shooting, fighting, kissing, and flirting with each other throughout the movie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSkY-4EPI/AAAAAAAABio/V839cGKBOHw/s1600/arts-knight-day-584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSkY-4EPI/AAAAAAAABio/V839cGKBOHw/s400/arts-knight-day-584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486882506155757810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's not perfect or flawless. Nonetheless, to tell the truth, I was totally entertained. The movie title itself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Knight and Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, may sound lame, but it is truly enjoyable. What more can I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;By the way, please don't miss the ending part. Please swear you wouldn't. I kept laughing out loud and simply couldn't control myself when I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I don't want to be the spoiler here. Just watch it yourself. The trailer itself already sounds convincing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Rating : 7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Something funny happened after the movie. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Joon Sung wanted to return the money back to me because I paid for the movie tickets just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Joon Sung : How much was the  ticket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me : RM7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Joon Sung : Do you have RM10? I pay you RM3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me  : ..........?? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Isn't he cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : 2 more days to enjoy before college starts. Shall I feel excited about it? Mmm. Good question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-6213346737190583969?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/6213346737190583969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/relaxed-moment-that-only-cost-you-rm7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6213346737190583969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6213346737190583969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/relaxed-moment-that-only-cost-you-rm7.html' title='A Relaxed Moment That Only Cost You RM7'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TCVSlOM9c2I/AAAAAAAABi4/Cvw6q4jxPZQ/s72-c/Knight_and_day_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-6576153336535712921</id><published>2010-06-24T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:58:21.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unproductive Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm practically watching football matches and Facebook-ing everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;YES. EVERY SINGLE DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I barely touch my book. In fact, I didn't do any revision at all. Not to mention the fact that I have conveniently forgotten to buy my Contract Law textbook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Room is not cleaned up yet. Hardly do any physical exercise to improve my stamina and fitness. Haven't practiced driving on road since the short semester break started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My first  ever short love story is also kind of dead.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, I did attend club meetings at college, read some novels, play badminton with my secondary schoolmates, and go to Genting Highlands with my college mates though. Apart from that, nothing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wow! What an unproductive holiday I'm having right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Too long a holiday can be I-do-not-know-what-to-do. Seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Things just sound so wrong. Of course I don't want to get lazier and lazier as time goes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I need to do something. And I'm still trying to figure it out. Perhaps finding someone special to inspire me will help a lot. But who is that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; I'm looking for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : Three more days to go before I start my third semester. Why do I even bother to do the countdown? Am I really that bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-6576153336535712921?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/6576153336535712921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/unproductive-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6576153336535712921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6576153336535712921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/unproductive-holiday.html' title='Unproductive Holiday'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-892396063312469905</id><published>2010-06-24T18:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:01:54.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sigh Of Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;First and foremost, I would like to thank Mr Michael for putting everything right just in time. You are, without a doubt, the most responsible, reliable and respectable Director of Student Services of my college. Good job. And once again, thanks. =)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hopefully, the same mistake made by the college assistant would not be repeated twice. Or should I say, thrice? 'Cos the same thing happened to me too last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The efficiency at work is a serious issue to look at. I sincerely wish that the college will not turn a blind eye to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have had enough of this kind of nonsense already. Will they ever listen with open ears, accept with open minds, and then, change for the better? You know what? I have no idea. And I too, seriously doubt that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But then, I guess I shall just get used to it, knowing the fact that this is the CULTURE of my homeland for ages and this is the ATTITUDE people in my homeland are having. I am sure you know what I mean, provided you are a Malaysian.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My point is, I can't bear to have another furious quarrel or heart attack. I hate putting up a fight and will certainly not do so if it is unnecessary, because that is just not me. I always try to control my temper well and speak as polite as I can to people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nonetheless, as much as I enjoy peace, if things that I deserve to get do not come to me for some dumb reasons, sorry, as I will definitely argue my points and defend my own rights until I breath my last. That goes without saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thank goodness I don't have to go through all that stuff because everything is back to normal, with some magical help from Mr Michael. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Feel extremely glad and relieved right now. I can finally have a nice and sweet dream. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lesson learnt : Always ask for black-and-white when dealing with some important matters, unless I want to get myself into another big trouble. Always double-check with others after things are done, just in case anything goes wrong and anyone puts the blame on you. Always be careful and stay alert. And most importantly, always trust yourself the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : Malaysia is never going to change for the next 50 years. Unfortunately. How sad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-892396063312469905?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/892396063312469905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/sigh-of-relief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/892396063312469905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/892396063312469905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/sigh-of-relief.html' title='A Sigh Of Relief'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4669239415782267389</id><published>2010-06-24T15:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:11:09.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dear blog, if only you could hear me now. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have no mood for holidays anymore, knowing the fact that the college is now trying to extort me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I just couldn't believe that the administration and system of a private college in KL can be this bad. The service and efficiency was certainly not to my satisfaction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Worse still, this wasn't the first time. And I'm not the only one complaining about it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Things were not done on time. Lame excuses were given over and over again. Empty promises were made. To some extent, these things really annoyed me and pissed me off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If there isn't any appropriate action being taken, I'm afraid I'll have to go and make some noise. That's my right. And I'll defend it until the last drop of my blood. If you think it's amusingly funny or that I am kidding, you are wrong.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; I don't like to see my stuff being messed up or myself being fooled  around. Never in my life would I want to see myself being put  into such situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;All I can do right now is to settle this matter and put it right before it's too late. I am dying to know how are these people going to respond to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;p/s : Never challenge me, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : Why am I always the unfortunate one? Damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-4669239415782267389?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4669239415782267389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/unfortunate-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4669239415782267389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4669239415782267389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/unfortunate-one.html' title='In Trouble'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-5718440457123940072</id><published>2010-06-23T22:52:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T00:59:54.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slovenia -vs- England</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Obviously I was on the Three Lions' side. Just a bit surprised to see that mom was the one watching the match with me instead of dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are simply my opinions. Don't take it too seriously. You may disagree with me though :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1. Even David James played better than Wayne Rooney. Brilliant goalkeeping. Mind you, he's the oldest player on the field. But he doesn't like a forty-year-old. In fact, somehow, I think he looks like the adult version of Jaden Smith. I guess maybe it's because of his hairstyle? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2. The first goal came from Defoe!! Splendid job, brother!! It's 1-0 at the moment. Glad to see that England was back in action and taking the lead. On a completely unrelated note, I wondered how tall is Defoe? He looked petite!! And a bit cute too. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3. Steven Gerrard was as fabulous as usual. But I had absolutely no idea why he kept passing the ball to the not-so-good Rooney, because the latter seemed a bit clumsy everytime he got the ball under his feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4. John Terry was actually quite good. As suggested by his name, TERRY-FIC!! But there was one moment I caught him making a mistake though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5. Nothing much to say about Frank Lampard. He has yet to impress me so far. I think he did way better when he was playing for Chelsea in the English Premier League. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6. As predicted, Wayne Rooney was substituted by another player, Joe Cole. To be brutally frank, that guy really should try to control his temper and not let his frustration affect his performance and ruin the whole team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;7. A lot of time was purposely wasted at the corner. Some experts called it a tactic. I have no comment on that though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8. To my astonishment, Joe Cole's performance was even worse compared to Wayne Rooney's. But who cares? They already got 3 points and managed to enter the Top 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Once again, well done, England. Till the next match! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Note to self : I finally understood why people say watching football matches will give you a sudden heart attack. They are just as exciting and thrilling as badminton matches. Am certainly looking forward to watching more of them. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-5718440457123940072?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/5718440457123940072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/slovenia-vs-england.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5718440457123940072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5718440457123940072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/slovenia-vs-england.html' title='Slovenia -vs- England'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-2093858855114293222</id><published>2010-06-22T22:03:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:08:07.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall I Call It 'Memorable'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's an unforgettable experience. Truly unforgettable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Weird&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Unbelievable things simply happen when you least expect them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Don't ask me to explain or elaborate it. I don't even know where and how to start with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What I do know is --- I'm knackered. And dehydrated. At the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But don't worry, I'm still alive. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I guess that's all for now. Need to get myself some rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A sweet and nice dream will help. Well, I hope so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tomorrow will be another tiring day for me. It's college life. What to do? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly brighter note, I had lots of fun today, honestly. It has been a while since I felt so free and joyful. Can't remember though when's the last time. But does that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh. And on a side note, to tell the truth, roller coaster isn't that scary or terrifying at all. Once you scream as loud as you can, you will be just fine. Not to mention that you will not even feel sick or dizzy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till then. Full stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;p/s : Photos may be uploaded soon. Depends on my mood though. Will post them quickly if I feel like doing so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lesson learnt : Never follow your watch's time. Follow the bus manager's handphone's time. Three minutes can make a HUGE difference. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : Drink more water. Wear thicker clothes. Run faster. And be EVEN MORE punctual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-2093858855114293222?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/2093858855114293222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/unforgettable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2093858855114293222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2093858855114293222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/unforgettable.html' title='Shall I Call It &apos;Memorable&apos;?'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-8322150165731435342</id><published>2010-06-21T21:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:36:17.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You just gotta believe it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Though you're not willing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't understand how in the world can Portugal score &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; goals against North Korea? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HOW &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW?!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; THAT'S BEYOND CRAAAAAZY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't think it was entirely the goalkeeper's fault, seriously. He has tried his best to save every shot by the Portugueses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In fact, it was the North Korea's defence that should be blamed. Terribly poor and awful defence. Not to mention that lots of silly and unwanted mistakes were made. Passing was quite horrible too. =X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The whole match was indeed, really, really PAINFUL to watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Knowing the fact that once these North Korean footballers fail to make the cut in the FIFA World Cup 2010, they will be punished and sent to the coal mines to work made me feel even worse. That's nonsense and totally ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But what to do? They squandered so many chances and failed to create opportunities for their teammates. Besides, Portugal's performance was obviously a class above the North Koreans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7-0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW WOW WOW. That really got me speechless and made my jaw drop. What a sensational win for the Portugueses over the North Koreans. Nonetheless, I wasn't impressed 'cos they are not my favourite. Bluek.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Right now, I don't think Ivory Coast stands a chance to enter the Top 16 already, although I badly wish they can make it. But who knows? Things may come to a sudden change at the very last minute. Let's just wait and see and hope for the best. =)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : No matter how much I dislike that guy or find him annoying, I must say Cristiano Ronaldo is a really talented player. He has very good skills and techniques. BUT I STILL HATE HIM. If you ask me when did I start hating him, kindly refer to the match when Portugal was playing against England four years ago in the same event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-8322150165731435342?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/8322150165731435342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/crashed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8322150165731435342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/8322150165731435342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/crashed.html' title='You just gotta believe it.'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-5446169121304303252</id><published>2010-06-19T23:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:12:14.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdly Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I was watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Shrek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; half-way on TV2, then something weirdly random  just crossed into my head --- I realised that some of my college mates look exactly like those characters in that  film!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBzlbGLTKhI/AAAAAAAABiY/ScFSMTh7HeA/s1600/Shrek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBzlbGLTKhI/AAAAAAAABiY/ScFSMTh7HeA/s400/Shrek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484510699907656210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Eng Hoe will be Shrek without a doubt, because.......... of his size I suppose? No offence to big-sized people though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBzla62MFXI/AAAAAAAABiQ/A8Q--w736yA/s1600/donkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 385px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBzla62MFXI/AAAAAAAABiQ/A8Q--w736yA/s400/donkey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484510696866321778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Kenneth will be Donkey, since.......... he is naturally lame and good at complaining?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBzlaSdoESI/AAAAAAAABiI/ZfMDr59UBek/s1600/prince+charming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBzlaSdoESI/AAAAAAAABiI/ZfMDr59UBek/s400/prince+charming.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484510686025879842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Kai Yen will be Prince Charming, since.......... he loves to flick his hair most of the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBzlZVLVHRI/AAAAAAAABiA/fIf44qwG-K0/s1600/Puss-in-Boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBzlZVLVHRI/AAAAAAAABiA/fIf44qwG-K0/s400/Puss-in-Boots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484510669574577426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;And Leon will be Puss-in-Boots, since.......... he is so hyperactive, and always runs everywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, don't punch me on my face guys. And don't peel my skin and eat my flesh. You don't want to be a cannibal. Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shall just switch to the sports channel and continue watching the match between Ghana and Australia. GO GHANA!! MAKE SURE YOU GET 3 POINTS YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then people!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Note to self : Perhaps this will give Amanda some ideas on what to perform during the coming BBQ night. HAH! Genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-5446169121304303252?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/5446169121304303252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/weirdly-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5446169121304303252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5446169121304303252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/weirdly-random.html' title='Weirdly Random'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBzlbGLTKhI/AAAAAAAABiY/ScFSMTh7HeA/s72-c/Shrek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-5516425005234015362</id><published>2010-06-19T12:11:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T16:33:52.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another New One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nine more days to go before I start my third semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A whole new semester. What to expect? I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Shall get my new timetable soon. Hopefully, I don't have to stay back almost everyday like I did during the second semester. Waking up early in the morning and having classes at college until the late evening isn't cool at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On a side note, I can't believe that Miss Tan is not going to teach us Economics anymore. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The funny thing is --- I used to dislike Miss Tan when she first came into my class, to be frank. Her handwriting was horribly untidy (no offence yeah!) and she talked way too slooooowly. Not to mention that she also enjoyed sharing her extremely lame jokes in class, which I didn't even bother to listen to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But surprisingly, as time went by, we just seemed to love and respect her even more. She was not entirely textbook-based, because she certainly knew how to relate her  general knowledge to the theories she taught us. She also always gave us some class tests, which really helped us to understand a particular chapter or topic better.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The best part is --- She never asked us to pay her for all the notes and past year papers she has photocopied or printed for us. Not even once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before our Economics exam, she held an extra class to do some last-minute revision with us and taught us how to score well in the paper. After our Economics exam, she stayed back in the college with the rest us, asking how were we doing and analysing all the questions we have just attempted, even if it was already late night.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Isn't it awesome to have such a good and wonderful lecturer like Miss Tan? Even her jokes are getting more hilarious.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now that she'll no longer be teaching us, I'm seriously going to miss her very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Miss Chiu, if I'm not mistaken, will take over her place. I don't know  her personally, but I wish she will not make Economics a boring and  dreadful subject.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Alright. Enough of nonsense. Time to watch some nice shows. It's TV time!! Ciao. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;p/s : Found this pretty brilliant quote about teachers on the net --- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good teacher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is a master of  simplification and an enemy of simplism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; HAH. That's indeed well said. Words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : New semester. New timetable. New lecturer. Everything's new. What about getting myself a new life? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-5516425005234015362?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/5516425005234015362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-new-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5516425005234015362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/5516425005234015362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-new-one.html' title='Another New One'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4940016398703224726</id><published>2010-06-18T23:31:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:27:51.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet and Sweat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Had a wonderfully exciting and productive badminton and chit-chat session at Karen's place with Yean Yi, Jolene, Kiki and Mun Horng. I wonder when's the last time I sweated so much? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before that, we met each other at Jaya Jusco. Was glad to see Lyn Huei there too, and her choice of birthday present for Kiki. I hope you'll like it, Kiki. Seriously. *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yeah, today's Kiki's 19th birthday. So, happy birthday, dude!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT YOU ARE SO FREAKING OLD ALREADY. I think I can now see all the wrinkles on your forehead. Anyway, don't have to thank me for reminding you that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="UIStory_Message" &gt; 'cos that's what a friend does. HAHA!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Later on, we went to a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; mamak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; stall nearby to have dinner. The place was really crowded and everyone's eyes focused on nothing but the TV screen. No one cared about the food or service. I mean, hello, it's World Cup season. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was Germany against Serbia. Germany was one man down, and they lost 0-1 in the end. Another sad result. Haizh...... I guess my dad's heart was broken after the match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, back to my story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After dinner, Karen was kind enough to drive us home. Thanks Karen! And sorry, 'cos I gave you the wrong direction and caused you to be scolded by your mom. Opps. I should have known that I have an awfully bad sense of direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so guilty just now in the car. So again, sorry yeah Karen! Hopefully you would feel slightly better when you reach home later. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On a side note, I have finally returned the badminton racquet to Louis. Thanks for lending me yeah! So I suppose now it's time to get myself a new one. A NEW BRANDED EXPENSIVE ONE. If possible. I repeat : IF POSSIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : Hanging out with close friends is incredibly awesome! I really started to enjoy my short yet lovely semester break. Thanks guys for all the fun. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-4940016398703224726?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4940016398703224726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/had-wonderfully-exciting-and-productive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4940016398703224726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4940016398703224726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/had-wonderfully-exciting-and-productive.html' title='Wet and Sweat'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-2562661145573163027</id><published>2010-06-17T13:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T15:02:39.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love At First Sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBnFtYTycpI/AAAAAAAABh4/lCBfMqxUwFc/s1600/sf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Welcome to Penang.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8340867436915440200-2562661145573163027?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/2562661145573163027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-at-first-sight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2562661145573163027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2562661145573163027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-at-first-sight.html' title='Love At First Sight'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBnFtYTycpI/AAAAAAAABh4/lCBfMqxUwFc/s72-c/sf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-3719095565365823207</id><published>2010-06-17T00:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:28:46.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does cursing make you feel better?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Apparently not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So why do it in the first place, if you benefit nothing from it at the end of the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Just witnessed something that I couldn't believe it would ever happen. Spain surprisingly lost to Switzerland 0-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. They lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They didn't play well and some players were obviously not in their best form. Everyone saw it, but it's over. And I don't feel like doing all the analyses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But do people really have to curse the players and the team on Facebook or other social networking sites? I mean, that's not what a fan was supposed to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ball is round. Anything can happen on the field during the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;There are times your favourite team will win and lose and even draw with the other teams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When they win, you cheer for them and say proudly to the world that they are the best among the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When they draw with the other team, you sigh but still feel glad and think it's okay because at least they manage to earn a point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But when they lose, why can't you just accept their defeat and move on and continue supporting them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Will the fact that your team has lost change JUST BECAUSE you make some noise and boo at the players? Think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hopefully, Spain will clear the hurdles and win the other two group matches to enter the Top 16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Note to self : Fans nowadays are...... INDESCRIBABLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-3719095565365823207?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/3719095565365823207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/does-cursing-make-you-feel-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3719095565365823207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3719095565365823207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/does-cursing-make-you-feel-better.html' title='Does cursing make you feel better?'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-3283778265990575789</id><published>2010-06-16T00:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:27:31.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Believe it or not, I still have to read the subtitles everytime I watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CSI : NY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I am a huge fan of this TV series since two years ago, and I hardly miss an episode of it; but still, there isn't any obvious improvement yet.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;If I don't take a glance at the subtitles, chances are, I might not know what is going on and how the plot develops. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I know it's a terribly bad habit, but they talk way too fast!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Are all New York's crime scene investigators trained to talk as fast as the speed of light? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I just find it really hard to keep track of what they are trying to say, especially when they use some weird powerful scientific terms that may take me a hundred years to digest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Note to self : Now I wonder how on Earth am I going to sit for my IELTS test? Particularly the listening test. Opps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-3283778265990575789?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/3283778265990575789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-habit.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3283778265990575789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3283778265990575789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/bad-habit.html' title='Bad Habit'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-6681998276691167883</id><published>2010-06-15T20:54:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:54:30.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What I love about KL? Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love KL's air, though it is severely polluted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. I love KL's streets and roads, though they are highly congested most of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. I love KL's food and drinks, though they are expensive and do not taste as good as those at outstation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. I love KL's public transports, though they are slow and do not always arrive on time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. I love KL's cashiers and promoters, though they often offer lousy services. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. I love KL's people, though most of them are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiasu&lt;/span&gt;, selfish, conceited and inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess...... I simply love KL. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When I returned home few hours ago, I noticed that I had this very strong sense of belonging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm finally back to KL. Woohoo!! This is where I live, breathe, study, make friends and enjoy myself the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand why so many of my college mates are dying to go back to their hometown during the holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Home is still the best!! No matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. I don't have to ask a random stranger for direction and certainly will not get lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. I can watch World Cup 2010 and relax myself at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. I can go anywhere I like and meet any friend of mine anytime in the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. I don't have to worry about the ever-changing weather and where to find clean public toilets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. I can check my Facebook status and update my blog whenever I feel like doing so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. LAST BUT NOT LEAST, I can sleep on the bed I'm most comfortable with. Which means, I don't have to suffer from insomnia. I'm really sick of forcing and reminding myself to close my eyes and just sleep and not think about other stupid things everytime I go travelling.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : KL ROCKS. SO DO PEOPLE FROM KL. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-6681998276691167883?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/6681998276691167883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-kl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6681998276691167883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/6681998276691167883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-kl.html' title='I ♥ KL'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-3824920342966091857</id><published>2010-06-12T10:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T11:34:09.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe It's Just Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Believe it or not, the whole thing is still bugging me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I just couldn't believe what I have seen and heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Was it hurtful? Kind of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Was I pissed off? Of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I never expect myself to be put into such situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wish I was just being oversensitive, because that's the last thing I would ever want to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What makes you think in such a negative way remains a puzzle. To me. To everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But you know what? I will be just fine. Yes, seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You can do or say whatever you like. That's your right. No one is going to stop you or penalise you for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But then, please THINK TWICE before you get yourself into trouble; because in the end, you are the one who will suffer and pay the price. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mean what I meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And one thing for sure --- Things aren't going to be the same again next time I see you. Take that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBL2A3gTcHI/AAAAAAAABfY/rsCe2viHpT8/s1600/dreaming_girl-500x375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBL2A3gTcHI/AAAAAAAABfY/rsCe2viHpT8/s400/dreaming_girl-500x375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481714191223189618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : It turns out that, people are far more complicated than I thought. Fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-3824920342966091857?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/3824920342966091857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/maybe-its-just-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3824920342966091857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/3824920342966091857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/maybe-its-just-me.html' title='Maybe It&apos;s Just Me'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBL2A3gTcHI/AAAAAAAABfY/rsCe2viHpT8/s72-c/dreaming_girl-500x375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-2904777486550879704</id><published>2010-06-11T23:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T00:48:04.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When you know that something terribly wrong is going to happen and that you are capable of doing something to change the whole situation before it is too late, will you try to fix it up or just turn a blind eye to it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It actually took me quite a long time to embrace the fact. I didn't feel as genuinely happy as I thought I was supposed to when I first heard the news; in fact, I was rather shocked, and scared, to be frank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;People tend to follow their first instinct, or listen to their heart. But in reality, there are so many other things to consider. Have they thought about which direction are they heading, how will their dear ones feel, and most importantly, what are the possible consequences of their action? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I once thought that I know everyone in my life very well. Unfortunately, I was proven wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Should I just mind my own business and not give it a damn? Or should I seriously start gathering other people's views and look for an appropriate solution to it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note to self : Will a small mistake or a bad decision you make unintentionally impact the rest of your life? I'm afraid most of the time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8340867436915440200-2904777486550879704?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/2904777486550879704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2904777486550879704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/2904777486550879704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-4235693134357027248</id><published>2010-06-11T19:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:04:31.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvdyrcDxI/AAAAAAAABfQ/jGxPCmrJj9k/s1600/spain.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvdyrcDxI/AAAAAAAABfQ/jGxPCmrJj9k/s400/spain.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481495885329993490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All hail Spain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIFA WORLD CUP 2010, I'M COMIN'!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvdviEEiI/AAAAAAAABfI/_HcOj6tgldE/s1600/spain_9_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvdviEEiI/AAAAAAAABfI/_HcOj6tgldE/s400/spain_9_1024x768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481495884485366306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Why support Spain football team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They play wonderful and quality football.&lt;br /&gt;2. They have just won the 2008 European Championship.&lt;br /&gt;3. They are currently ranked No. 2 in the world.&lt;br /&gt;4. They have not lost a single match in the 2010 World Cup Qualification.&lt;br /&gt;5. They produce SEXY and EYE-CATCHING  players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, player No. 9 is drop dead &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvdLPbBUI/AAAAAAAABfA/zto3cmRjSCE/s1600/torres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvdLPbBUI/AAAAAAAABfA/zto3cmRjSCE/s400/torres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481495874743502146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Who is he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvcvGr-nI/AAAAAAAABew/FsTlMM8g_3k/s1600/Fernando-Torres-fernando-torres-5006122-428-333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvcvGr-nI/AAAAAAAABew/FsTlMM8g_3k/s400/Fernando-Torres-fernando-torres-5006122-428-333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481495867190671986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;He's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fernando Torres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvc8uxnZI/AAAAAAAABe4/15_ykEcpIow/s1600/torres+yell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvc8uxnZI/AAAAAAAABe4/15_ykEcpIow/s400/torres+yell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481495870848474514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ROARRR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;See that people, especially GUYS? I always say that guys will never go wrong with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHORT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NEAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (and maybe a bit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPIKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) hair. I just don't understand what's with the long, messy and caveman-like hair? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;p/s : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;buena suerte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, Spain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ^0^ &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/8340867436915440200-4235693134357027248?l=leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/feeds/4235693134357027248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/viva-la-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4235693134357027248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8340867436915440200/posts/default/4235693134357027248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leogirl-meixian.blogspot.com/2010/06/viva-la-vida.html' title='Viva La Vida'/><author><name>MEi Xi@N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08842511056042353021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/SWGupA_kXyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kj6yBjGANx8/S220/PB059921.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RtToTdRn3Yo/TBIvdyrcDxI/AAAAAAAABfQ/jGxPCmrJj9k/s72-c/spain.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340867436915440200.post-898093601196366294</id><published>2010-06-09T20:47:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:32:12.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Friends laugh at your jokes, even if they are not funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Friends make you smile and will never let you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Friends get worried when they see you lose your mind and direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Friends notice your existence and appreciate your presence, even if you think you are merely a small potato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Friends are needed for both joy and sorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt
