<?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-3489208099649870418</id><updated>2011-08-02T10:31:19.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejected Polaroids</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-4949973044572158972</id><published>2010-09-02T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T04:26:12.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>15 days more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super babi fast, right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think it's 15 lah, my Math also a bit suspect wan haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to feel quite jittery lol &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jitters in me timbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashes of KLIA departure moments invade the privacy of my mind nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually, nothing is set in stone. Like. Nothing is ever certain until the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say... How if I suddenly stomach ache until can die, then I miss my flight? Then no KLIA departure moments liao. Fail. Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished reading &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The Book of Tomorrow by Cecelia Ahern&lt;/span&gt;, and I guess that got me wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How if we knew what was going to happen tomorrow? Or the near future? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Would we change what we would do that very day, so as to alter what could have happened the next day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Would there be less regret in the world this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Or is this a form of escapism for the weak who do not want to face the truth but would rather do everything differently just to get ideal results at the end of the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. But I guess this is where I stop myself and chastise my overly thinking mind and go, it's just a book, Rachel. Just a book. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha but it could come in handy though, should I really get a stomach ache the hour before my flight. By reading about the next day in the diary, I would not eat whatever I ate on that day hahha so that my bowels would not be affected the next day and KLIA departure moments would carry on as I predicted it would. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-4949973044572158972?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/4949973044572158972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=4949973044572158972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/4949973044572158972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/4949973044572158972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2010/09/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-3242886335403961967</id><published>2010-08-11T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T03:13:44.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chang moments</title><content type='html'>I was in KLCC the other day where I had lunch with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;mother&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the quaint wooden hard-backed chairs in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Little Penang Cafe&lt;/span&gt;, waiting for my food to be served, I wondered how many more times I will get to have lunch with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sole&lt;/span&gt; reason why we were in KL that morning itself warranted my contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We collected my Visa (which btw, went smoothly, thank God) at Wisma MCA and headed to wherever nearby that could shelter us from the humidity, thus KLCC came into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that gets me thinking. I have about slightly more than a month left before there will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;no more &lt;/span&gt;lunch dates with my mom. Hmmm. We go out quite often, you see and I guess its absence will be something that I will feel profoundly when in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite some time back, when I first got my results, I think, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dad &lt;/span&gt;came home with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ho my goodnessingly &lt;/span&gt;large quantity of durians to celebrate hahaha because they happen to be my favourite fruit. And that made me&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; smile like the sun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dance like a fool&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;shine like gold&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;buzz like a bee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaJ03s968k0/TGJ1cVTm1tI/AAAAAAAAABg/_H_id1dFXLs/s1600/IMG_1172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaJ03s968k0/TGJ1cVTm1tI/AAAAAAAAABg/_H_id1dFXLs/s320/IMG_1172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504090824216336082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;(Actually ah, this one is fake wan, as in not from the batch he brought home that day. This is from duno when, quite a bad picture too, but the only one I have of a durian LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even earlier back, sometime in May, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dad &lt;/span&gt;came home after work and asked me to go out to the car to see something. Hmmm. What is this, quite sneaky. Usually this would mean, help him take out durians from the boot, cos they happen to be his favourite fruit too hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, it wasn't the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;awesome-smelling&lt;/span&gt; fruit this time. I saw some yellow thingies through the window, in the backseat. Fishy, hey. Went closer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;That looks like... Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;da minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;IT IS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Wait, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;no! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;THEY ARE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Spongebob&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Tweety&lt;/span&gt; helium-filled balloons! Swaying gently from side to side. Mine was obviously the Spongebob one. Hahaha Ducky, as it's called, was for mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was on his way back from KL, and I'm not sure if you know, but KL at night, near Dataran Merdeka there, has a lot of people, tourists and locals alike, just chilling and there're vendors selling all sorts of stuff. So my dad saw this dude holding &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18927819246 &lt;/span&gt;helium balloons, all in one bunch walking on the opposite side of the road. What did my dad do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made a U-turn, got stuck in the jam he just got out of, to beli dua belon. Hahha. The guy wanted to give him a, in my father's words, "girl with black hair got fringe wan" but my dad remembered seeing Spongebob on the TV when I used to watch it, so he insisted upon "itu kuning punya, square square" hahaha :') :') :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaJ03s968k0/TGJ05D2JYRI/AAAAAAAAABI/mTjPM8fCIyw/s1600/IMG_5668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaJ03s968k0/TGJ05D2JYRI/AAAAAAAAABI/mTjPM8fCIyw/s320/IMG_5668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504090218233946386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I later found out that the "girl with black hair got fringe wan" was Dora the Explorer. HAHA. Thank goodness he didn't settle for that, cos Dora and I, takde connexion HAHA I never grew up with her programmes lol. Way after my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, the message I'm trying to carry across is that, time is really precious. With time on our hands, we get to experience, and with experience, we get to create memories worth a lifetime. Sometimes I get so frustrated when my parents don't get me, like really really honestly not-my-fault type of don't get me, but putting that aside, I really am going to miss all these other moments that only the Chang family share. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaJ03s968k0/TGJ05vYuVAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gxQRLE0jQ2M/s1600/IMG_5665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaJ03s968k0/TGJ05vYuVAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gxQRLE0jQ2M/s320/IMG_5665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504090229921698818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-3242886335403961967?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/3242886335403961967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=3242886335403961967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3242886335403961967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3242886335403961967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2010/08/chang-moments.html' title='Chang moments'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaJ03s968k0/TGJ1cVTm1tI/AAAAAAAAABg/_H_id1dFXLs/s72-c/IMG_1172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-8217966442353310677</id><published>2010-07-21T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:31:29.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many months have passed and it's already nearing the end of July now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did all that time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams have come and gone, results are out (I met the requirements needed, thank God), and my first year as a university student has come to an end. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If past experiences are anything to go by, then time really flies. But somehow I find that time has come to a standstill these few months leading up to September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't know how I feel. Conflicted, really. I honestly can't wait for September to come as the UK comes with it (if all goes well) and a whole new adventure awaits me. But at the same time, I'm leaving so much behind. However, at this moment, it seems to me that the excitement outweighs all other feelings by just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the UK comes the English Premier League(I HAVE to watch at least ONE live game!!) :D and the Olympics in 2012!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the UK also comes a chance to explore and see the world, starting with the UK itself and hopefully Europe. The expenses issue, yeah, a huge setback. Many things are lined up though, all uncertain but bursting with promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally visit Miss Tiong in Edinburgh &lt;3 and Miss Lim in London &lt;3 and definitely my auntie and cousin in Ireland whom I have not seen for quite a while now! I hope you guys are doing great by the way!! Ireland's also home to, well, not my favourite author, but an author whose books I've read and really liked. Cecelia Ahern. And London's home to Ken Follett. I'm a huge hugeee fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I have this idealistic view of life in the UK (blame the English classics and old Victorian movies) but I guess for now, it's time to get back to reality and see if all this works out, if all this is part of God's plan for me. In the weeks ahead, my full attention will be given to settling my Visa stuff, and then, we'll see where we go from there. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-8217966442353310677?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/8217966442353310677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=8217966442353310677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8217966442353310677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8217966442353310677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-many-months-have-passed-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-2291738657673523253</id><published>2010-05-15T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T11:02:19.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, my bedside table has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of books stacked up on it.&lt;br /&gt;Some for a little bedtime reading, some are there because I study on the bed at times.&lt;br /&gt;So they've just accumulated, some on top of the other with their spines hidden, some next to each other with their titles neatly printed on their spines for the whole world to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a devotional session with my dad just now, he was talking to me about the verse we read. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Psalm 119 : 9-16&lt;/span&gt;. It speaks about how we are to remember His decrees and percepts and word to keep our ways pure. My dad left with me something to ponder upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"So why is it that we spend so much time reading everybody else's word&lt;/span&gt; (taps a book - JK Rowling's word in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix on my table and goes on to lightly jab Jonathan Herring's word in Criminal Law Textbook under Harry Potter) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;but not God's word?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"We can read everrryyyythingggg in whole wide world&lt;/span&gt; (I looked at my shelf stacked with storybooks) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and we forget the most important."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh. Never thought about it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A further impactful verse that struck  me was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;v11&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I have hidden your word in my heart that I may not sin against you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have I hidden His word in my heart? Have I kept His decrees, His percepts, His ways, His word in my heart that I may not sin against Him?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not entirely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I try to? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Erm, I don't think so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY NOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, like my dad said, we spend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; much time memorizing and labouring and agonizing over our studies, in my context it's Law. And I mean, I spend hours going through those stupid cases, those definitions and everything else and I don't realize that none, NONE, of them matter when it comes down to my relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding man. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like seriously.&lt;/span&gt; What use is memorizing all that when I neglect reading His word? His word that is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very light onto my path&lt;/span&gt;? His word that I'm supposed to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; live &lt;/span&gt;by??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I can tell you from memory the sections for the offence of theft. S3 for appropriation, S4 for property and S5 for belonging to another. It's at the back of my hand. But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what for?? &lt;/span&gt;When I don't have the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;word of God &lt;/span&gt;at the back of my hand?? I invested so much time knowing all these that are so... So stupid. When compared with the word of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned and looked at Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (which I have read at least a good 10 times) on my table and it's like, what the gay man, why am I reading that so many times when I have not read the bible through, from page to page, every single word, at least once and understood it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worse now that my do or die finals are drawing ever nearer. It's like I spend almost every waking hour studying (or attempting to study, the distinction of which doesn't really matter cos I'm still sitting there staring at the book) and only a fraction of my time reading the word. Of. God. The word of the one who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holds my future&lt;/span&gt; in His hands. The future which I am currently neglecting His word to study for. Ironic, isn't it. Neglecting the word of God to study for a future determined by God. Like hello, what is wrong with you, woman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-2291738657673523253?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/2291738657673523253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=2291738657673523253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2291738657673523253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2291738657673523253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-my-bedside-table-has-lot-of-books.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-2385431024978118784</id><published>2010-01-13T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:24:56.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Marcus Chong!! I managed to get online!! heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;woohoo&lt;br /&gt;your email canggih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; hshaha why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Marcus says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; excite.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; LOLLLL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;nvr hear b4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; what you thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; ahhahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;i cant send worr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; eh long time d la... now only you notice haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; oh i must come online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;try online?&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;why not i send to your email?&lt;br /&gt;which email should i send to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; oh yeah hor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; email better leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; erm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; ........@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;excite?&lt;br /&gt;yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; no no that one died long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; haahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; not exciting anymore i guess&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(me: I really duno HOW he comes up with this kinda comments LOL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i send d&lt;br /&gt;hope u receive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; HAHAHA NOT EXCITING ANYMORE HAHAHAHAHAHAA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;so how is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; haven haven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;okie okie&lt;br /&gt;take your time tiger li-li&lt;br /&gt;i shall wait n meditate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; HAHAHA MARCUS THE POWERFUL HAAH WHAT KIND OF SUBJECT TITLE IS THAT LOLLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Marcus says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; its me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; rmb i am the wise n powerful &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH)&lt;/span&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/3489208099649870418-2385431024978118784?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/2385431024978118784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=2385431024978118784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2385431024978118784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2385431024978118784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2010/01/rachel-chang-says-marcus-chong-i.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-4648093220576375872</id><published>2010-01-04T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T08:47:58.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Movies to be released in 2010 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALICE IN WONDERLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARRY POTTER - Deathly Hallows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NARNIA (!!!)&lt;/span&gt; - The Voyage of the Dawn Treader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWILIGHT SAGA - Eclipse&lt;/span&gt; (a bit fast right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOY STORY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHREK 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAW 7&lt;/span&gt; (I didn't know the 6th was out? :/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IRON MAN 2 (!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEX AND THE CITY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLASH OF THE TITANS&lt;/span&gt; (!!!)&lt;/span&gt; (March!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRINCE OF PERSIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THE WOLFMAN (kononnya in Feb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROBIN HOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;LITTLE FOCKERS &lt;/span&gt;(HAHAHAA as in, Meet The Parents, Meet The Fockers, then Little Fockers, geddit??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAPUNZEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Foreign films set to make a stir in 2010 include hard-hitting French prison drama A Prophet and dark Swedish mystery &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faster go read the book now!!! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The author's Stieg Larsson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies I'm interested in mainly because wana check out the actors :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BOOK OF ELI (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Denzel Washington&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN IN ROME (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kristen Bell, Josh Duhamel&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR JOHN (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Channing Tatum, Amanda Seyfried&lt;/span&gt; from Mamma Mia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST SONG (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Miley Cyrus, Liam Hemsworth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Let's see if can fight Lucas Till lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER ME (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Robert Pattinson&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. We shall see if he can stop looking stoned)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOSERS (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Chris Evans, Zoe Saldana, Columbus Short&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETTERS TO JULIET (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Amanda Seyfried&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILLERS (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ashton Kutcher, Katherine Heigl&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALT (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Angelina Jolie&lt;/span&gt; looks pretty hot in the poster. So, Who Is Salt?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEASTLY (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Alex Pettyfer, Vanessa Hudgens, Mary-Kate Olson&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR HIGHNESS (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;James Franco, Zooey Deschanel, Natalie Portman&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BURIED (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ryan Reynolds&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if half of these movies will ever reach Msian shores haha but surely the mainstream ones will? Goodie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, did you know there is gona be a 30 Days of Night 2? -.-&lt;br /&gt;There's gona be National Treasure 3 and Wanted 2 too.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently there's an X-Men: Magneto?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-4648093220576375872?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/4648093220576375872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=4648093220576375872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/4648093220576375872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/4648093220576375872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2010/01/movies-to-be-released-in-2010-alice-in.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-559947092274194308</id><published>2009-12-28T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:50:31.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MIRIAM TIONG   - SCOTLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;LIM WEI ZHEN     - ENGLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;DENISE CHEONG - THAILAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ADRIENNE LIM    - NCO RETREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must some of my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; favourite&lt;/span&gt; people be awayyyyy todayyyyy?!?&lt;br /&gt;Not even in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SAME COUNTRY&lt;/span&gt;!! :'( :'( :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you guys are doing well there :D :D Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD my other favourite bunch is hereeeee :D :D&lt;br /&gt;I will be seeing you guys in a bit! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had the best (it's the first time I'm saying 'best' so.. It really is the best) birthday morning as far as I can remember. My handphone rang at... 12.45am isit? Yeah and I heard from the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;loveliest person &lt;/span&gt;ever. WHO WAS TOTALLY UNEXPECTED!!! Cos I didn't know she would do that!! My goodness, such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, yknow how some people call and wish you HB and then you guys exchange pleasantries for a bit and then hang up? Yeah, it could be because you guys aren't close and the fact that the other person called you to wish you is actually super great already. But I don't know, her call wasn't like the ones I had, it was long and meaningful and extremely heart warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt soo good when she (or was it we? We had one of those "you hang up first!" moments LOL. Always happens with me cos I can't put down the phone hahaha) hung up and it left a very contented feeling in my heart :') You are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;awesome possum&lt;/span&gt; if you're reading this! And she wanted to wish me HB 19 times to complete it. HAHA but I purposely made her lose count lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got another call from another friend minutes after the previous call.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA he was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; HILARIOUS. &lt;/span&gt;I'm not even exaggerating man! Many reasons as to why he was, but AHAHAHA is all I can say. It was extremely sweet of him to actually remember and call and hahaha can't wait to speak to you about your phone call lah, friend :D Classic! "My finish going to credit." LOL fun stuff lah :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still can't believe you called lah!! Besides the fun and humour you provided, it felt very nice, just wonderful, that someone you got to know over the past 4 months would pick up the phone and make the effort to call you up even if just to give you a short wish (which in his case turned out to be a long one lol!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SO THANK YOU BOTH OF YOU!! :') :') :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What we talked about... Just puts a smile on my face when I think about it haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;TO ALL THOSE WHO WISHED ME,&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!!!! :) :) :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really great to receive your texts and Facebook wall posts :')&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for technology hey :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-559947092274194308?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/559947092274194308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=559947092274194308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/559947092274194308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/559947092274194308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/12/miriam-tiong-scotland-lim-wei-zhen.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-9213655328376174941</id><published>2009-12-05T07:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T07:15:19.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alahai... It starts, it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaJ03s968k0/Sxp3sbn-muI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3uDwev7BHPs/s1600-h/CremalleraEnBoca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaJ03s968k0/Sxp3sbn-muI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3uDwev7BHPs/s320/CremalleraEnBoca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411769507452459746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes, silence is golden.&lt;br /&gt;Learn that already, can or not.&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/3489208099649870418-9213655328376174941?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/9213655328376174941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=9213655328376174941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/9213655328376174941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/9213655328376174941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/12/alahai.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaJ03s968k0/Sxp3sbn-muI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3uDwev7BHPs/s72-c/CremalleraEnBoca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6186694662465581910</id><published>2009-11-21T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:16:08.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS IS WHY MARCUS CHONG MAKES MY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;........ fiona got church service&lt;br /&gt;maybe only can come after .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;br /&gt;Oh I see.  Fiona church serv so late? wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;yea lo&lt;br /&gt;tmr sounds like a lucky day&lt;br /&gt;don ask me bout fiona service&lt;br /&gt;i catholic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Chang says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA SO?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus says:&lt;br /&gt;everythin is mornin to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHH :'D&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-6186694662465581910?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6186694662465581910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6186694662465581910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6186694662465581910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6186694662465581910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-why-marcus-chong-makes-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1983713996908872339</id><published>2009-11-20T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:46:14.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"When I use a word," Humpty Dumpty said, in a rather scornful tone, "it        means just what I choose it to mean - neither more nor less."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The        question is," s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;aid Alice, "whether you can make words mean so many        different things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The question is," said Humpty Dumpty, "which is to be        master - that’s all.&lt;b&gt;" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-1983713996908872339?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1983713996908872339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1983713996908872339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1983713996908872339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1983713996908872339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-i-use-word-humpty-dumpty-said-in.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-2677871578536821688</id><published>2009-11-09T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:32:34.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't wait for the day when I don't feel lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to finally get the hang of things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-2677871578536821688?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/2677871578536821688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=2677871578536821688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2677871578536821688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2677871578536821688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-wait-for-day-when-i-dont-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-5097465464265508724</id><published>2009-10-19T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T09:16:03.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt; u noe wat&lt;br /&gt; if i can go fetch u esok&lt;br /&gt; i tell u tmr mornin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Rachel Chang&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt; wahlau&lt;br /&gt; last minute guy ah you&lt;br /&gt; next time propose gf how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Marcus &lt;/span&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Rachel Chang &lt;/span&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt; she may not wait for the next morn&lt;br /&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Marcus &lt;/span&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt; why so far ahead&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;that one i show my bicep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; she faint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; that one is yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH he never fails to make my day :DD&lt;br /&gt;Or my night, whichever. :) Hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-5097465464265508724?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/5097465464265508724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=5097465464265508724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/5097465464265508724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/5097465464265508724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/10/marcus-says-u-noe-wat-if-i-can-go-fetch.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1095901189825901528</id><published>2009-10-15T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T04:02:01.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What do you say to someone whom you know you  may be going to see for the last time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me rephrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you say to your loved one whom you know you may be going to see for the last time on earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I face this weekend ahead of me with a heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you supposed to act, what are you supposed to do??&lt;br /&gt;Especially at the end of the visitation where people say their goodbyes and you know :&lt;br /&gt;That this goodbye of yours may be the very last thing you say to this person?&lt;br /&gt;That this may be the last time you see your ah ma?&lt;br /&gt;That this may be the last time you hug, kiss &amp;amp; hold their hand??&lt;br /&gt;That anything can happen in the spend of 2 months before you next see them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an emotional person.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I don't know how to handle this.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to react to the looming possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to express myself enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grieving internally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-1095901189825901528?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1095901189825901528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1095901189825901528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1095901189825901528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1095901189825901528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-do-you-say-to-someone-whom-you.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-4017168611286734243</id><published>2009-10-09T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:28:29.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seemed so long ago, the day I first received the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is but a fading memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm to go through the whole process, all over again; application, anticipation and, prayerfully, exultation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results the first time were rapture.&lt;br /&gt;This second time... I'd die if they were any different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework &amp;amp; assignments with very soon due dates are not helping.&lt;br /&gt;The workload, if you sit and think about it, can make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-4017168611286734243?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/4017168611286734243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=4017168611286734243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/4017168611286734243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/4017168611286734243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-seemed-so-long-ago-day-i-first.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1344278565652541947</id><published>2009-10-06T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T09:16:53.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DID YOU KNOWWWW.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;blindly &lt;/span&gt;copying Chinese characters is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SUPER KILLER??!!! DAHSYAT MAN, DON'T PLAY WEIH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes get all screwy la, headache la, cos of concentrating so hard and straining eyes so much on the number of strokes of never before seen characters lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously weih like... Do Add Math also easier hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you friend for translating!! Hehe :) Even if amateur style ahahaha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is still going on as per normal for me, stress is inevitable seeing as assignments have started coming in with due dates that are like... A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;blink&lt;/span&gt; away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had Friday's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Mocha Mud Pie &amp;amp; loaded potato skins &amp;amp; Fudgie Brownie &lt;/span&gt;at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Ya ya very syiok, but very bad also, my goodness. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to sing a tongue twister of a song (that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shoo shoo dap dap sha nanananananana yit-ty ke dinga de ding dong wop bam boom rama lama lama lama bala bop wop mop&lt;/span&gt; whatever song from Grease LOL) on Thursday for Orientation dinner. In a group la. But still, pray for me. Haha! COS there're dance steps also!  :|  Lol! Theme's Retro, that's the reason for the song choice ehehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-1344278565652541947?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1344278565652541947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1344278565652541947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1344278565652541947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1344278565652541947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/10/did-you-knowwww.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6661899344346443607</id><published>2009-09-22T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:18:06.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I resume uni tmw! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the yay, I mean. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I really unimaginably miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;those two&lt;/span&gt;.  :(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to spending my next year or so with a certain &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;someonesomeone!!&lt;/span&gt; :):))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Ipoh and came back&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; sunburnt.&lt;/span&gt; Helloooo?? It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Ipoh.&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe flight to the UK to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Greg &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chang Jia Wei!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May both of you stay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;slim &amp;amp; trim &amp;amp; safe&lt;/span&gt; :) !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-6661899344346443607?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6661899344346443607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6661899344346443607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6661899344346443607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6661899344346443607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-resume-uni-tmw-yay-not.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-7568753458371714323</id><published>2009-09-17T01:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:18:56.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;split&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all it takes, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-7568753458371714323?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/7568753458371714323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=7568753458371714323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7568753458371714323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7568753458371714323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/09/split-second.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1514920518718860369</id><published>2009-09-14T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:10:00.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September is a very sad month :(&lt;br /&gt;Lots of tears &amp;amp; sniffles. Awh :'(&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those leaving for the UK, have a safe flight yeah! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-1514920518718860369?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1514920518718860369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1514920518718860369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1514920518718860369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1514920518718860369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-is-very-sad-month-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16039567056016533442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6200086133908937803</id><published>2009-09-13T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T07:23:26.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Update :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2 for RM60, not 50 haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rubi&lt;/span&gt; I mean. And nope, the selection here is waayyyyy less as compared to Aus. :( Haha for flats la. Other stuff, okay. The price for the flats is actually RM10 cheaper than if you buy it overseas, so yes, no need ask brotherfathermothersister buy for you from wherever, buy from Pavilion! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;packedpackedpacked&lt;/span&gt; today, cos I guess it's a new store and it's affordable so people were just constantly entering and buying &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;truckloads&lt;/span&gt; of stuff. Lingerie were like flying off the shelves, duno why suddenly people so in need of them now lol. Li was mighty happy to find ballet flats in her size :) but still, some in her size were sold out, the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when the police conveniently choose to close some roads, some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAIN&lt;/span&gt; roads, like the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Dataran Merdeka&lt;/span&gt; road urgh, so gotto make &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;bighumungousjungous&lt;/span&gt; detours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, today was a good day! I happy! Lol. Days like these, yeah, they &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;rarely&lt;/span&gt; come by. So, when they do, big deal lah :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmw. Uni. 6.15 am. Hooray. Cheer cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tmw. Night. :'( :'( :'( &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Zhheeeennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt; :(:((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-6200086133908937803?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6200086133908937803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6200086133908937803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6200086133908937803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6200086133908937803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/09/update-its-2-for-rm60-not-50-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-2561948659626254918</id><published>2009-09-12T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T08:25:33.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every girl should go check out&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cotton On&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rubi&lt;/span&gt;!! Hehehe :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're now open (finally) in Pavilion!! Which is the first mall in Malaysia to carry that brand I think lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty cheap actually, but I guess a little more here than if you convert directly from AUD. Tax blabla, yknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Aussie, both these shops were available almost anywhere, selling some of the cheapest clothing. Quality a bit suspect lah lol but pretty decent stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Cotton On &lt;/span&gt;had tops that were like 10 AUD which was reaallyy murah. Now, don't you go converting &amp;amp; times how much etcetc cos basically, if you're given 100 AUD to spend, 10 AUD is nothing la.&lt;br /&gt;I got one of those military/cadet caps for... 1 AUD. Hahahaha. Then there're skirts for 10/15 AUD and their own shoes (which are mostly supplied by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rubi&lt;/span&gt;). They sell bags too and scarves haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rubi &lt;/span&gt;on the other hand, is this insane store that sells unimaginable numbers of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;ballet flats.&lt;/span&gt; And other shoes (heels, strappy sandal flats etcetc) But majority ballet flats. And they're affordable!! I paid 7.90 AUD for a pair and there were some like 2 for 25 AUD etcetc. Plenty of choices available, patterns like checks, solid colours, polka dotes, suede material, stars etcetc. Again, quality a bit suspect haha but boleh tahan la, I mean, mine're still in good shape ehehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to check them out soon! Wonder if the variety in the store here is as maju as the ones in the land down under. Heard the prices here are like 2 for RM50 in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rubi&lt;/span&gt; so... Okay laa.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Updates on my driving life (haha) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive everyday now. And&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; Federal&lt;/span&gt; is perpetually jam no matter how early you enter it. Okay la, maybe if you get on it like.. 5am then it'll be clear lol. But 6 onwards.. It's moving, but like&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; crawling &lt;/span&gt;lol. So. Not fun. But boleh tahan. Lol. Oh btw, it takes me 30min to get to uni now :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to be early, not just on time, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt;, because then I'm not stressed and my day starts off well. So upon reaching uni, I have to find a parking spot which is not a problem at 7.15am and this leaves me in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; good mood which is vital in order for me to absorb and study whatever that's being taught that day. I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;happy.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on days when my classes start at 12 noon.... I am&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; in a good mood. Lol. Because, by 8am, all, and I mean &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the parking spaces are taken up. So when I reach uni at 11ish, I basically have to go&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; round &amp;amp; round &amp;amp; round &lt;/span&gt;for 30min, (just imagine watching the clock in yr car go from 11.30 to 12 noon) sometimes more, praying that somebody's class ends at that time. And&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; then&lt;/span&gt;, there're so many other ppl who have classes at 12 noon&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; too&lt;/span&gt; who&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; drive to contend with. So, about 7 cars going round &amp;amp; round like a merry-go-round, fighting for 1 space. Quite pathetic, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;stressful. I don't like. It leaves me flustered &amp;amp; annoyed lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will reach at 10am next time. And even though I'll still get stressed cos of insufficient parking, it won't be so bad cos I won't be rushing for class. And I'll at least have half an hour or so to unfluster myself haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I skidded the other day. It doesn't sound scary but what I mean is, if I didn't stop skidding, confirm hit the car in front sorta thing. Babi lah the car (or rather, driver) in front of me. It was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;gold Avanza.&lt;/span&gt; I was a safe distance away from it (duno if lady or guy so don't care), on the fast lane. And I'm usually quite focused when I drive, cos I'm aware that accidents are really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;quite real&lt;/span&gt; even though you may think it will never ever happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was travelling about 100km/hr I think. Suddenly, out of no where, the it in front,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jammed&lt;/span&gt; on the brakes yknow. Like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;jammed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;jammed&lt;/span&gt; yknow.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; JAMMED!!! &lt;/span&gt;Not the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;brake-lights-come-on-then-car-slowing-down&lt;/span&gt; situation yknow. Literally &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jammed-on-the-brakes-till-car-jerk-forward-noticably-and-body-flung-forward-cos-of-major-inertia &lt;/span&gt;type of jam yknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babi I thought got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt; in front yknow, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dead cow&lt;/span&gt; or smtg, since it braked so suddenly and it was going at 100km/hr too I think. So, naturally, I jammed on the brakes too, and can feel the car sort of stopped, but travelling forward. Those of you who've skidded before would know the feeling. You know you've braked, and your car's not accelerating anymore, but your car's just going forward&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; on it's own accord.&lt;/span&gt; Basically, skidding la. Can hear &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sound &lt;/span&gt;somemore. Of tyres skidding on road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as suddenly as it occurred, the it in front let go of the brakes and&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; joyously&lt;/span&gt; went on with it's journey. Like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HALLO?!!! &lt;/span&gt;I mean, are you out of your mind??? Nothing also simply jammed on brakes, you think at the back nobody isit. &gt;:( It may sound like nothing, but really, skidding is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt; cos you don't know if your car can stop in time. It's like, something you can't control cos you're already on the brakes and the car's just going, until it stops. Like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;horizontal free-falling, &lt;/span&gt;yknow? Hahahha. But yeah, serious stuff. I don't like. Early morning also wana do this kinda dangerous slash lame stunts. Super menyampah urgh. Feel like punching it's face. &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-2561948659626254918?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/2561948659626254918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=2561948659626254918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2561948659626254918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2561948659626254918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/09/every-girl-should-go-check-out-cotton.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-2904029210841639333</id><published>2009-09-04T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:36:29.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It took me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;minutes to get to Taylors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class started at 8am, I woke up at 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; minutes to get to my current uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class starts at 8am, I wake up at 5.45am/6am and leave the house by 6.30/6.45am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; *&amp;amp;!@#$%^^*!!&lt;/span&gt; long jam. And I mean &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&amp;amp;!@#$%^^*!!&lt;/span&gt; man. Seriously, it takes&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 65921473 hours, no, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to reach uni man. Sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still, I reach late, 8am. We have to find parking somemore leh. Go to Law building somemore leh.&lt;br /&gt;Reach class at 8.30 lor. Babi. Was late twice d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think... We'll leave the house by 6.30am next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insane lah, insane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've literally seen&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; dawn break&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;sun rise &lt;/span&gt;these few days. I reckon I'll be seeing a lot more of them in the days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gona be a long 9 months yo. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Classes&lt;/span&gt; (more like just lectures since it's orientation) are fine, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; are nice, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;lecturers &lt;/span&gt;are... Well, they seem good (well spoken English + the way they carry themselves &amp;amp; conduct lectures) but real classes only start next week so we shall see ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a coupla new friends... From close to home ones like Bangsar &amp;amp; Damansara to some from Brunei, Kenya, Johor and of course we have our ex-Taylorians :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say this, and it's true lah okay, that, once you've had a taste of Taylors, everything else pales in comparison. But that's the thing, some people do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; realise that, really. They didn't know that they had the best until they moved on to a less satisfactory (by their standards) place. I've always appreciated Taylors :) I knew that that's like the best lah. As in location, surroundings and facilities. So I never took it for granted and I guess now I have to adapt &amp;amp; make the best of what I have, which is okay la I suppose cos I'm rather adaptable :)&lt;br /&gt;But I don't like the whole waking-up-earlier-than-the-sun-rises crap. Man. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next mission is to conquer the problem of where to makan haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cabana&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Peppercorn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;McDs&lt;/span&gt; and... I have to say it... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Asia Cafe?&lt;/span&gt; Hehe :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-2904029210841639333?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/2904029210841639333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=2904029210841639333' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2904029210841639333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2904029210841639333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-took-me-5-minutes-to-get-to-taylors.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-5960717298541504385</id><published>2009-09-01T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:22:03.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My text to Marcus Chong :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I know la you start next week.. Lol! Tmw orientation ni so no biggie :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pls wish Mandy good luck in driving..&lt;/span&gt; She need it hahaha but she got practice la so ok :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;His reply :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear lord. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That one need to go temple n ask&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;God of Driving&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to help her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tell me how la the class n everthing. I very very curious to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-5960717298541504385?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/5960717298541504385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=5960717298541504385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/5960717298541504385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/5960717298541504385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-text-to-marcus-chong-haha-i-know-la.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-2259562851635568109</id><published>2009-08-28T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:56:26.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only non-Muslims are allowed to attend the upcoming &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Black Eyed Peas &lt;/span&gt;concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I feel like laughing, not at the fact that Muslims can't go but at the fact that, hello, what the heck is this?!, but it's not really that funny, just... Preposterous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually it's quite funny lah, how we're supposed to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;united&lt;/span&gt; and be&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;, everyone being called "Malaysian" instead of segregating the races, but all these are still happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I should be thankful that the non-Muslims get to go instead of banning every &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;race &lt;/span&gt;altogether. And I am! Haha. Was just thinking deeper into it, that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-2259562851635568109?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/2259562851635568109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=2259562851635568109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2259562851635568109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2259562851635568109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/08/only-non-muslims-are-allowed-to-attend.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-421074875025111957</id><published>2009-08-25T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:42:55.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because I was bored, here's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My 31 random food facts.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;(Even the number is so random, I know right. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are bored, like me, read through and see if any of these are the same with you ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I always finish my fries before my main meal (burgers etcetc)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I prefer blunt-edged, naturally soggy fries (not the fake one where it gets soggy after leaving it in a bag for 1 hour) to crispy, pointy-edged ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I like to eat my papayas in cubes, not long long or sliced diagonally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I like eating ice-cream from tubs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I don't usually snack in the cinema or in front of the TV. I feel that I can't concentrate on the taste so it's wasted. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have a lifelong mission to try everybody's nasi lemak and also burgers, western &amp;amp; Ramly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I like McD's coke. Particularly theirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I will pick the flavour chocolate over strawberry anytime. Over vanilla too for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I don't like carrots &amp;amp; corn in the peas-carrots-corn combo. But peas are okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I prefer pisang berangan to pisang emas/tanduk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I do not like jackfruit/nangka but cempedak's cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'd pick rice dishes over noodle ones anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;My favourite type of noodle is kuey tiow. And the fat, translucent one (in asam laksa). I don't dig mee hoon or yellow mee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Cheese, chocolate and peanut butter are my Top 3. Priority given to them in anything. Except maybe potato chips flavour cos I pick hot &amp;amp; spicy or sour cream &amp;amp; onion over cheese lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I won't particularly choose to eat watermelons. But I won't die eating them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I detest fish. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Especially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; steamed fish&lt;/span&gt; ohmygoodnesslah. Fried/asam fish/salmon are negotiable. Actually, I quite like those hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Favourite Baskin Robbins flavour - Pralines &amp;amp; Cream. Cookies &amp;amp; Cream comes in 2nd and surprisingly (perhaps because it's in my everything else) the Peanut Butter &amp;amp; Choc one comes in 3rd hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I like chicken thigh. Very much. Practically flee from breast meat. I can hear Fiona going, Whyyyyy?? at this haha! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I drink less than a cup of water daily. Sometimes none. I basically drink very little fluids in general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I eat the salted egg yolk last when eating mooncake. Also, only like the plain lotus mooncake, no fancy fancy flavours for me hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I like my chocolate plain. No nuts, raisins, fruits, vege or whatever else embedded inside pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I like raisins alone but not in anything else. Eg. cakes, buns, choc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I also like nuts alone but not in anything else. I don't really like almonds &amp;amp; walnuts. Macademias are my favourite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Jams are not my thing. Apricot jam is reallyy not my thing. They should just stick to facials. Apricot facials.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'd pick beef over chicken &amp;amp; pork anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Funnily enough, for a beef lover, I don't really do steaks :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I never eat the icing on cakes (those white &amp;amp; pink cream squiggles) They kinda make me feel sick after I swallow 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Most of the time I only take whipped cream when it's on a Starbucks drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I don't really like lapp cheong (chinese sausage thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Japanese food is at the bottom of my list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I eat the purple Skittles first, followed by the red ones, green, then orange. I give away the yellows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;And finally, I eat waffles, pizza style. None of that "use fork &amp;amp; knife to cut one small cube, eat, then cut another small cube, then another (repeat 63729 times)" for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, there are 31 facts, no need go count count all. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet some of you have total opposites of my like/dislikes eh :) But see, that's why it's so cool. I mean, one man's meat is another man's poison and I guess that's just how we were made. I duno, I find that incredible, how each and everyone of us is fearfully &amp;amp; wonderfully made :) Even if it's about small things such as food hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-421074875025111957?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/421074875025111957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=421074875025111957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/421074875025111957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/421074875025111957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/08/because-i-was-bored-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6474796937372800396</id><published>2009-08-23T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T09:48:18.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel short-changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, no, this is not an emojimo post haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-6474796937372800396?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6474796937372800396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6474796937372800396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6474796937372800396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6474796937372800396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-feel-short-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-604540223398111245</id><published>2009-08-21T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T07:48:25.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Rachel Chang &lt;/span&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;oh.. how to check wan...&lt;br /&gt;heheh&lt;br /&gt;cepat cepat.. double time!&lt;br /&gt;Leeds?&lt;br /&gt;Reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Marcus &lt;/span&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;i tak berapa suka leeds&lt;br /&gt;reading taylors got wert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Rachel Chang&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;manchester HELP also got wert...&lt;br /&gt;but u still wana go there right&lt;br /&gt;ahahah&lt;br /&gt;Wah... u picky ah... dont like Leeds ah.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Marcus &lt;/span&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;oh ya hor&lt;br /&gt;cos reading n taylors like bff&lt;br /&gt;different case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Rachel Chang&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;BFF LOL&lt;br /&gt;Manchester and you like BFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Marcus &lt;/span&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;ya lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;help is like maidagents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; i am the maid ready to go somewhere else to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!! The last part super farny!! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know Marcus, you know he means nothing evil by that :)&lt;br /&gt;Just his unique way of seeing things hehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-604540223398111245?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/604540223398111245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=604540223398111245' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/604540223398111245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/604540223398111245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/08/rachel-chang-says-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-333987731031807610</id><published>2009-08-21T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T06:23:42.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have not finished reading &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Life of Pi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 4 months, I still have not finished reading &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Life of Pi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw btw btw, I'm watching Grey's all over again, starting Season 1. Heehee :)&lt;br /&gt;It's one of my favourite TV series so I'm kinda looking forward to watching the whole lot again (Quite sad right lol) But I only have a week left! So so so. So. So yeah. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I can't wait for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Elevate!!&lt;/span&gt; It is so on. Tomorrow night people, tomorrow night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Imma go try to remember how to drive a manual/stick shift/whateveryoucallit (actually I still remember how to, just that the lifting of the clutch and those multiple leg movements that resemble spasms may not be that smooth hehe) just in case I have to take over the wheel :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-333987731031807610?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/333987731031807610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=333987731031807610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/333987731031807610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/333987731031807610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-not-finished-reading-life-of-pi.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-5602803351433441350</id><published>2009-08-16T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:35:05.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel very..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the prospect of once again being able to read non-stop,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thoughts rudely squirming its way into my conscience, all the while hollering : "Exam! Exam! Study! Study!". Babi betul. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, my journey begins anew, with them books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fellow readers, don't you just&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the feeling of having to break out of your reading momentum when in the middle of reading the best book ever (you thought so at that time)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, I'm even &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;excited at the fact that I just got 4 books, for a really, I mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; good price! Yay! (Big big grin) Thanks my unmentionable dear friend! (HAHA) :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a mighty long list of books that are waiting to be opened, pages waiting to be flipped, leather (yeah, right) spines waiting to be stretched :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Shadow of The Wind  (Carlos Ruiz Zafon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;2. The Cathedral of The Sea  (Ildefonso Falcones)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3. I Know This Much Is True  (Wally Lamb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;4. The Hour I First Believed    (Wally Lamb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;5. Schindler's List  (Thomas Keneally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6. The Gravedigger's Daughter  (Joyce Carol Oates) (Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Oates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Geddit? Edible stuff..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;7. The Book of Lost Things  (John Connolly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;8. Company of Liars   (Karen Maitland)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;9. Perfume   (Patrick Suskind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;10. Son of A Witch  ( Gregory Maguire)  (Sequel to Wicked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11. The Map of the Invisible World  (Tash Aw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12. The Lord of the Rings  (Must I even type the author's name?)  (Fine, J.R.R. Tolkien)  (And yes, I have not read it. Oh, the shame. LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classics (a whole lot of them, but I shall read these few first) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Anna Karenina  (Leo Tolstoy)  (I wonder if it qualifies as a classic?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2. Les Miserable    (Victor Hugo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3. The Age of Innocence  (Edith Wharton)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4. Jude The Obscure  (Thomas Hardy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;5. The Floss on The Mill    (George Eliot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;6. Middlemarch   (George Eliot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books I died halfway reading (either due to exams (boo) or because my brain was still too immature to appreciate such fine works of literature then. Mostly the former though. Hehe) (And I duno why the colours for this section quite sad lol) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Inkdeath  (Cornelia Funke)  (IMPOSSIBLE that this was caused by the latter haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;2. Tess of d'Ubervilles  (Thomas Hardy)  (AS finals, boo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;3. Life of Pi   (Yann Martel)  (Confirm A2 finals, BOO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;4. Temple of The Wind  (Terry Goodkind)  (AS, A2, Semester exams, whatever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. THE BLIND ASSASSIN OMG   (Margaret Atwood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(Obviously the OMG is not part of the title la. Lol. Just expressing my discontentment of not being able to finish it these past few YEARS. Wana know when I started.. Come I tell you. FORM THREE. 15. LIMA BELAS TAHUN. TAHUN PMR)   (So, this one can say, a bit of the latter.. The immature part haha and also I never got back to it after PMR.. Or SPM.. Or.. Heh.. ALEVELS? (NO, I WILL get back to it soon!) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Five People You Meet In Heaven! By Mitch Albom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Buy it, it comes highly recommended :)&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty short, but I tell you, every flip of the page ah.. The feeling is like your heart berdebar-debar.. Super &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tension&lt;/span&gt;. Then suddenly they bomb (they being Mitch Albom, but they sounds cooler LOL) something&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;unexpected&lt;/span&gt; at every end of a chapter which leaves you going like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And then you flip the page to the next chapter imagining&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; sorts of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and the feeling is like.. Like.. You ALevels ppl waiting for the frigging results page to load. HAHA. Okay la not&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kau la.. Heh :P&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/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohOhI1nS7I/AAAAAAAAB5M/CnppXiop7v4/s1600-h/5+people+you+meet+in+heaven.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohOhI1nS7I/AAAAAAAAB5M/CnppXiop7v4/s400/5+people+you+meet+in+heaven.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370628886854323122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohOhsZ_ZuI/AAAAAAAAB5U/2F4vG1HzqZc/s1600-h/5_people1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohOhsZ_ZuI/AAAAAAAAB5U/2F4vG1HzqZc/s400/5_people1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370628896402138850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  They're both the same la lol. Different colour only. Mine's the first hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I WANA SEE THE SHOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohOpCynOCI/AAAAAAAAB5c/mcCKvKqSIyk/s1600-h/5+ppl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 370px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohOpCynOCI/AAAAAAAAB5c/mcCKvKqSIyk/s400/5+ppl.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370629022670075938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so. So. Oh yeah. Watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The Departures.&lt;/span&gt; Super happening movie. To me lah. It's Japanese, and it won lotsa awards.. Best film la, best foreign movie la etcetc. Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohOC1h2YEI/AAAAAAAAB5E/k95vLFa6gJA/s1600-h/departures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohOC1h2YEI/AAAAAAAAB5E/k95vLFa6gJA/s400/departures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370628366275076162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BOY IN THE STRIPED PYJAMAS!!&lt;/span&gt; Must must must.&lt;br /&gt;It's based on a book.&lt;br /&gt;And the story is so... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heartbreaking.&lt;/span&gt; Especially the ending. You will NOT expect the ending. But my saying that already helps you expect the ending right -.- as in cos I told you you will NOT expect it.. So you know to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;expect the UNexpected.&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Which makes it.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;HAHA you get the picture :P&lt;br /&gt;It's about the holocaust days btw, but seen from the eyes of 8 year old Bruno, a German boy whose innocence is his best asset but also his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;It is an amazing story, and like the review said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a film that should be seen.&lt;/span&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohNKtc9p1I/AAAAAAAAB40/ceBoprX20d0/s1600-h/Striped+PJs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohNKtc9p1I/AAAAAAAAB40/ceBoprX20d0/s400/Striped+PJs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627402034423634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohNjD68K1I/AAAAAAAAB48/GilrLa40jWY/s1600-h/striped+PJs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 399px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohNjD68K1I/AAAAAAAAB48/GilrLa40jWY/s400/striped+PJs2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370627820382595922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                    The book and the movie poster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Watch watch!! :) You may cry though, if you're the type to get really absorbed in movies, like me haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-5602803351433441350?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/5602803351433441350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=5602803351433441350' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/5602803351433441350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/5602803351433441350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-feel-very.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SohOhI1nS7I/AAAAAAAAB5M/CnppXiop7v4/s72-c/5+people+you+meet+in+heaven.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6400407197457561490</id><published>2009-08-14T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T04:36:17.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I am ready, for the next phase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-6400407197457561490?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6400407197457561490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6400407197457561490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6400407197457561490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6400407197457561490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-ready-for-next-phase.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-2548303994464446266</id><published>2009-08-12T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:06:35.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't like it when people lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-2548303994464446266?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-7800654295030880536</id><published>2009-08-09T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:22:46.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I agree with Fiona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-7800654295030880536?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/7800654295030880536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=7800654295030880536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7800654295030880536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7800654295030880536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-agree-with-fiona.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6210474114424530744</id><published>2009-08-07T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:00:47.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it one of those nights again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Yeah, as the clock struck 3am, it was one of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those &lt;/span&gt;nights again, or days more like, where I would ask myself, what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; want in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I do this once in a while, but I guess this time it's because it's looming ever nearer now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;What do I want to achieve? What is my purpose in life?&lt;br /&gt;I have a purpose driven life, but have I really grasped the implications of that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sometimes, it's not so wise to sleep late, things like these get you thinking, and you end up sleeping even later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Today, after being supportive for nearly a year, my brother finally came out of the closet and introduced the family to his new boyfriend. His new boyfriend happens to be my ex-boyfriend. Guess I know why that didn't work out now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Poor girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fmylife.com/miscellaneous/4338265" class="fmllink"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-6210474114424530744?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6210474114424530744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6210474114424530744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6210474114424530744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6210474114424530744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/08/make-it-one-of-those-nights-again.html' title='Make it one of those nights again.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-8245583620009677230</id><published>2009-07-24T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T08:23:41.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Won't you just come out already.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"To be released... To be released..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Won't you just come out already. !! Gah. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I'll start something new to entertain you people. Haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post up quotations of other people talking about how their life sucks, so that you won't feel so bad. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not,&lt;/span&gt; that I'm saying your life sucks haha, but everyone could do with a little pick-me-up once in a while :) Even if that pick-me-up comes in the form of reading about other people's misadventures and malangness and sympathising with them. Some are just for laughs, cos they are just plain weird &amp;amp; disturbing. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; life experiences by the way, and are people with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's one :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Today, I opened some small cute birthday gifts at my boyfriend's house. As we left to go out, he slipped me a Tiffany box and said he wanted me to open it in private. Flushed and excited, I opened it to find a ziploc filled with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It was his mustache I had been begging him to shave for months."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Today, I bust my lip when a car bumped into mine. As I headed home, I was stopped by the police who told me my back light was out.  I tried to explain, but it just came out as "fghjiljh" because of my lip. I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; arrested&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; on suspicion of drinking and driving."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one cos this is just so funny :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Today, I was walking through a heavy door at work, so I reached behind me to catch it so it wouldn't slam shut. Little did I know that my boss was walking through right after me. Instead of catching the door, I caught a handful of his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;crotch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA LOL!! I actually thought that the door slammed into the boss' face or something. Right now I'm thinking it's a lady, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IMAGINE,&lt;/span&gt; if it was a guy who grabbed his boss' crotch!! HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just have to read this one :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Today, I said to the pool-boy of my house : "I know what you are doing and you have to stop it." He started shouting that I had no right to tell them what to do and that they were in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; was referring to his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;relationship with my eldest son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;was referring to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;him drinking my beers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duno what to say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Today, I was driving on the freeway when I got a call from my friend explaining that our 2 best friends died in a car accident. I pulled over in hysterics and a police officer came to see what was wrong. I explained what happened and he gave me a ticket for talking on the phone while driving."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malangnyerr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last one, I promise :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Today, my girlfriend of 2 years told me she was pregnant. I started freaking out, so she put her arm around me and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; it's not yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH, LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you don't have it so bad after all eh? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-8245583620009677230?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/8245583620009677230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=8245583620009677230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8245583620009677230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8245583620009677230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/07/wont-you-just-come-out-already.html' title='Won&apos;t you just come out already.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-8602221578874603705</id><published>2009-07-19T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:27:42.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it decided in 8.5 seconds.</title><content type='html'>Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gona be in Bukit Jalil tmw night, catching the 2nd, unexpected, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man U vs Msia &lt;/span&gt;match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Funny stuff man :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;First, &lt;/span&gt;I'm no MU fan. I actually support any team that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; MU, when Arsenal's not playing, during matches with MU in them,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; but Arsenal's dying now anyways lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Second,&lt;/span&gt; I made the decision to go in, approximately, 8.5 seconds. 8, when I went, Er, and 0.5 when I went, Ok! Hahahaha I was on the line with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Andrew Tan,&lt;/span&gt; who so very kindly bought my ticket, when he sprang the question, "You wana go or not? There's still one more. I mean I have money to get one more ticket." And after a few seconds of hesitation, 7.9 to match what I said above, I decided to go. Hahaha. Maybe I'll wear an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Arsenal jersey&lt;/span&gt; and ask &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rooney &lt;/span&gt;to sign it. Heh. I think that's what my bro's friend is doing, except with a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Liverpool&lt;/span&gt; one. Lol! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Third, &lt;/span&gt;I randomly asked&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Miriam &lt;/span&gt;if she wanted to go, I have no idea why, but I just wanted to ask her. Mana tau, she agreed! Hahahaha I never knew she did football :P But all's good cos it'll be our first football match seeing them footballers in flesh! Actually, not for Miriam though, because, she freaking saw Henry, as in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; THIERRY HENRY&lt;/span&gt;, walking on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;streets &lt;/span&gt;in Paris, France!! Unfortunately, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt; did not have enough money, he had to buy 6 tickets before that, and was also already out of the line, so I had to go queue up in Parade to get Mim's tic. Took a while, but managed to get my hands on it hee :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on a separate note, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Public Enemies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was super on for me man! I liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter 6 &lt;/span&gt;was a bit of a disappointment, altered a lot of stuff. The goods and the bads :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Goods :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked some scenes, especially the ones with Ron in them, he just seriously acts so well : the Keeper tryouts scene, the in-love-with-Romilda-Vane one, and the one where he gets poisoned. Cool acting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way there portrayed the Vanishing Cabinets, I thought was brilliant, it being in a triangle-ish shape thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore's black hand, not bad. The ring looks not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cormac McLaggen. Haha. I thought he would look burly and big and ugly, but hey, he's quite good-looking haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the Quidditch scenes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The bads :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NO EMO DUMBLEDORE'S FUNERAL!!&lt;/span&gt; No white tomb, no crying, no chance to show Harry's conviction to stop school and head off on his own to destroy the remaining Horcruxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THEY TOTALLY MISSED OUT THE HOUSE OF GAUNT MEMORY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, there're &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NO Morfin, Merope, Marvolo &lt;/span&gt;etcetc. I'm like.. What?! Cos I really wanted to see how Voldermort's mom &amp;amp; granddad look like. And I just wanted to see how they would portray that whole scene yknow, with the dead snake hanging from the door etcetc. Tapi, betapa sedihnya aku bila aku sedar bahawa tiada such scenenya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very disappointed in the fact that there was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; fighting scenes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;AT ALL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;between the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Aurors &amp;amp; Death Eaters, &lt;/span&gt;it just went straight to them burning Hagrid's hut. Ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green lake in the cave, is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;not even green.&lt;/span&gt; Not a faint hint of green glow pun. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feel that Daniel &amp;amp; Emma Watson &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cannot act.&lt;/span&gt; Harry &amp;amp; Hermione are like, stone, or fake. Like most of us feel that they can't portray the emotions strongly enough. In sad scenes, Hermione is just frowning, with her eyebrows coming together and looking all... Pathetic? Okay, too harsh, erm.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Forlorn? &lt;/span&gt;Whatever lah, just that it doesn't sampai the tahap of sadness she should be showing. I mean, Dumbledore DIED for crying out loud. Lol. I do like her dress though, the one at Slughorn's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book, it was Tonks that found Harry, not LUNA, on the train where he got Petrificus Totalus-ed. There were so few scenes of Tonks, too :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh OH AND, in the book, Harry uses the Invisibility Cloak to get into the Slytherin compartment thing, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Peruvian Total Blackness Powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or whatever the crap it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know la this are minor things, but then.. I duno, it's like they altered a lot of stuff. I mean, dahlah they cut a lot of things, cos tak cukup masa, but they alter things somemore. If cut scenes but accurately portray the remaining ones, then tak&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; begitu&lt;/span&gt; teruk yknow. Yang ini ar, tukar here tukar there. Aih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the effects were good la yknow. The ending, for me and a lot of others, super potong can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Watchmen! &lt;/span&gt;I liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;17 Again &lt;/span&gt;was highly enjoyable for me :):)) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt;, because of the Zac Efron stuff, but cos it's just so funny! And quite cool lah like how he realizes it's not all about basketball but more of helping his kids out. I feel that Zac Efron looks much better here than in High School Musical, although HSM3 was quite good for him too, looks wise, compared to HSM1 &amp;amp; 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma go watch&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; The Notebook &lt;/span&gt;again now haha. That's a pretty good movie too :) I like how they start off with the old man telling the story to the old woman, and how it plays out, like flashback, then present and then back again. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-8602221578874603705?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/8602221578874603705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=8602221578874603705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8602221578874603705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8602221578874603705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/07/make-it-decided-in-85-seconds.html' title='Make it decided in 8.5 seconds.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-576352032442458427</id><published>2009-07-15T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:55:10.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it Gilles de la Tourette Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sl7X8GjrWKI/AAAAAAAAB4k/mZ8r_LhdOJA/s1600-h/Phoebe3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sl7X8GjrWKI/AAAAAAAAB4k/mZ8r_LhdOJA/s400/Phoebe3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358958034169845922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really encourage all of you to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Phoebe In Wonderland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is brilliant and a little strange, and wonderfully unique, starring &lt;span&gt;Felicity Huffman, Patricia Clarkson, Elle Fanning, Bill Pullman, Campbell Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- switch cast off --&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It is heart-warming and may make you tear to see Phoebe struggle through and cope with her disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, it is a fantastical tale of a little girl who won't - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; - follow the rules. She is confounded by her clashes with the rule-obsessed world around her; Why can't she just follow the 'rules'? Why is it that she can't be 'normal'? Why is it that she&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;has to count?&lt;/span&gt; Why does she&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; have to keep on washing her hands until they bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A school play, Alice In Wonderland, provides an escape for Phoebe, who acts like a normal kid then, without the twitching of shoulders &amp;amp; fingers, the imitation of other's sentences, the spitting, the OCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story slowly unrevels to show what Phoebe really has, which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gilles de la Tourette Syndrome &lt;/span&gt;together with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt;, which stands for&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.&lt;/span&gt; And these miraculously disappear when she is in her happy place, when she is enjoying herself in the play rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I encourage you to watch this movie is because of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 reasons,&lt;/span&gt; one, because it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;accurately shows the true symptoms of OCD. &lt;/span&gt;Many ppl say they have OCD when they are particular about things; Cleanliness, Tidiness, doing things the only in their way etc, but some never really understand the true extent of how OCD really affects people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so much more than just being particular about something, it stretches to the extent where people with OCD&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; hurt themselves&lt;/span&gt; because of what they &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to do. And the explanation as to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;why &lt;/span&gt;they&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; have&lt;/span&gt; to do this particular thing is that, they just&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to, they have to do it until it feels &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; And trust  me, you wouldn't understand this unless you either have it or you know a friend who has OCD, the REAL OCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason is because I feel that by watching this movie, more of you will be familiar with the neurological disorder,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Tourette's Syndrome.&lt;/span&gt; It is very well portrayed in Phoebe In Wonderland, except that she doesn't tic very boldly. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the spontaneous utterance of socially objectionable or taboo words or phrases, the repeating of the words of others and repeating one's own words are all there. The counting is also there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that this movie will expose more of you to what this syndrome is so that you may not be so ignorant as to comment, "Why is she so noisy?" or "Why is she blinking so hard? So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;..." or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What &lt;/span&gt;is she doing? What a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;retard&lt;/span&gt;.", should you meet anyone with Tourette's syndrome. These&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; unwarranted audible comments,&lt;/span&gt; though they may not seem to affect them, actually hurts and frustrates these individuals who are already struggling to cope with not just this syndrome but also problems from their everyday life which both you and I go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend of 19, with&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; both OCD &amp;amp; Tourette's (they usually come together)&lt;/span&gt; and I'm very proud of the person she has grown into. She did not get depressed, or should I say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stay&lt;/span&gt; depressed, but emerged as this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;vibrant, honest and outspoken young lady&lt;/span&gt; who is not afraid to dream and to pursue what she wants. Sure, it gets tough when she meets new people who do not understand her syndrome, but instead of feeling angry and upset, I think she sees it as an opportunity to educate others about Tourette's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this time when she was in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;KLCC&lt;/span&gt;, and this girl of a race I shall not mention, turned behind and went&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; "Sewel ar??"&lt;/span&gt; in the most obnoxious way possible. Wah, I tell you ar, I felt like, and still feel like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;punching her face&lt;/span&gt; man. Lol. Beh tahan people making snide remarks without finding out first why she does what she does. Ignorant, self-centred, pea-brained people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why must they be so unkind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with Tourette's lead a normal life; They&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; laugh&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;eat&lt;/span&gt;, they&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; gossip&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;have crushes&lt;/span&gt;, they&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; smile&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;study hard&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;go to the movies&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;do sports&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;attend BBQs&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;go for tuition&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;have a sense of humour&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;go shopping&lt;/span&gt;, they&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; watch football&lt;/span&gt;, they&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; have celebrity idols&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;play the piano&lt;/span&gt;, they &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;like to dress up&lt;/span&gt;, and so many more things they do. I'm just trying to show you how most of them do the same mundane things we do. And I'm sure they don't want our sympathy, just &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my friend says, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sometimes, even to live is an act of courage."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is so true in this cold, cruel and skeptical world of ours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-576352032442458427?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/576352032442458427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=576352032442458427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/576352032442458427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/576352032442458427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/07/make-it-gilles-de-la-tourette-syndrome.html' title='Make it Gilles de la Tourette Syndrome'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sl7X8GjrWKI/AAAAAAAAB4k/mZ8r_LhdOJA/s72-c/Phoebe3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-5636739959659339687</id><published>2009-07-10T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:35:40.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it very hectic, but coolios :)</title><content type='html'>Okay. So. In less than a month, I've been to a different country, and 5 different Malaysian states. Well, it'll be 5 tmw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia, Johor, Perak, Pahang, Kelantan, Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mighty hectic, like come back one day and gone the next, barely time to take a breather, but fun ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the reason why the blog has been dead, and will be dead for the next few days, will be in Penang with a few friends.  :):))&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to spending quality time with y'all yaw! 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Lol. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay la so there's only one thing I can say so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Australia&lt;/span&gt; is freaking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;awesome possum&lt;/span&gt; lahhh. So typical of a Malaysian to sound jakun haha but what to do, it's true, the awesome part I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been here 2 days now and I'm not liking the weather at all, basically because I'm Malaysian and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hot sun &amp;amp; Malaysians &lt;/span&gt;are sorta&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; synonymous,&lt;/span&gt; yknow? Haha :P Well it's super cold here lol. So, yeah, figures. Haha. It's about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14ish degrees&lt;/span&gt; in Sydney and it gets &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;colder at night. &lt;/span&gt;It rained this afternoon in the Reptile Park, drizzled, stopped. Drizzled again, stopped again. It was like a kid playing with those flick-up-to-switch-on-flick-down-to-switch-off buttons. Crazy. Haha. But I thoroughly enjoyed myself today amongst the fat furry &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wombats &lt;/span&gt;:D I even saw a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; platypus!&lt;/span&gt; :DD Super cute lah. And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;echidnas!!&lt;/span&gt; I think they're the most adorable creatures of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;spiky family &lt;/span&gt;:D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Kangaroos and wallabys&lt;/span&gt; roamed freely which meant that their&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; shit &lt;/span&gt;roamed freely too lol. They looked like cat shit, small and berketul, but varied in colour. There were brown ones and blackish ones but the most common would be olive green heaps. Wonderful. Not. Haha.&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/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0g7c92ZSI/AAAAAAAAB3s/WjTApelNdJQ/s1600-h/IMG_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0g7c92ZSI/AAAAAAAAB3s/WjTApelNdJQ/s400/IMG_0456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349468138145998114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0g6H8Y0HI/AAAAAAAAB3M/YXAoOoRDhI4/s1600-h/IMG_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0g6H8Y0HI/AAAAAAAAB3M/YXAoOoRDhI4/s400/IMG_0448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349468115322851442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mommah! &lt;/span&gt;Yknow how I know?? See see down there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0g7EEkdUI/AAAAAAAAB3k/hPaM1IiiCSM/s1600-h/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0g7EEkdUI/AAAAAAAAB3k/hPaM1IiiCSM/s400/IMG_0454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349468131463296322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Joey &lt;/span&gt;peeking out!! Freaking cool!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to tag it as "Joey" but I realized this is not Facebook. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0mOI_oUFI/AAAAAAAAB30/fri6S0PBS2M/s1600-h/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0mOI_oUFI/AAAAAAAAB30/fri6S0PBS2M/s400/IMG_0458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349473956760408146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yknow how they say we're descendants of gorillas? Yeah, I think this case different a bit HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0mO1OxobI/AAAAAAAAB4E/zZx_PEylMOU/s1600-h/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0mO1OxobI/AAAAAAAAB4E/zZx_PEylMOU/s400/IMG_0461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349473968635093426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I mean, c'mon! Look at the similarities. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0mOR-YepI/AAAAAAAAB38/au7aU1AgT4g/s1600-h/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0mOR-YepI/AAAAAAAAB38/au7aU1AgT4g/s400/IMG_0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349473959171095186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, cukup. He shy lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really liked the whole setting of the park, had loads of greenery and it was sorta misty, and inthe afternoon the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sun &lt;/span&gt;peeked out at times, so that meant that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;rays of sun&lt;/span&gt; could be seen &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;streaming&lt;/span&gt; in and all these plus the comfortable cold weather (not contradicting myself, cos it's comfy if you're dressed well and I was, all warm &amp;amp; snugly. Actually just tights, shorts and hoodie lah lol) made the whole second day Australian experience really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fantastic. &lt;/span&gt;Of course there were snake shows and oh oh&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Tasmanian Devils &lt;/span&gt;too!! And their show as well. They are incredibly cute with little intelligent beady eyes, staring into your soul. Okay, minus the soul part lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0mPaI-ICI/AAAAAAAAB4U/gj2CL_WPnvQ/s1600-h/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0mPaI-ICI/AAAAAAAAB4U/gj2CL_WPnvQ/s400/IMG_0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349473978542858274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; koalas&lt;/span&gt; were just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lazy asses&lt;/span&gt; haha though one had a baby clinging onto its mama so that was quite interesting to note and it compensated for their &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;boringness&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. Crazy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;emu &lt;/span&gt;started chasing white kids all around the place haha but I was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; too big for it to handle&lt;/span&gt; so it ran away from me LOL. There was this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; white&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; kangaroo&lt;/span&gt; too, acting all cranky. Later I post up pic of the emo kangaroo k lol. And as I appreciated the place and how well it was kept, I felt that it will defo take some time before we are up to their standard. I mean they really run the place so well, and all animals are very much looked after. Malaysia generally doesn't care two hoots about its animals and that is why the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; likelihood&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;veterinarians&lt;/span&gt; making it big or even surviving in Msia is so slim it's almost &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;aneroxic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at 10am today, left the abang's hse in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ourimbah &lt;/span&gt;at 11am and headed towards &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gosford &lt;/span&gt;for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Reptile Park&lt;/span&gt; where we left at 3pm to balik to abang's kawans' hse. Picked up so fish &amp;amp; chips on the way. Got to meet many new ppl :) Very friendly and accommodating. Kor had to work from 5-9pm so he left with the gang and it was just Jess &amp;amp; I in the house. His laptop &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt; me, duno why no internet and mine was stuck in his house so I had nothing to do and the jet lag plus the lack of sleep finally caught up with me after the busy yet fun day. Wanted to crash on the couch and went in to let Jess know that I was tired and she offered her bed so I just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;konked.&lt;/span&gt; Woke up feeling bad for hogging her bed for 2hrs. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sorry &amp;amp; thanks, Jess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I was so dead tired was because I slept at 3am last night and woke up at 10am. Yesterday, woke up at 5.45am for the flight having only slept at 2am due to some VISA complication. Was on flight&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; MH 141&lt;/span&gt; for about 8 hours and I tell you, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Malaysian Airlines&lt;/span&gt; is&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; the way to go&lt;/span&gt; la. Maybe it's cos I don't fly around much so I'm not really used to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;awesomeness&lt;/span&gt; of MAS haha. I mean, I enjoyed myself&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; immensely &lt;/span&gt;yknow! Haha! Like I had such a great flight weih. Food was terrific, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/span&gt; I reckon is even better than some back home in Asia or smtg man. Pau-ed extra pillow cos no one on my left. Every single time I woke up, I'd find something&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; pleasant&lt;/span&gt; on the tray in front of me. First time is was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Magnum Mini ice-cream, &lt;/span&gt;and I know, no big deal haha, but trust me, when you've just woken up from a nice sleep with a slight neckache, an ice-cream is just what you need to complete the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; just-woke-up feeling &lt;/span&gt;hahaha. Second time I found 2 sandwiches staring back at me just begging me to eat 'em haha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tuna &amp;amp; zuchinni ;) &lt;/span&gt;Coolios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I landed at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sydney airport,&lt;/span&gt; bro was there in a red hoodie, beanie and jeans ready to pick me up and introduce me to Australia :) Headed off to the city centre about 15min away and had dinner at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Seoul-Ria &lt;/span&gt;(yes, Korean food on the first day just minutes after Australia and I made acquaintance lol) which is a super popular makan place on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;George Street,&lt;/span&gt; the main street in Sydney. I reached at about 8pm so dinner ended about 10pm. Then, bro wanted to introduce me to his best friend,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Max Brennan&lt;/span&gt;. Lol. Max Brennan is a chocolate shop by the way haha. So to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Max Brennan Chocolat Shop&lt;/span&gt; we went and had perfumed-waffles with hot Belgium milk chocolate, defo one of the best around. You'll without a doubt want to enjoy that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;perfect combo &lt;/span&gt;on a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cold winter night&lt;/span&gt; man ;) And it's not too costly too. Not those high class extremely pricey places. So I felt very satiated indeed ;) It was packed with ppl, as it was another popular place. So I guess it really helps to have ppl who know where &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'the places to be' &lt;/span&gt;are cos you get great food and company. Like, you wouldn't wana hang out at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Baker's Cottage&lt;/span&gt; when there're &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Murni's and William's and even Asia in 15&lt;/span&gt; around, would you? :P Sooo, yeah, you need connections who have connections yaw ;)&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0cSZsLeCI/AAAAAAAAB3E/qYWoKgH9qZU/s1600-h/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0cSZsLeCI/AAAAAAAAB3E/qYWoKgH9qZU/s400/IMG_0412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463034845427746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see our shadows? :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, if you're in Sydney, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what must you go see?&lt;/span&gt; *Hears a chorus of "Sydney Harbour Bridge!" &amp;amp; "Sydney Opera House!"* Lol. So, that was our next stop. Snapped some pics of us in weird kung fu stances haha. Nearly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; of the cold, with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;icicles &lt;/span&gt;on the tip of my nose and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;frost &lt;/span&gt;clinging to my eyebrows. Yeeeeaaahhhh... No, that didn't really happen. LOL. It's just that it was right next to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sea,&lt;/span&gt; so the wind was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; relentless&lt;/span&gt; and I was shivering my knickers of at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1am&lt;/span&gt; cos that's when we finally left for home lol.&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/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0cRKcWSuI/AAAAAAAAB2k/Rovp07NuHpM/s1600-h/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0cRKcWSuI/AAAAAAAAB2k/Rovp07NuHpM/s400/IMG_0394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463013572627170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0cSEQSbTI/AAAAAAAAB28/uG7tgSMScVM/s1600-h/IMG_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0cSEQSbTI/AAAAAAAAB28/uG7tgSMScVM/s400/IMG_0401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463029091298610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0cR3IgfgI/AAAAAAAAB20/BmhMC10uM-M/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0cR3IgfgI/AAAAAAAAB20/BmhMC10uM-M/s400/IMG_0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463025569005058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0cRtPdmmI/AAAAAAAAB2s/afulNKs-wdE/s1600-h/IMG_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0cRtPdmmI/AAAAAAAAB2s/afulNKs-wdE/s400/IMG_0411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463022913821282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed attempt haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I told my story backwards, started off with today and ended with yesterday lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd post pics up cos I have so many, but I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt;, like those koalas I saw in the park this afternoon HAHA. So, prolly tmw when I have more time ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2.22am now Aussie time and it's time to sleep, mate. Haha. Tmw, time to do a leeetle shopping :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, my brother has &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 pet mice!! &lt;/span&gt;Super cute weih! Actually there were 3, but one escaped and got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;eaten&lt;/span&gt; up by an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;iguana. &lt;/span&gt;Okay, it just escaped lah. I don't even know if iguanas are omnivorous lol. One's grey &amp;amp; white and the other's honey coloured &amp;amp; white :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0g6fPhpHI/AAAAAAAAB3U/UcCJeWIJP0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0g6fPhpHI/AAAAAAAAB3U/UcCJeWIJP0Q/s400/IMG_0426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349468121577137266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-8658876096939987418?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/8658876096939987418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=8658876096939987418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8658876096939987418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8658876096939987418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/06/make-it-in-awesome-australia-d.html' title='Make it in awesome Australia :D'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sj0mPLu49CI/AAAAAAAAB4M/Eton40B7Kok/s72-c/IMG_0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1555898170121271829</id><published>2009-06-17T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:41:44.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it so pointless</title><content type='html'>I just got an alert from Facebook in my email saying that I have a friend request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the name. I wanted to click to read, then I LOOKED at the name again. I mean, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rachel Chang added me as a friend on Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a mo, I thought I actually did something weird like pressed something wrong when I was last on Facebook. Then I was like, even &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; I did press something wrong, can someone actually add their &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ownselves??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirm cannot right. But for a minute I really considered the bizarre notion that I did add myself LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I clicked on her profile, ya lah of course not me lah but my point is, she added me just because we have the same name.&lt;br /&gt;Dot. Dot. Dot. Hello?? So pointless lah, gosh. She's from Taiwan. Even more pointless, because I don't approve anybody I don't know or have not met face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ignore!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-1555898170121271829?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1555898170121271829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1555898170121271829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1555898170121271829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1555898170121271829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/06/make-it-so-pointless.html' title='Make it so pointless'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-8164233989889295067</id><published>2009-06-15T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:45:43.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it a sunny day</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know, what a strange title seeing as it's currently night time now lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A Levels Graduation Ball &lt;/span&gt;was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;awesome, superb, really great,&lt;/span&gt; in my opinion. 70% because of the fact that everybody that mattered was there so the company was just amazing, though some couldn't make it. 30% because it was planned really well etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event went smoothly, though with a few &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;minor&lt;/span&gt; glitches, for example during my classmate's performance, so she had to play the piano impromptu while singing the acoustic version of Pokerface. She &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nailed it&lt;/span&gt; by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people were just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt;. My whole table number 7 was full of PL2 and we had great fun together :) Dance floor is awesome when you're dancing with great company, and in my case, it was happening man with my whole class :) Songs were good, food not too bad, and overall a really good event :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Great job, student council Jan 09 ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Definitely a job well done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving for Australia on Friday morning to visit the brother. Am really looking forward to it now that I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; can actually &lt;/span&gt;look forward to it haha. I mean, before this there were just so many things going on that sorta dampened my mood for Aus. Like my finals just finished then prom then other events that were important. So now, I can finally have the time and mental capacity to look forward to it haha. Fun stuff ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray I do not get &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;swine flu&lt;/span&gt; lol as Australia is hit really badly, particularly Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;I'm of course mostly looking forward to the zoos there! Can't wait. Shopping, depends on the availabilty of cash haha. Weather, it's winter now, so not really happy about that but at the same time I don't really mind it. I'll be flying back with my bro and we'll be back on tanah air Malaysia on July 1st :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for these few days in between, well, it's packed, and that's the way I like it yknow. To have a plan for everyday so that I make &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;full use &lt;/span&gt;of my hols :) Tmw's Ikea and an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;awesome &lt;/span&gt;plan's already brewing for Wed :D Thurs is gona be a fun &amp;amp; informative day which is cool. And then I'm off to the land down under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for this week to unrevel itself ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-8164233989889295067?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/8164233989889295067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=8164233989889295067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8164233989889295067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8164233989889295067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/06/make-it-sunny-day.html' title='Make it a sunny day'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-4275373206669795174</id><published>2009-06-11T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:53:39.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it my very own abang Chang</title><content type='html'>Having a big brother is just so.... Wonderful :):))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, there's the fighting &amp;amp; hair-pulling &amp;amp; sore throats from screaming at each other, but trust me, that ends when both siblings reach their youth. Actually it really only happens when they're small. After that, you really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; the existence of the other. You &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;care&lt;/span&gt; for each other. You &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; each other. You &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;rely &lt;/span&gt;on each other. The only kin you have once your parents pass on. And yeah, sometimes you don't really see eye to eye or you get reprimanded by yr older sibling, but then that's just how life is. You can't be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;up up up&lt;/span&gt; all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I never realized how time passed me by, how I failed to see how my abang of 22 years has grown into a matured (I hope, haha! I'm spoiling it lol) person. Failed to notice how he gained experience from his life and based his advice on them. How wise his thinking is sometimes. I guess I used to see him &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;last time &lt;/span&gt;as just a brother, there in my life as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;just another Chang.&lt;/span&gt; But never really sought advice or asked him his opinion or asked for his help. I'm relating all these of course, to matters of great importance and not just about frivolous stuff like his opinion on clothes etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; many many &lt;/span&gt;miles between us these past few years have indeed affected our communication. I figure that if he had still been in Malaysia, the changes I saw in him yesterday wouldn't haven been such a revelation. It's probably because we don't speak on a daily basis and when we do on the phone, it was for short periods or time, talking about friends and shopping and the weather and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;other everyday stuff&lt;/span&gt;. But the call yesterday, and the events leading up to it,  really made me feel like, wow, my kor is so caring. Like, why didn't I&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; really &lt;/span&gt;see this before? Maybe I just wasn't looking hard enough ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks leading up to my A2 exams, he would ask my mom when my exams were so he could pray for me. He asked me through Facebook when the exact dates of my exams were and what subjects so he could keep track. And he texted on the 4th of June to check up on me. My &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;AS Econs essay &lt;/span&gt;was on 5th June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello hello :) how were the 1st 2 papers? You're pretty good at Law yeah? How do you feel about tmw? Been praying for you and I'm sure He will see you through with the desired results. Just hang on tight and enjoy the ride! Lol and study properly also la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't reply cos I was chanting loads and loads of Econs facts, trying to force them to stick in my brain lol. But the text made me feel loads better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week went by and it was soon time for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A2 Econs essay&lt;/span&gt; paper which was yesterday, 10th (Wed). The time to enter the MPH in Taylor's&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; came and went &lt;/span&gt;and I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;survived&lt;/span&gt; the traumatising ordeal of not knowing what questions would come out and if I could do them and if I should do 25 mark questions etcetc. The next day, today (Thurs), was my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;AS Econs MCQ&lt;/span&gt; paper, so it wasn't as important as yesterday's cos yesterday's is like insane, so many things to memorize, just a lot a lot of notes and all. I took the whole of Tuesday to do more chanting to get all my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; A2&lt;/span&gt; facts in my head and was holed up in my room, memorizing like a crazy retarded nut haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called last night at 10.30pm Malaysian time cos he wanted to ask me how I was doing before the big paper the next day. Actually he got the dates mixed up. He thought the next day, today (Thurs), was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;big A2 essay&lt;/span&gt; paper. Padahal, that afternoon itself I had already sat for the A2 paper. So, what I'm trying to say is, it's so cool that God does this weird things, like how he mixed up the dates, cos if he did not, and if he called on the eve of my real A2 essay exam, I wouldn't have been able to talk to him for 2 hours cos I would need the time to go memorize and.. memorize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead, he called yesterday night and we managed to talk about everything, my babbling on and on about all my present worries and not knowing what I should do and telling him what I thought about the future if things didn't work out and just everything that was on my mind. I could finally &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;unload&lt;/span&gt; to my sibling. Yeah, I have my parents and in fact I unloaded to them last week too haha. But I guess nothing beats telling and getting advice from an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;older youth&lt;/span&gt;, yknow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;worrier&lt;/span&gt;. And I'm a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;perfectionist.&lt;/span&gt; So, that's not a really good combo. If things don't go how I want them to, or how I visualize them to in the future, I start to worry. Excessively. Worry and worry and worry. Blablabla. How if I don't... What if this happens.. And then like that how... If tak jadi then... and so on. I think and think and think too much and get very negative at times. And because of all these, I forget that there's a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Master &lt;/span&gt;at work that actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;already knows&lt;/span&gt; what's gona happen. And He knows the best for me. All I have to do is stop believing the father of lies and start trusting Him. And be patient and see how things unfold instead of speculating with thousands of what ifs. And so this is where abang's maturity comes in. He puts things into perspective. To assure and lemme know that, hey, if tak jadi, tak jadi lah, it wasn't His will. You tried your best. There's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;different plan&lt;/span&gt; for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole convo last night was very assuring and comforting and I realized that my brother is a very caring person. And that he loves me a lot. My&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; fears, &lt;/span&gt;my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cares,&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;worries&lt;/span&gt; just came tumbling out, each competing to have dominance over the other. And abang tried to talk things over and advice. After the depressing an hour or so talk, we started talking about Australia and every other fun things, friends, current happenings, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;zoos.&lt;/span&gt; I guess we all need someone close to talk to sometimes, and if mine can't be with me now, Imma go to him haha. Next week kor, next week ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is a long post, but I guess this is me unloading again ;) Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the convo, a text came in from him saying :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good catching up lil sis! Deep down I know you can do it so fret not, keep your head up and go through them the best you can. Final 50m in the 400m! You can see the ribbon ahead, just gotto touch it. If you need inspiration, think of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Messi, &lt;/span&gt;had growth problem due to hormonal issues and gave everything up to get treatment in Spain. See where he is today in Barca. And of course, our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lord and Saviour &lt;/span&gt;who holds your world in His palms and wants the best for you, His lil sheep :) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, Messi ;) The last words, I felt, were really cute and held a lot of meaning, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;one,&lt;/span&gt; because if you didn't know, Rachel means ewe, female sheep,  so that's really cute, and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; two, &lt;/span&gt;because I remembered then that He is our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sheperd&lt;/span&gt; and we are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His sheep&lt;/span&gt; and He will take care of every lil sheep of His ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You need to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;. All the winners you see, always &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone needs a dream. You&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a dream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening to all my blablablas and yadayadayadas, kor :)&lt;br /&gt;Love you much :):))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we fly back, we will be&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Changs on a plane!&lt;/span&gt; Hahahah yes, very random lol, something created by Ju-Hann haha. Reminds me of Snakes on a Plane, the movie lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-4275373206669795174?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/4275373206669795174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=4275373206669795174' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/4275373206669795174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/4275373206669795174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/06/make-it-my-very-own-abang-chang.html' title='Make it my very own abang Chang'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6606579339541731656</id><published>2009-06-06T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:47:56.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My whole life I place in Your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;God of mercy, humble I bow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In Your presence at Your throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I truly mean every sentence I sing? Especially the first one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so hard to sing this song, especially the first line of this verse, yet it speaks to me greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's literally dealing with faith &amp;amp; trust, placing your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;whole life&lt;/span&gt; in His hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you do it?&lt;br /&gt;Can&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. But I know that I need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so hard, especially right now in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Falling on my knees in worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Giving all I am to seek Your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Lord, all I am is Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fall, oh God, how I want to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to give all I am too, but it feels so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Can I be absolutely His? All of me? All that I am? In this current time?&lt;br /&gt;I want to. I need to. I'm trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-6606579339541731656?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6606579339541731656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6606579339541731656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6606579339541731656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6606579339541731656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-whole-life-i-place-in-your-hands-god.html' title=''/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-7506554729890104129</id><published>2009-06-01T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T05:22:07.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it something that crushes you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Contract Law&lt;/span&gt; was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tort Law&lt;/span&gt; was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sociology&lt;/span&gt; was. I don't know what to say. It was hard. But that's not just it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope I do not lose my A but I think it's very likely that I may.&lt;br /&gt;The questions were harder this time round and I really did misinterpret one essay question. And therefore, I probably lost more marks than I ever have before.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not just all talk yadayada but actually did pretty okay and confirm A. I really do think I did badly for this paper. And. I can't even begin to think what grade I may get. Please oh please, I hope my AS grade will be able to pull this one up. Hopefully the A2 grade will be pullable even. It may be so low that the AS still can't help me get an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am absolutely&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; exaggerating. When I realized what the answer demanded of me after the paper (asking Mrs Ng etc), I was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; crushed&lt;/span&gt; so bad it was even worse than finding out about the big freaking hole in my prom dress (refer previous post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; misinterpreting things and this time I really did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terpesong&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't give the answer that was needed. Not even close. 2nd time d. Last time was Econs. This time, I really did that one essay out of point. I feel like such a. Failure of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;I can just see my A flying away. I am in quite a distressed state right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-7506554729890104129?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/7506554729890104129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=7506554729890104129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7506554729890104129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7506554729890104129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/06/make-it-something-that-crushes-you.html' title='Make it something that crushes you'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-8641173821831021674</id><published>2009-05-20T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:37:46.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it something really dishonest</title><content type='html'>I mean,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, my pretty long tale starts :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Levels Graduation prom is scheduled to be on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14th of June&lt;/span&gt;. My final paper in on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;June 12th&lt;/span&gt;, Friday. You guys might think that shopping for a prom dress around the 1st week of May, is waayyyy too early. But, friend, exam starts on the May 28th for me, so basically there is just no time to shop. Okay, digressing.. but it is necessary to shade some light as to why I felt so majorly disappointed later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes, I managed to get my hands on a dress that I liked and fitted my requirements. My Form 5 one was a tailored, elaborate floor-length gown. I opted for a simple short one this time round which I hoped to get off the rack instead of having to frequently visit a tailor for fittings (which is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; chore, trust me, especially when time is not on your side).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yay yay happy happy. &lt;/span&gt;But it was quite big, and needed to be altered. The boutique (which I so want to name, but not sure whether that constitutes defamation [as I'm gona bantai them later] lol, so I'd rather not) offers alteration services. Cool! So, okay, tuck an inch here, shorten the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ridiculously&lt;/span&gt; long straps, and off it was to wherever the tailor was. And off I went back home. And mind you, I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;real pleased&lt;/span&gt; at being able to procure a suitable prom dress without the need to go from shop to shop, mall to mall. Also, I didn't need to last minute shop on the 12th. If cannot get how? Quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mampus &lt;/span&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back a week or so later. The fitting room area was in semi-darkness, lights dimmed (prolly to create an illusion of you being slimmer or some nonsense like that), I tried on the dress. Oh, it fits, goodie. Hang on.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; is the material not smooth? Something's there.. can't see, too dark, must go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out. Slightly brighter lighting. Looked into the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What. Is. That. Horrendous. Piece. Of. Thing. Across. My. Dress???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overview of the original dress : perfectly smooth, spaghetti-strapped, sweetheart neckline, gathers at the midriff so the bottom skirt is slightly puffed and not flat. Plain black by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I saw. Was. : The straps were lopsided, making the sweetheart neckline look utterly pathetic, and the most shocking thing : lace, one whole strip of lace, was sewn across my hip area in front in a V shape. It may not seem that bad, but trust me, it does &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; go well with the cutting of the dress and the gathers on top. I was speechless. Cos it looked really disastrous. Wow that rhymed. Okay, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought, no worries, it's just sewn on. They can just take it off. And so we asked them to. After the momentary shocked period, my mom &amp;amp; I found it amusing that someone simply added things to ppl's already paid dresses according to their whims &amp;amp; fancies. The lady (A)  said the altering lady (B) prolly got &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;mixed up&lt;/span&gt;, that maybe some other customer wanted to add lace on&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; their &lt;/span&gt;dress. Ok, fine by us. Just get it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady A called up the next day. And here comes the bombshell.&lt;br /&gt;It seems, they can't remove the lace... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;... because... because... it would expose something... expose what thing you ask... expose a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;FREAKING HOLE&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of the dress which happened DURING the alteration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;inconceivable&lt;/span&gt; thing is? Lady A said that she asked Lady B first &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why &lt;/span&gt;she sewed on lace.&lt;br /&gt;Her answer "Oh, I accidentally cut hole. So, put the lace &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so customer won't find out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Won't find out. Won't FIND OUT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Won't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;FIND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was appalled. Has dishonesty suddenly become so prevalent in Msia?? I can't stand dishonesty lah c'mon. This covering up business and hiding the truth just doesn't sit well with me. It's just so. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Insane.&lt;/span&gt; Freaking say it to my face lah. Tell me there's a hole, and maybe choose another dress or smtg. But to be so sly and cover up in hopes that I won't find out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Dahlah cut a freaking hole in my dress thus destroying it, you have the cheek to cover it up??! After I paid in full for it already?? (They'll only alter for you if you pay full cos if you don't pay and then they alter to fit only your size, and u suddenly don't want, then how?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That unscrupulous lady. Has she no principles??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just recently settled for a full refund. Which means. I'm back to square one, of, rushing last minute on June 12th to find a dress that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; to fit properly (no time for alteration duh) for prom, June 14th. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I was happy that I managed to settle this prom dress issue in such a jiffy and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;... I'm not even sure if I can get one on time. All this because of the freaking Lady B who cut a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;big hole&lt;/span&gt; in the front of my dress. AND the fact that she thought to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cover it up &lt;/span&gt;with weird lace so we &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wouldn't find out &lt;/span&gt;is just despicable and makes me even more disappointed/depressed/peeved/insert whatever negative feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : And it's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;renowned boutique&lt;/span&gt; in Damansara Uptown okay! Not some chiplak store or any of those random shops in Bangsar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-8641173821831021674?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/8641173821831021674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=8641173821831021674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8641173821831021674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8641173821831021674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/05/make-it-something-really-dishonest.html' title='Make it something really dishonest'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-7207253234087923477</id><published>2009-05-12T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T04:50:34.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it the race of my life</title><content type='html'>Why ah, am I so affected by everything people say nowadays? I don't mean that in a bad way lol Hahah as in.. like the previous post about being motivated. This time it's by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Fiona Gan &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona texted me and it ended with : Study hard babe! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The finishing line is near!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, again, it may seem trivial to many. But let me paint a picture in attempt to show you how that line has affected me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The finishing line" will probably be just another metaphor to most; symbolizing finishing just any everyday task. It, however, represents something very significant to runners, and being one myself, I fully understand the meaning of "the finishing line", taking it literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess fellow runners will probably understand this fully, what it means to&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;race&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;beating all competition,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're different, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;100m and 400m.&lt;/span&gt; I won't include 800m and 1500m into the comparison cos then they'll just make it a whole lot more complicated. So, 100m and 400m it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;100m;&lt;/span&gt; a short sprint, you'll reach the finishing line soon enough; 13/14 seconds at max?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It being a sprint, you go all out, you put in everything you have, you just run your fastest all the way and when you cross the finish line, you bend double, pant and gulp down air. The race is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're fastest, you get first place. Congrats. It's all good. Not much stamina needed, just speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;400m;&lt;/span&gt; now, this is different. A little more tricky. A little more unpredictable as to who will win. I would know, having run both myself. You don't just finish in 13/14 seconds. It takes much longer, 1 minute 12 seconds, which in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;running time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, is long. (That's my time lah you just insert your time or smtg lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need stamina. But you also need speed, especially for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; 100m. You need to run nearest to the inner side of your lane during the curves, to cut down the distance as the circumference is smaller that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to make sure you don't die halfway, make sure your timing's right, make sure you don't push yourself till your calf &amp;amp; thigh muscles cramp up. Most of all you gotto make sure, if you've been leading&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the whole 300m, that you don't&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;pancit&lt;/span&gt; during that&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; 100m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 100m, being a straight stretch, allows you a really good view of the finishing line. You just want to finish the race and finish first. You just want to, no,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;reach&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it. Sometimes you're just so tired you want it all to be over, to have your midriff snap that yellow ribbon. To rest them tired leg muscles. The adrenaline rush empowers you and you try to keep pushing yourself although your thighs already feel like iron. You feel as if you're gona tumble forward if your body tries to go any faster as your legs can't keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last stretch is, by far, the most tedious part of the race. You either make it or break it. You pancit, and somebody with a better strategy who's been just a step behind all this while, overtakes you and you get 2nd, after all the effort you've put in to remain first during the 300m before that. Or, you might even get 3rd. Completely die(walking) or cramp up, you get last. Faint, and you won't even get a placing. There goes your race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, oh how fortune smiles on you if you manage to sustain your energy all the way and finish first! How exhilarating and familiar that feeling is to me! I've done it. I've made my sports house, my school, my parents, my friends, my whoever else, and most importantly, I've made myself proud. Oh, that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wondrous &lt;/span&gt;feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But see now, everyone who finishes first, had to go through that period of longing, pressure, tension, stress and desperation to reach that finish line. To charge towards it with everything one has. The finishing line is so near! It's just 50m ahead, I just have to get there and end this tiring race. And, ah, I finish in first place and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm ecstatic. I'm on fire. I'm thrilled. &lt;/span&gt;All the training, all the hard work, paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? That's how I view Fiona's sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finishing line is so near! It. Is. SO. Near. After the 300m, that last 100m bit ahead is approaching. I know what it feels like to want to finish a 400m race. Oh, how the leg muscles cry out for relief! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;, you need to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the finish line to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you finish 1st is a different story, you just have to finish the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how I feel about the upcoming A2 exams too I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently running the race of my life.&lt;br /&gt;The finishing line is so near!&lt;br /&gt;Study your hardest, end that race, and hopefully, in first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: My grammar and tenses are all over the place but whatever, I just had to unload the words hahaha and no time to proofread lol :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-7207253234087923477?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/7207253234087923477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=7207253234087923477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7207253234087923477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7207253234087923477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/05/make-it-race-of-my-life.html' title='Make it the race of my life'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-3286993219355422399</id><published>2009-05-08T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:01:07.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it a source of motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miriam Tiong&lt;/span&gt; just has a knack for motivating me without meaning to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in, things she says in passing actually have quite an impact on me and gets me thinking, thus helps motivate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's twice now. I can't remember what the first time was about, but I remember it was something important, something that made a whole load of sense to me and woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, it was regarding our upcoming major major exam, A2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm not the only one when I say that I've been experiencing some sort of a burn out, some sort indifference right now. Stress has been piling up, creating a huge burden on my shoulders and weighing me down. And other things that make it worse, are things about my future that are, in Izzat's words,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; pending&lt;/span&gt;; Not sure; Tak confirm. It makes me lose heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I just sort of.. died. As in, it came to a point where I didn't really care anymore? I mean I still did, but it wasn't my priority. Like, I had no light at the end of a tunnel to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;run my fastest &lt;/span&gt;towards. Just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; slowly, leisurely walking &lt;/span&gt;towards. Or many even just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wondering aimlessly&lt;/span&gt; in the dark. Thus, my progress has been stagnant as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this morning. Mim and I were texting last night discussing stuff and her last reply came in this morning. It said something regarding some normal stuff in the beginning. The text then ended with,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Less than a month more to freedom babe! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Make it worth it&lt;/span&gt;. Take care!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Make it worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Make it worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over and over again&lt;/span&gt; in my head. Make it worth it. What exactly did that mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Make. It. Worth. It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First "It" - Did it mean&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; my studies&lt;/span&gt;? The whole 18 months I've been studying? To make it      worth it? To make it count? To do well in A2 and thus in ALevels? Therefore, to stop feeling this "feeling" and start to realize that I should try my very hardest to do well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or did it mean &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my life&lt;/span&gt;? Currently, as a student? To play my role, as a daughter and student? To make my life worth it by getting the best grades I can try to get so that my future is a little brighter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it may seem that this sentence is so mundane, and that I may have overanalysed it, but it really made me feel something. Made me remember what one of my purposes is. I mean, don't you think what she said makes a whole load of sense? And this leads on to my feeling that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to do my best. Simply because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me that I should, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;make it worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Mim :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-3286993219355422399?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/3286993219355422399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=3286993219355422399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3286993219355422399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3286993219355422399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/05/make-it-source-of-motivation.html' title='Make it a source of motivation'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1433044220066826179</id><published>2009-04-29T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:17:22.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it so biased.</title><content type='html'>So I was revising Socio. Haha and then I came across some very annoying things which I just laughed at but actually it's not that funny lah. It's sexist man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the topic is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gender and Crime&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Otto Pollak gave reasons as to why there is under-recording of female crime. 1 reason :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Women are particularly adept in hiding their crimes because of female biology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Women have become accustomed to deceiving men because traditional taboos prevent women from revealing pain and discomfort during menstruation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Furthermore, women mislead men during sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His work has been criticized for being based upon unsubstantiated stereotypical image of women.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one, which I found more annoying, mostly at the injustice of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Criminal justice as biased against women&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Male &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;offenders&lt;/span&gt; sometimes treated &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;more&lt;/span&gt; sympathetically than their female &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;victims&lt;/span&gt; (rape trials)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted comments of trial judges in rape cases in support of this claim :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is well known that women in particular and small boys are likely to be untruthful and invent stories."&lt;br /&gt;Judge Sutcliffe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is the height of imprudence for any girl to hitch-hike at night. That is plain, it isn't really worth stating. She is in the true sense asking for it."&lt;br /&gt;Judge Richards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last one, which I found paling menyampah :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Women who say no do not always mean no. It is not just a question of how she says it, how she shows and makes it clear. If she doesn't want it she&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; has to keep her legs shut&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;Judge Wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, like with Religion, one has to keep an open mind lol.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the decisions of the justice system is highly gendered and if this is true, the idea of equality before the law is an illusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-1433044220066826179?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1433044220066826179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1433044220066826179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1433044220066826179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1433044220066826179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/04/make-it-so-biased.html' title='Make it so biased.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-7130598546616429526</id><published>2009-04-26T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:58:43.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it weave in and out, in and out.</title><content type='html'>I don't usually blog about my days but lol today a few.. hmm.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I left for the handball tourney at 11. And somehow we only had 1 match at 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Ntg really interesting happened then. We just played as usual blabla.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, since we were playing at OCM, KL, we naturally bertolak to makan lunch somewhere in KL lah.&lt;br /&gt;Parked in Sungei Wang but walked until like end of the world only reached Pavilion lol turn here turn there haha.&lt;br /&gt;Makan habis d (our meals at the food court super expensive lor all kena pau giler2) then we were walking around, and finally headed back to Sungei Wang to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached SW, some ppl wanted to go to the toilet. The others,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jay Lyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Airin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Safiah&lt;/span&gt; and I entered Watsons to look around while the others attended to nature's call.&lt;br /&gt;And then right. We passed the hair dye section. There was also this section for temporary hair sprays. I wonder lah if you know what I'm getting at :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Safiah&lt;/span&gt; sprayed this bright pink &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOB&lt;/span&gt; onto&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Lyn's &lt;/span&gt;hair. And it wasn't a tester. But I think she thought it was. Ok la fine, kena like one pink spot on her hair nvm. But, they wanted to make it nicer, more even. By this time the promotion girls and orang awam kinda staring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Saf&lt;/span&gt; sprayed one whole line from beginning to end on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lyn's&lt;/span&gt; left side. The sight seriously quite funny but I malas to ulpoad picture haha Imagine lah k, it's not even tester but we main spray je. All this was made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; because because.. after that we &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kena kejar by security guard&lt;/span&gt;, no joke hahaha. The 3 left first cos I was making a call to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Zairul&lt;/span&gt;. I turned around and saw their backs la, cos they were walking off. And then there was a shelf of stuff on their left. And on the other side of the shelf was the security guard and it being a Sunday, there were a lot of ppl so like the guard had to keep on weaving through throngs of manusia while at the same time (cos he was short) kept tip toeing to look over the shelf to keep track of the girls. I was quite afraid for them lah cos I was behind so I saw the whole thing hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, tak kena tangkap because we managed to exit to the right while the guard got stuck in human traffic thank goodness hahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, on the way back from KL heading to Subang, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Zairul&lt;/span&gt; in his orange/rust coloured MyVi nak racing tau. With &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lyn's&lt;/span&gt; silver Civic. Lol&lt;br /&gt;So we were weaving in and out lah speeding here there. Actually that was only&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Zairul&lt;/span&gt; ahah cos we just cut in and out if can. We were being quite safe lah. He ar, main whack only giler sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; ? Because because.. we were in the middle lane, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Zairul&lt;/span&gt; on the left lane. I was the only one in the back seat of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lyn's&lt;/span&gt; car. Then on the right, I saw this black car, not MyVi though smtg like it, pass by slowly. Suddenly, the passenger in front, budak cina who thinks he's so cool trying to be like Green Day with emo hair and black button down shirt with red tie started waving and smiling. And I mean really smiling like giler ecstacy weih his face. I was texting so I didn't really realise and I just happened to look up, and saw him and I can imagine muka I super stone haha ! So I told &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Rin&lt;/span&gt; and we were like hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we cared more about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Zairul &lt;/span&gt;overtaking us lol ! so we left them be. And then suddenly, they appeared diagonally in front of us to the left. The number plate was BJU btw. So we were like, Weih BJU weih ! Haha we nicely passing them and we turned to our left to look. Mana tau they (4 of them in the car I think with driver wearing white cap) turn to us too and all started waving and smiling maniacally like deranged ppl LOL. Couldn't help but laugh weih and they laughed too boleh nampak gigi semua tau lol. It showed that even though we were behind them they were marking our car weih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever lah we continue to try beat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Zairul&lt;/span&gt; etc. Suddenly BJU behind our car coming near and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chasing&lt;/span&gt; know. What the heck right. So half of the journey back to Subang was spent by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lyn t&lt;/span&gt;rying to avoid and lose that BJU. And we did this by weaving in and out changing lanes ever so often. Buang masa je haha. She quite panic weih ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes today &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kena kejar&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watson's security guard&lt;/span&gt; and by Green Day wanabees, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BJU&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I've never kena either before la so that's why I found all these quite.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; :P But seriously the BJU ppl looked quite mental HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-7130598546616429526?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/7130598546616429526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=7130598546616429526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7130598546616429526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7130598546616429526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/04/make-it-weave-in-and-out-in-and-out.html' title='Make it weave in and out, in and out.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6507322020993654099</id><published>2009-04-20T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:34:28.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it make you groan.</title><content type='html'>Because, tomorrow, college resumes :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means, that, we're getting nearer everyday to A2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also means, that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;, Rachel, it's time to finally sit down and be serious about your studies.&lt;br /&gt;My results dahlah bukan the bomb LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to, quote Fiona, pull up my socks haha cos I can't afford to slow down :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know he means well, and it's better than not saying anything, but it's still stressful to hear my dad asking questions such as "So.. how ? Meeting your target ?" out of concern and sometimes there're just some stuff you know but don't want to know, geddit, as in like you know it but just don't wana think about it, and this is one of 'em. So, being the person that I am, I feign ignorance lol just buat bodoh and go, "What target ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly I cringe when I hear the exasperated reply (since he knows I know haha), "Your studies lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is, I can't honestly say, yes, I'm on target.. why.. because I'm not. Haiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sien wan talk about studies so bukak topik baru lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways Fast and Furious 4 was... well.. typically Fast and Furious lah :P like you kinda know what to expect d lol.&lt;br /&gt;Something disappointing would be, Letty (Michelle Rodriguez, sp ?) dying only when it's 10/15min into the show. I was like.. whaa ?? How can. Seriously what man. As usual, it was action-packed. But I feel that this time, a lil too much special effects/explosions blabla especially in the underground scenes. No wonder it didn't garner such good reviews from the papers haha.&lt;br /&gt;But, like some shows, FF4 is a show you just kinda want to and end up watching no matter how bad the reviews haha :) Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words Religion are just staring up at me with such disdain.&lt;br /&gt;Fine la fine. Time to stop hiding from the fact that I have to face the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tonnes&lt;/span&gt; of photostated papers soon. So, Emile Durkheim, here I cometh. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sew88QZ5QMI/AAAAAAAAB2E/_A9d_LPB9Vo/s1600-h/IMG_7749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sew88QZ5QMI/AAAAAAAAB2E/_A9d_LPB9Vo/s400/IMG_7749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326699465165848770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sew880IzY4I/AAAAAAAAB2M/RsR47e1XbIs/s1600-h/IMG_7754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sew880IzY4I/AAAAAAAAB2M/RsR47e1XbIs/s400/IMG_7754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326699474757837698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SexBfSEtQLI/AAAAAAAAB2c/oUiscmwRFFg/s1600-h/IMG_7757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SexBfSEtQLI/AAAAAAAAB2c/oUiscmwRFFg/s400/IMG_7757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326704464955785394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sew89N5CR6I/AAAAAAAAB2U/1w4P7CrtyHI/s1600-h/IMG_7787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sew89N5CR6I/AAAAAAAAB2U/1w4P7CrtyHI/s400/IMG_7787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326699481671026594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just so this post doesn't look too depressing haha.&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/3489208099649870418-6507322020993654099?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6507322020993654099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6507322020993654099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6507322020993654099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6507322020993654099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/04/make-it-make-you-groan.html' title='Make it make you groan.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/Sew88QZ5QMI/AAAAAAAAB2E/_A9d_LPB9Vo/s72-c/IMG_7749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-700240393930274672</id><published>2009-04-05T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:41:09.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Exchange</title><content type='html'>Just a short one. I read my friend's blog and found it really inspiring. Please do go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://fantasyfiles.blogdrive.com/&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;click on Adrienne Lim on the left. She's third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God's Brilliance that just lit up the night sky"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You may not understand the beginning but read on cos it's kinda related to the ending.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt; post (cos I know you like the word brilliant, Li) and I have nothing much more to add to it except to reiterate what she said : Go for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;The Exchange&lt;/span&gt; ! Consider this an invitation from me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I think the event is very aptly named :) considering it really was an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exchange&lt;/span&gt;, what He did for us. It's a youth thing, so no worries bout boredom sneaking up on you and such :)&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there !&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/3489208099649870418-700240393930274672?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/700240393930274672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=700240393930274672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/700240393930274672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/700240393930274672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/04/exchange.html' title='The Exchange'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-7134622191645123458</id><published>2009-04-05T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:20:46.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it the dawn of a new era</title><content type='html'>Okay. So trials are over. Big deal. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harhar am just very stressed cos there're still so many things to get done and getting about doing it is soo.. stressful and taxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. It shall be a new day and I will start doing these things and stop procrastinating just cos I don't want to face it. Hrmph ! Well I have to anyhow cos the deadline is soon lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials were not okay. SOMEHOW Socio was okay :O At least that's what I think lar lol later results come out not matching to what I consider 'ok' all.. mampus la. Needless to say, Econs was by far the worst. Law, could have done better. The most annoying part is.. the questions for Law weren't hard yknow, as compared to past year questions lar I mean, but I couldn't do cos I couldn't remember the case law.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;.. because I studied last minute.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;.. I don't know. I really hate studying last minute but I still do it anyhow grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most A-Level ppl are quite stressed now. Most. Well, mostly those who have been granted admission to their desired UK unis lar, cos not only is A2 nipping at their heels but mainly cos have meet the requirements. I really do think that's the most stressful part, meeting the AAA or whatever kethingy for the firm unis. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on a totally unrelated note haha, my mom was baking a carrot cake I think, or was it banana.. whichever la, and I was helping her. She left the mixture thing in the bowl for a bit for it to settle or whatever it's supposed to do lol and it looked so sticky, as if if something fell in, it would be impossible to take out. Then I thought.. if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FLY&lt;/span&gt; fly in how ?! Or drop in or whatever lar you get the idea. Her response was :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh.. well.. like that then become &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;raisin&lt;/span&gt; lor !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hahahahaha oh gosh. It's funny la ok ! BUT do not let that stop you from eating our cakes ! LOL I can assure you no raisin impersonators have made it into the oven :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-7134622191645123458?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/7134622191645123458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=7134622191645123458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7134622191645123458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7134622191645123458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/04/make-it-dawn-of-new-era.html' title='Make it the dawn of a new era'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1568078655284584401</id><published>2009-02-23T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:29:34.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it similar in ways.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOff4ZxQTI/AAAAAAAAB1g/nQ8ONaZYc8Q/s1600-h/Theodore2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOff4ZxQTI/AAAAAAAAB1g/nQ8ONaZYc8Q/s400/Theodore2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306260156037808434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh !&lt;br /&gt;I think Ying Xian is like Theodore from Alvin and The Chipmunks too !  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, who is anyone that is, would know that I'm not refering to their sizes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;, if not then where have you been ? Hibernating under a rock ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I didn't think so at first, then I watched the video, and I see it now !&lt;br /&gt;Actually right, I still don't see it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; it lar, haha, but like I get it yknow.&lt;br /&gt;They both have similar vibes hee.&lt;br /&gt;They both... eat. And the way they speak is so cute ! Harhar.&lt;br /&gt;"I missed you, Dave !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you don't believe the size part, this is Theodore :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOffRBBXjI/AAAAAAAAB1I/-5hTFt27p1s/s1600-h/Theodore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOffRBBXjI/AAAAAAAAB1I/-5hTFt27p1s/s400/Theodore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306260145465024050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ying Xian :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOffnHwGQI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/H-STa7p-jw0/s1600-h/YX.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOffnHwGQI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/H-STa7p-jw0/s400/YX.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306260151398832386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, fine, so this picture doesn't so her justice, but I'm blogging from the comp okay.&lt;br /&gt;All the other pics are in lappy lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOffsqyAsI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/Vq-gbPDGU0U/s1600-h/DSC01097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOffsqyAsI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/Vq-gbPDGU0U/s400/DSC01097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306260152887935682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHA but then ah, I think they look very very similar here !! Don't you think so ??&lt;br /&gt;Right right ?!&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/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOff4ZxQTI/AAAAAAAAB1g/nQ8ONaZYc8Q/s1600-h/Theodore2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOff4ZxQTI/AAAAAAAAB1g/nQ8ONaZYc8Q/s400/Theodore2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306260156037808434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha ! If you know her you'll know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I'm refering to the whole context of this picture heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOfgAQ4AjI/AAAAAAAAB1o/vWqyJ4TehtM/s1600-h/Theodore3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOfgAQ4AjI/AAAAAAAAB1o/vWqyJ4TehtM/s400/Theodore3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306260158147985970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay this picture I don't know la k.&lt;br /&gt;Haha I just think it's a cute pic hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I should start bertaubating and get back to study mode.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been feeling very motivated these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Lost the drive to strive for excellence.&lt;br /&gt;Quite hampa with myself.&lt;br /&gt;Kesedihan melanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-1568078655284584401?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1568078655284584401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1568078655284584401' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1568078655284584401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1568078655284584401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/02/make-it-similar-in-ways.html' title='Make it similar in ways.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SaOff4ZxQTI/AAAAAAAAB1g/nQ8ONaZYc8Q/s72-c/Theodore2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1104998043054650668</id><published>2009-02-13T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:13:48.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it make you laugh till your teeth fall out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYlggEcnI/AAAAAAAABzo/evclObOy8iA/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYlggEcnI/AAAAAAAABzo/evclObOy8iA/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302311906445652594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as  I type, my fish is swimming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;horizontally&lt;/span&gt; and is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rotating&lt;/span&gt; on its own axis.&lt;br /&gt;Basically it's dying and fast. So fast that it can barely stay afloat for more than 6 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;But that is so not what my title is refering to, gosh no. You morbid people lol. Life slowly ebbing away is not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Zhen finally passed me pictures not only of Miriam's birthday, but also added whatever pics she had of us, some dating back till you know when ar, 2006 okay. Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 years&lt;/span&gt; ago.&lt;br /&gt;Some are soo funny I laughed so hard till my teeth &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nearly&lt;/span&gt; fell out, hence the title geddit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were these 3 pictures ah, I tell you, I look also I just feel like becoming a ketam and then go tanam myself underground. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; embarrassing ok. I checked the date. 2005. FIVE. Form 3.  8O  That's an emoticon with super big eyes and a shocked mouth expression in case you didn't know lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all these aside, the pictures really brought back memories of yore.&lt;br /&gt;With my long long hair and Denise's short short bob.&lt;br /&gt;Zhen with no fringe and glasses and Mim with straightened hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one is the most, how to say... let's just say that saying it's the funniest is an understatement : Ben Jon with short hair ! Hahahaha, funny in the sense that until 3 days ago, if you'd asked me to imagine him with short hair, I simply wouldn't have been able to. I was (and am actually) so accustomed to seeing him in his uber cool, side parting with fringe, layered, straightened (?) hair which suits him well. But now, heh ! After seeing that picture, I now remember how you look, Ben ! Hee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the classic memories of physical appearances, the memories of the events where the pictures were taken also started flooding in. I could practically hear my mammillary nuclei which is located in the medial part of the posterior region of the hypothalamic nuclei which is found in my hypothalamus whirring.&lt;br /&gt;Basically it's the part which functions to store memories.&lt;br /&gt;Biology, much. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some outdated pictures, some of which tickled me timbers  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zhen's 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWOs302QjI/AAAAAAAABww/yupwrGnZXhM/s1600-h/17birthday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWOs302QjI/AAAAAAAABww/yupwrGnZXhM/s400/17birthday+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302301037849625138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWOtDH_6KI/AAAAAAAABw4/8wIExDLqmLw/s1600-h/17birthday+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWOtDH_6KI/AAAAAAAABw4/8wIExDLqmLw/s400/17birthday+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302301040882739362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is dedicated to Ben ! Have a safe trip tmw k :) Take care !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWOtf1E-NI/AAAAAAAABxA/tB2QqV9vfOc/s1600-h/17birthday+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWOtf1E-NI/AAAAAAAABxA/tB2QqV9vfOc/s400/17birthday+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302301048588007634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWOtgWKB4I/AAAAAAAABxI/9zS7NTN1ro8/s1600-h/17birthday+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWOtgWKB4I/AAAAAAAABxI/9zS7NTN1ro8/s400/17birthday+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302301048726751106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWSnnJFkAI/AAAAAAAAByI/CExmMZMe_fs/s1600-h/17birthday+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWSnnJFkAI/AAAAAAAAByI/CExmMZMe_fs/s400/17birthday+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302305345518276610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWSnz1IgLI/AAAAAAAAByQ/IT4Da0vJMao/s1600-h/17birthday+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWSnz1IgLI/AAAAAAAAByQ/IT4Da0vJMao/s400/17birthday+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302305348924244146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Camp 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWQgIZgiaI/AAAAAAAABxY/8G9dZR0hI8k/s1600-h/PICT0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWQgIZgiaI/AAAAAAAABxY/8G9dZR0hI8k/s400/PICT0929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302303017983314338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camp 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWeMML8mMI/AAAAAAAAB0g/rSlDGYqdajA/s1600-h/DSCN6882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWeMML8mMI/AAAAAAAAB0g/rSlDGYqdajA/s400/DSCN6882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302318068565579970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valentines do at youth, 06.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah the pictures here are funny man, to me lah haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting Rachel Chang at 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWQgbRANAI/AAAAAAAABxg/3fjuJG4tm4I/s1600-h/DSCN3768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWQgbRANAI/AAAAAAAABxg/3fjuJG4tm4I/s400/DSCN3768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302303023047914498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWQgj6jCzI/AAAAAAAABxo/GsvYAmi4gCY/s1600-h/DSCN3771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWQgj6jCzI/AAAAAAAABxo/GsvYAmi4gCY/s400/DSCN3771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302303025369647922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next picture is super&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt;SUPER funny la wei.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize that was Ju-Hann at first LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was like, NO WAY ! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I had braces wheehoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWQgs5FvxI/AAAAAAAABxw/EKuFBPiZSso/s1600-h/DSCN3769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWQgs5FvxI/AAAAAAAABxw/EKuFBPiZSso/s400/DSCN3769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302303027779452690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Switchfoot, 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWQg535kFI/AAAAAAAABx4/8BWD01z94eE/s1600-h/Switchfoot+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWQg535kFI/AAAAAAAABx4/8BWD01z94eE/s400/Switchfoot+170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302303031264120914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWSnCxTcHI/AAAAAAAAByA/pT3FN1vM7cU/s1600-h/Switchfoot+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWSnCxTcHI/AAAAAAAAByA/pT3FN1vM7cU/s400/Switchfoot+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302305335754846322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWjz2VesaI/AAAAAAAAB1A/UiyXVuEgJEU/s1600-h/Switchfoot+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWjz2VesaI/AAAAAAAAB1A/UiyXVuEgJEU/s400/Switchfoot+169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302324247452889506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Miriam's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;th, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She's 21 this year, 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding. Inside joke btw lol.&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, not so inside. Lemme tell you.&lt;br /&gt;We were at Bubba Gump, Curve.&lt;br /&gt;And they got her this Cookies and Cream flavoured ice-cream cake and gave numerous tiny candles to the waiters there to help fix it up and carry it upstairs when the time was right.&lt;br /&gt;Okay lor, so the time came and went, sing sing all, blow out candles all, then started to cut cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly someone said, eh correct number of candles ah.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; started counting and someone shouted, Miriam you're 21 years old today !&lt;br /&gt;It was funny then lah ok. It's still funny to me lol.&lt;br /&gt;And she's 19th this year lah if you haven't already figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWSoLSdh4I/AAAAAAAAByY/Xo6baf8Hquk/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWSoLSdh4I/AAAAAAAAByY/Xo6baf8Hquk/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302305355221272450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWSoXfkkjI/AAAAAAAAByg/4qlrO5Q9EfQ/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWSoXfkkjI/AAAAAAAAByg/4qlrO5Q9EfQ/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302305358497485362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The light was very bright. I was squinting. I'm not normally this sepet okay ! Or maybe I am :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWWEVlLkyI/AAAAAAAAByw/XcnYgL24-i4/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWWEVlLkyI/AAAAAAAAByw/XcnYgL24-i4/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302309137555362594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWWEOu7YmI/AAAAAAAAByo/oQKsAz8u-BM/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWWEOu7YmI/AAAAAAAAByo/oQKsAz8u-BM/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302309135717196386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWWEZ1bdgI/AAAAAAAABy4/JRUWa0z5ejk/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWWEZ1bdgI/AAAAAAAABy4/JRUWa0z5ejk/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302309138697254402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWWEmOyFVI/AAAAAAAABzA/rtVz5lX3y7g/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWWEmOyFVI/AAAAAAAABzA/rtVz5lX3y7g/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302309142024820050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see the calculator there. It's actually quite big ok. We had to pinjam from the waiter lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWWE952MxI/AAAAAAAABzI/FhiQy0SFnX4/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWWE952MxI/AAAAAAAABzI/FhiQy0SFnX4/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302309148379460370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wah, okay la, you win. Zhen champion. My mouth cannot fight hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYktjtWXI/AAAAAAAABzQ/7i7NTAmJvRo/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYktjtWXI/AAAAAAAABzQ/7i7NTAmJvRo/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302311892770707826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYk7Zl_PI/AAAAAAAABzY/BExdyfHhg7Q/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYk7Zl_PI/AAAAAAAABzY/BExdyfHhg7Q/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302311896486378738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYlAWtWdI/AAAAAAAABzg/Xu3d-610D6I/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYlAWtWdI/AAAAAAAABzg/Xu3d-610D6I/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302311897816455634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYlggEcnI/AAAAAAAABzo/evclObOy8iA/s1600-h/Mimz%27s+bday+255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYlggEcnI/AAAAAAAABzo/evclObOy8iA/s400/Mimz%27s+bday+255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302311906445652594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Camp 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYl-IgpiI/AAAAAAAABzw/VksyC-FhG04/s1600-h/U-Turn+Youth+Camp+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYl-IgpiI/AAAAAAAABzw/VksyC-FhG04/s400/U-Turn+Youth+Camp+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302311914399901218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The then 18 year olds :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWbbdcuvNI/AAAAAAAABz4/dTcNBqqyyJE/s1600-h/U-Turn+Youth+Camp+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWbbdcuvNI/AAAAAAAABz4/dTcNBqqyyJE/s400/U-Turn+Youth+Camp+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302315032362532050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have no idea right, why non-lala people like to do the lala pose.&lt;br /&gt;But we do it anyway hee.&lt;br /&gt;I find it a tad insinuating, but lol whatever. It's fun. I think. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I look the most normal lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hillsongs United Concert 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair was @#$*&amp;amp;!~ long here.&lt;br /&gt;No particular meaning to the signs above.&lt;br /&gt;Just lazy to find an appropriate word lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWbbpvARyI/AAAAAAAAB0A/2IgBeuV6PYk/s1600-h/DSCN6200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWbbpvARyI/AAAAAAAAB0A/2IgBeuV6PYk/s400/DSCN6200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302315035660404514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWbbu8pR2I/AAAAAAAAB0I/KNvrgesLB6s/s1600-h/DSCN6201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWbbu8pR2I/AAAAAAAAB0I/KNvrgesLB6s/s400/DSCN6201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302315037059794786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWbb83A8yI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/vGxFMqerTCk/s1600-h/DSCN6205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWbb83A8yI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/vGxFMqerTCk/s400/DSCN6205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302315040794276642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just in case you guys were wondering how Ben Jon currently looks like and were too blur to notice from previous pictures, this is how he looks now :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWeM-N5hUI/AAAAAAAAB04/t4raORE6W-Q/s1600-h/IMG_7073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWeM-N5hUI/AAAAAAAAB04/t4raORE6W-Q/s400/IMG_7073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302318081995539778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know, maju right.&lt;br /&gt;Both our hairstyles have changed dramatically since the Hillsongs picture I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWeMcIfmHI/AAAAAAAAB0o/7EsaoOPgwcI/s1600-h/DSCN6992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWeMcIfmHI/AAAAAAAAB0o/7EsaoOPgwcI/s400/DSCN6992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302318072846063730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Talent Arena early 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWeMtN4ipI/AAAAAAAAB0w/-x8bVu6uAAg/s1600-h/Talent+Arena+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWeMtN4ipI/AAAAAAAAB0w/-x8bVu6uAAg/s400/Talent+Arena+174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302318077432072850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;What, you were waiting for that 3 embarrassing pictures of me in 2005 ?&lt;br /&gt;Fat hopes lah !&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I've just finished reading &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The Third Twin&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ken Follett&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It. Is. So. So. SO SO good. Haha&lt;br /&gt;Really lah. He's this super duper imaginative and brilliant writer who has written countless international bestsellers which have been sold all around the world.&lt;br /&gt;Millions and billions of copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The Third Twin&lt;/span&gt; can fight with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The Pillars Of The Earth&lt;/span&gt; for first place in my current list of favourite books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's enthralling. It's captivating.&lt;br /&gt;And and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suspense&lt;/span&gt; ! Boleh mati ok.&lt;br /&gt;And then the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ending&lt;/span&gt; ! The twist !&lt;br /&gt;Bah, has anyone else read this book. I want to discuss lol.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't, go read. And the title is so not what it seems to be man.&lt;br /&gt;You'll see.&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/3489208099649870418-1104998043054650668?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1104998043054650668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1104998043054650668' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1104998043054650668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1104998043054650668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/02/make-it-make-you-laugh-till-your-teeth.html' title='Make it make you laugh till your teeth fall out.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SZWYlggEcnI/AAAAAAAABzo/evclObOy8iA/s72-c/Mimz%27s+bday+255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-3200833134667784640</id><published>2009-02-07T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T06:08:48.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it strengthen your resolve</title><content type='html'>Found this on a friend's friend's friend's friend's blog LOL, okay, just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a&lt;/span&gt; friend's blog and it has only strengthen my resolve to read Jane Austen's books instead of just watching all her movies adapted from her books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.&lt;br /&gt;2) Italicise those you intend to read.&lt;br /&gt;3) Underline the books you LOVE. (or just make the font bigger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(my favourite show out of all her movies but have not read it ! gasp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Harry Potter series - JK Rowling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bible&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( not the whole thing, but intend too :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman&lt;br /&gt;10. Great Expectations - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Women - Louisa M Alcott&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(seen the movie though, so, no fun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Tess of the D'Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Catch 22 - Joseph Heller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Complete Works of Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;15. Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks&lt;br /&gt;18. Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Time Traveler's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Middlemarch - George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;23. Bleak House - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;24. War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(have yet to finish it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;br /&gt;28. Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;32. David Copperfield - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;33.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(major BIG font ! But it can't be any bigger so I had to put it in white hee :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;34. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Emma - Jane Austen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I've seen the show though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Persuasion - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;37. The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;38. Captain Corelli's Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres&lt;br /&gt;39. Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I think so ?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Animal Farm - George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;44. A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving&lt;br /&gt;45. The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;46&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;48. The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord of the Flies - William Golding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atonement - Ian McEwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Life of Pi - Yann Martel&lt;br /&gt;52. Dune - Frank Herbert&lt;br /&gt;53. Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;54.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(major want to read lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt;56. The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;br /&gt;57. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Brave New World - Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;59. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;61. Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;62. Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov&lt;br /&gt;63. The Secret History - Donna Tartt&lt;br /&gt;64. The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold&lt;br /&gt;65. Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;66. On The Road - Jack Kerouac&lt;br /&gt;67. Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;68. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bridget Jones' Diary - Helen Fielding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (watched it too, no fun again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Midnight's Children - Salman Rushdie&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moby Dick - Herman Melville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Dracula - Bram Stoker&lt;br /&gt;73. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson&lt;br /&gt;75. Ulysses - James Joyce&lt;br /&gt;76. The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;77. Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome&lt;br /&gt;78. Germinal - Emile Zola&lt;br /&gt;79. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Possession - AS Byatt&lt;br /&gt;81. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I think so, a long time ago, not too sure hmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;83. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Color Purple - Alice Walker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro&lt;br /&gt;85. Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert&lt;br /&gt;86. A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry&lt;br /&gt;87. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Charlotte's Web - EB White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad&lt;br /&gt;92.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks&lt;br /&gt;94. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Watership Down - Richard Adams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(seen the movie too when I was but a wee lass)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole&lt;br /&gt;96. A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt;97.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Hamlet - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;99.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(major BIG font ! But it can't be any bigger so I had to put it in white hee :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Les Miserables - Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(It's sitting on the shelf, but other books took precedence haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-3200833134667784640?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/3200833134667784640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=3200833134667784640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3200833134667784640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3200833134667784640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/02/make-it-strengthen-your-resolve.html' title='Make it strengthen your resolve'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6816124887546384300</id><published>2009-02-06T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T02:23:44.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it the most fabtastic movie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYwKOqUOTaI/AAAAAAAABvw/aPnJ-jwVt6Y/s1600-h/Inkheartposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYwKOqUOTaI/AAAAAAAABvw/aPnJ-jwVt6Y/s400/Inkheartposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299622108501790114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inkheart is the most most MOST perfect movie ever. For me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmm but I really like Transformers too. Different genre lah ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught it today and omgosh lah&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love it.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely absolutely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minor drawback : it didn't really follow the book in the beginning(as usual sigh), but the ending was just too splendid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was exactly how I imagined it would be ! Haha, normally I'd think how a character would look like what and what but they never turn out to look how I imagined them to be, especially Mad Eye Moody from Harry Potter haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in Inkheart, everything is so wonderful. So so wonderful. The characters just came to life and omgosh the scenery !! I tell you, Elinor's castle is really just insane beautiful ! I think it was shot in Italy. And the surrounding scenery is drop dead gorgeous. That's without a doubt my favourite scenery scene. Especially when the camera films the overview of the lake and the huge ancient brick-walled builiding with creepers all over it and zooms in on the tea scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next best for me would actually be the beginning, where Mo and Meggie scour the snowy cobbled streets of England with tenement houses on both sides where there's a book fair going on and everyone's in jackets and boots and the snow's falling and the streets &amp;amp; houses just look so so pretty. I just get so happy when I see these kinda cinematography. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;characters&lt;/span&gt; ! Love the actors, even Branden Fraser, cos I just realized he's perfect for the role mainly cos he has quite a nice tenor in his voice(important to play the role of Silvertongue) plus he's tall. I was most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; impressed with Dustfinger. He's my favouritest character both in the book and movie and I think that Paul Bettany just did a fantastic job as Dustfinger. His height is definitely a plus point. The scene where he has his flashback of his former life in the book he was read out of just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blew me away&lt;/span&gt;. There were jugglers and fire eaters, women and men dressed elaborately with masks dancing with folk-like music at a carnival and with jongleurs present. The music gave me goosebumps too. There were such haunting melodies at certain parts, during his flashback too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen Mirren played Aunt Elinor exactly how she should be played; eccentric &amp;amp; blunt. And Farid, haha ! He was not bad man ! A bit, if I may say, gay, but played his role really well ! From being a thief in a turban &amp;amp; pants worthy of Aladdin to a guy with a button-down top and paired with maroon Chucks man ! (can be seen during the roof jumping/climbing scene) Fenoglio tickled all our tummies with his comments and untimely happiness. I think everyone laughed the loudest when he said : "This is exactly how I pictured him(Dustfinger) to be ! My, this must be the feeling of giving birth !" You'll prolly only understand it if you watch the show haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the baddie's castle was so amazingly captured. It had such a mysterious air to it and the cinematography when they were climbing up the hill to the castle took my breath away. I literally gasped when Capricorn's kaki trooped Dustfinger, Mo, Meggie and Elinor into the main builiding and turned the corner into this beautifully lit corridor with fire torches and black and white zigzag flooring with wonderful arches above. And Flatnose was also exactly how I pictured him to be ! Only one that I found weird was Basta, not ganas enough lol. But Gwin was perfect with his two little horns. I really liked Cockerell too, played by Matt King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are not big fans of fantasy (actually it's not really that fantasy lar, it has action, adventure, family values etc) may not like it but I'd recommend the movie all the same :) :) But you should read the book first ! Lol and I can't wait for Inkspell the movie to come out. Brr (excited shivers) lol.&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/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYwMoTGdy4I/AAAAAAAABwo/FsU41LGqH0I/s1600-h/inkheart3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYwMoTGdy4I/AAAAAAAABwo/FsU41LGqH0I/s400/inkheart3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299624747969923970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complete trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;My Inkheart's cover's not this one though, cos mine's the oldest so I think they majukan the design with new publications.&lt;br /&gt;Inkdeath just released last Dec !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; finally&lt;/span&gt; got my hands on pictures of my own birthday do in 2007 lol ! It was a surprise thing so that's why I didn't have my camera then bah. And I was really surprised man, normally always tak jadi, bocor here bocor there but thanks to Mim &amp;amp; Zhen who planned it so well, I didn't even get a whiff of all your scheming haha. They even had the Secret Recipe lady put Smarties on the cake ! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have no idea why haha, I don't particularly like Smarties but I don't mind them either :)&lt;/span&gt; But it was so sweet of them :) :) :) And it was so colourful and just looking at it is so menggembirakan. I still remember talking to Ju-Hann at the court at night about basketball and Add Math lol when they came round the corner with all 17 tiny candles lit and singing at the top of their lungs lol ! I think we were having a Christmas party then hee. Thank you so much lah you guys. Again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYwKO7QVjiI/AAAAAAAABv4/NUX_Cd7oLEA/s1600-h/DSC03199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYwKO7QVjiI/AAAAAAAABv4/NUX_Cd7oLEA/s400/DSC03199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299622113048890914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYwKOyIAnII/AAAAAAAABwA/_1lF6CnbvxE/s1600-h/DSC03204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYwKOyIAnII/AAAAAAAABwA/_1lF6CnbvxE/s400/DSC03204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299622110598044802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-6816124887546384300?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6816124887546384300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6816124887546384300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6816124887546384300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6816124887546384300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/02/make-it-most-fabtastic-movie.html' title='Make it the most fabtastic movie.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYwKOqUOTaI/AAAAAAAABvw/aPnJ-jwVt6Y/s72-c/Inkheartposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-372367111474533601</id><published>2009-02-04T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:42:02.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it so graphic.</title><content type='html'>Because I'm tired of studying Pure Economic Loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorable events/happenings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6WF7cDDI/AAAAAAAABqA/kzHOmuldMFg/s1600-h/IMG_7098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6WF7cDDI/AAAAAAAABqA/kzHOmuldMFg/s400/IMG_7098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298971325289466930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lil surprise from Denise on the 29th, 2008  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6WZt85LI/AAAAAAAABqI/eBq1wqyhuyM/s1600-h/IMG_7102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6WZt85LI/AAAAAAAABqI/eBq1wqyhuyM/s400/IMG_7102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298971330601608370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From me to her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm-FfqNx2I/AAAAAAAABqo/I5fCnAsfV1o/s1600-h/IMG_7237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm-FfqNx2I/AAAAAAAABqo/I5fCnAsfV1o/s400/IMG_7237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298975438185285474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 of the most meaningful gifts of 08. And also souvenirs Hong Kong &amp;amp; China hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6WwgdMJI/AAAAAAAABqg/F6loZYceYxA/s1600-h/IMG_7195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6WwgdMJI/AAAAAAAABqg/F6loZYceYxA/s400/IMG_7195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298971336719020178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm-FnaecDI/AAAAAAAABqw/9fd5An9p1Ag/s1600-h/IMG_7213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm-FnaecDI/AAAAAAAABqw/9fd5An9p1Ag/s400/IMG_7213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298975440266752050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrwMD2EdAI/AAAAAAAABvo/R9ZLQdJQ8T4/s1600-h/IMG_7239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrwMD2EdAI/AAAAAAAABvo/R9ZLQdJQ8T4/s400/IMG_7239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299312001535996930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I so get what she means about the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had &lt;/span&gt;part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm-GNbBM9I/AAAAAAAABrA/XHEyQWRWxQs/s1600-h/IMG_7125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm-GNbBM9I/AAAAAAAABrA/XHEyQWRWxQs/s400/IMG_7125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298975450469577682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My granny is too cool &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. CNY 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm-GZzyLAI/AAAAAAAABrI/lGKQ3MEbv2A/s1600-h/IMG_7134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm-GZzyLAI/AAAAAAAABrI/lGKQ3MEbv2A/s400/IMG_7134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298975453794675714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The essentials that kept me alive in Johor during CNY 09 lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnBJW1HvqI/AAAAAAAABrQ/8bOVNTOOPCg/s1600-h/IMG_7144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnBJW1HvqI/AAAAAAAABrQ/8bOVNTOOPCg/s400/IMG_7144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298978803069468322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like what, 4 generations ? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnBJbgE8yI/AAAAAAAABrY/udveULxORRI/s1600-h/IMG_7151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnBJbgE8yI/AAAAAAAABrY/udveULxORRI/s400/IMG_7151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298978804323382050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder if her diapers have little animals prints :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnBJoYWKBI/AAAAAAAABrg/fjDqnORJ5-I/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnBJoYWKBI/AAAAAAAABrg/fjDqnORJ5-I/s400/DSC00048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298978807780616210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When YX's hair was still very long and w/o ze fringe :D 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnBJx9dLiI/AAAAAAAABro/F_0S2hg_JZ0/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnBJx9dLiI/AAAAAAAABro/F_0S2hg_JZ0/s400/DSC00072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298978810352184866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really like this picture haha :) :) 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnBJ4hNspI/AAAAAAAABrw/_ZfLvCAnMxE/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnBJ4hNspI/AAAAAAAABrw/_ZfLvCAnMxE/s400/DSC00500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298978812112777874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When YX passed her driving test, 08 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnGDbcnYWI/AAAAAAAABr4/8vMRgtV_t0c/s1600-h/DSC00770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnGDbcnYWI/AAAAAAAABr4/8vMRgtV_t0c/s400/DSC00770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298984198787785058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red day with Mr Mohan, 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnGDf15tHI/AAAAAAAABsA/b_6CSovfQZg/s1600-h/DSC00779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnGDf15tHI/AAAAAAAABsA/b_6CSovfQZg/s400/DSC00779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298984199967585394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Mrs Ong, the cutest, most animated teacher I've ever known :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnGDh8eI2I/AAAAAAAABsI/iihAROLUZP8/s1600-h/DSC00813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnGDh8eI2I/AAAAAAAABsI/iihAROLUZP8/s400/DSC00813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298984200532009826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnGD83hCYI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Fpp1qpbydt0/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnGD83hCYI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Fpp1qpbydt0/s400/DSC00822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298984207758985602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Art Attack, 08  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnGD3RExsI/AAAAAAAABsY/zJgCMHicXZ8/s1600-h/DSC00823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnGD3RExsI/AAAAAAAABsY/zJgCMHicXZ8/s400/DSC00823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298984206255572674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Competition, bring it on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnH9ekoy8I/AAAAAAAABsg/nzItETGGjTk/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnH9ekoy8I/AAAAAAAABsg/nzItETGGjTk/s400/DSC00857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298986295570779074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me likey :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnH9vQy3kI/AAAAAAAABs4/9l-Nq4fAGjw/s1600-h/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnH9vQy3kI/AAAAAAAABs4/9l-Nq4fAGjw/s400/DSC01140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298986300050955842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PL2, Istana Kehakiman, 08, with Mrs Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnH9RUxhBI/AAAAAAAABso/fFe-271qSh8/s1600-h/DSC01097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnH9RUxhBI/AAAAAAAABso/fFe-271qSh8/s400/DSC01097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298986292014580754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnH9n3pjjI/AAAAAAAABsw/oyVTsYbhFg0/s1600-h/DSC01107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnH9n3pjjI/AAAAAAAABsw/oyVTsYbhFg0/s400/DSC01107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298986298066439730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnH9wR_bRI/AAAAAAAABtA/l5scaL5EwMo/s1600-h/DSC01172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYnH9wR_bRI/AAAAAAAABtA/l5scaL5EwMo/s400/DSC01172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298986300324408594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrpLUZXW4I/AAAAAAAABtI/LB_xmC4UHco/s1600-h/IMG_5927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrpLUZXW4I/AAAAAAAABtI/LB_xmC4UHco/s400/IMG_5927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299304292217740162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrpLrTwlLI/AAAAAAAABtQ/ONWa7dEX48U/s1600-h/IMG_5943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrpLrTwlLI/AAAAAAAABtQ/ONWa7dEX48U/s400/IMG_5943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299304298368242866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kor's farewell, 08. If you think his face is funky, you should've seen mine haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrpL3aKoyI/AAAAAAAABtY/u-r6S1UTemg/s1600-h/IMG_6051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrpL3aKoyI/AAAAAAAABtY/u-r6S1UTemg/s400/IMG_6051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299304301616341794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like :)  Fi's 18th , 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrpL95z4QI/AAAAAAAABtg/qVCzLFPndx0/s1600-h/IMG_7163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrpL95z4QI/AAAAAAAABtg/qVCzLFPndx0/s400/IMG_7163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299304303359680770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miriam Tiong's 19th heh. More pictures of this occasion another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrpMI1rDRI/AAAAAAAABto/vmAmbCnI6Z0/s1600-h/IMG_7166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrpMI1rDRI/AAAAAAAABto/vmAmbCnI6Z0/s400/IMG_7166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299304306295115026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubba Gump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrqnFyCxgI/AAAAAAAABt4/3PTJ2PSidv4/s1600-h/IMG_6230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrqnFyCxgI/AAAAAAAABt4/3PTJ2PSidv4/s400/IMG_6230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299305868842681858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pat &amp;amp; Selena's wedding 08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrqnpzW33I/AAAAAAAABuQ/nWEIospJP5o/s1600-h/IMG_5974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrqnpzW33I/AAAAAAAABuQ/nWEIospJP5o/s400/IMG_5974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299305878511869810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shon's farewell, 08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrszzIVXmI/AAAAAAAABuY/lnBD-dHgtZA/s1600-h/IMG_5814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrszzIVXmI/AAAAAAAABuY/lnBD-dHgtZA/s400/IMG_5814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299308286197456482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Norwegian :)  08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrs0M8PcxI/AAAAAAAABug/Ul6fyZveABw/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrs0M8PcxI/AAAAAAAABug/Ul6fyZveABw/s400/us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299308293126058770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Switchfoot !  08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrs0FsoblI/AAAAAAAABuo/yIm7AGQPLhU/s1600-h/IMG_5380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrs0FsoblI/AAAAAAAABuo/yIm7AGQPLhU/s400/IMG_5380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299308291181538898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Su-Anne's 24th, 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrs0iSnAaI/AAAAAAAABu4/a2gM4uxG3CQ/s1600-h/PC212593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrs0iSnAaI/AAAAAAAABu4/a2gM4uxG3CQ/s400/PC212593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299308298857021858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camp 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrs0bFfBZI/AAAAAAAABuw/kqJbEdcI0zc/s1600-h/IMG_7040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrs0bFfBZI/AAAAAAAABuw/kqJbEdcI0zc/s400/IMG_7040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299308296922924434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Teenstreet 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYruo2eVpkI/AAAAAAAABvg/CyzKUYPzDiE/s1600-h/IMG_5612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYruo2eVpkI/AAAAAAAABvg/CyzKUYPzDiE/s400/IMG_5612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310297139750466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYruozulUII/AAAAAAAABvY/XAPZM7kzbbA/s1600-h/IMG_5610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYruozulUII/AAAAAAAABvY/XAPZM7kzbbA/s400/IMG_5610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310296402579586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hari Kecemerlangan 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYruoWHjIjI/AAAAAAAABvA/mx3VPekpB7g/s1600-h/IMG_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYruoWHjIjI/AAAAAAAABvA/mx3VPekpB7g/s400/IMG_0528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310288454230578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYruoRUIquI/AAAAAAAABvI/OWZ0uCX88Eg/s1600-h/IMG_0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYruoRUIquI/AAAAAAAABvI/OWZ0uCX88Eg/s400/IMG_0555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310287164844770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYruoqRZK0I/AAAAAAAABvQ/8THzeZof55k/s1600-h/IMG_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYruoqRZK0I/AAAAAAAABvQ/8THzeZof55k/s400/IMG_0560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299310293864229698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zhen's 18th, 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrqnfEzUrI/AAAAAAAABuA/yrgbZJVbvM8/s1600-h/IMG_7059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrqnfEzUrI/AAAAAAAABuA/yrgbZJVbvM8/s400/IMG_7059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299305875632247474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I play with my food. Penang 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrqnvb0CcI/AAAAAAAABuI/4VlIs61cnYo/s1600-h/IMG_7061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYrqnvb0CcI/AAAAAAAABuI/4VlIs61cnYo/s400/IMG_7061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299305880023730626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This looks familiar right, Fiona !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2 random pictures to wrap this up hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6Wwm0m9I/AAAAAAAABqY/8EqmaRFXI9w/s1600-h/IMG_7179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6Wwm0m9I/AAAAAAAABqY/8EqmaRFXI9w/s400/IMG_7179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298971336745720786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mangosteens during CNY. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6Wd1JRKI/AAAAAAAABqQ/0FQ5ucS0BN0/s1600-h/IMG_7115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6Wd1JRKI/AAAAAAAABqQ/0FQ5ucS0BN0/s400/IMG_7115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298971331705521314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mother is too cute. Was having a tummy ache that day lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to PEL.&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/3489208099649870418-372367111474533601?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/372367111474533601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=372367111474533601' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/372367111474533601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/372367111474533601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/02/make-it-so-graphic.html' title='Make it so graphic.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SYm6WF7cDDI/AAAAAAAABqA/kzHOmuldMFg/s72-c/IMG_7098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-7381521975933473381</id><published>2009-02-01T03:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T07:40:42.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it all about the Gunners.</title><content type='html'>Lol so I was talking right into the night, or should I say right into the new year, with my kor while watching the fireworks go pomm pomm pomm in the distance, and the topic was about universities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Eh, kor, imagine if I get offer from Uni of Manchester ! No no wait, imagine if I actually manage to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go&lt;/span&gt; there man ! How cool is that lah right ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt; : Oh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;. No, that would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : WHAT. Why ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt; : The. Football. Team. LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Oh. OH YAR !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DC &lt;/span&gt;: Manchester United man, how can lar wei lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Another senario&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Aiyah, I don't think I'm going to UWE, Bristol lah. It's not like that good. Requirements are lower than others hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt; : Oh okay lah. Good, don't go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this point I thought he knew something I didn't, something important, like education important.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Why ah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt; : Their football team sucks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yet another senario&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : I got Southampton, kor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt; : Oh okay, good, go there lah, their football team not bad wei. Like always top 20 in the English Premier League (I'm not sure if he said this (EPL), something that sounds like that la, the line was crackling you see. Correct me if I'm wrong hee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, when you are big fans of the Gunners, you see football in everything lol including your sister's choice of universities haha ! I'm a fan too, but not that big a fan I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His parting shot :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you do go to Manchester, go to the blue side, OKAY. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue's Manchester City, see. Red's United grr. haha.&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/3489208099649870418-7381521975933473381?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/7381521975933473381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=7381521975933473381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7381521975933473381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7381521975933473381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/02/make-it-all-about-gunners.html' title='Make it all about the Gunners.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-793088200357666744</id><published>2009-01-22T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:55:04.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it the lone white pawn.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, thank you Chang Jia Wei ! (:&lt;br /&gt;For enlightening me on how fabtastic making your own header banners is hee.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the link (; and I just realized I used the same font as you lol&lt;br /&gt;And congrats againagain on your ant's attack  !!&lt;br /&gt;My Ant's Antenna is Burnt lor. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol just spent the last 30 minutes messing around with the layout of my blog, obviously, since even the background is a totally different colour. Not too happy with it yet, but time is of the essence, so I'll tweak it more when I have the time lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thank you to Carishma for the picture. It's my favourite too out of the lot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really struck me was the enormous weight that is placed on the lone white pawn.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it really means; is the pawn supposed to defeat all the black chess pieces (how it's going to do that I don't know wei lol) ?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it supposed to just stay alive by randomly moving about ?&lt;br /&gt;Or, maybe, it is supposed to stay alive, but only to make sure its race (the whiteys) does not become extinct on that vast chessboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it means to fight for victory no matter what, or to place more importance on self-preservation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do know this. The whole situation on the chessboard above represents a situation many of us, if not all, have gone through before and may go through in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems that we're alone, with no one astride, facing the enemy head on. And it doesn't help that they are in such great numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enemy could take the form of anything.&lt;br /&gt;Us against studies.&lt;br /&gt;Us against real enemies.&lt;br /&gt;Us against friends.&lt;br /&gt;Us against hurdles we need to pass to get to a certain goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, to me, the ultimate enemy takes the form of sin. Or more accurately temptation.&lt;br /&gt;Us against temptation; money, love, vanity, suicide, sex, alcohol etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is vividly captured in the video, Lifehouse - Everything, which you can watch on Lim Ying Xian's blog (go check it out man, it's insane cool) January 15th post. It's only 5.33mins long but the values infused in it is so powerful it really, quote YX, tugs at your heart strings. It shows perfect examples of temptation that the girl goes through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I guessed that's why I'm using it as my header, to show that we will always face obstacles in life, often times alone, physically, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hopefully we will be like the white pawn, facing our enemies head on (though it's hard to tell cos it may be facing the other way to start running I wouldn't know, the pawn looks the same from every angle lol but I believe it is facing them head on :D ), and with God on our side, nothing is impossible, though it may seem so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489208099649870418-793088200357666744?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/793088200357666744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=793088200357666744' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/793088200357666744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/793088200357666744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/01/make-it-big-thank-you.html' title='Make it the lone white pawn.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1217360763937368068</id><published>2009-01-14T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:03:43.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it The Pillars of the Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just got back from college, saw something in my letter box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. okay, letter for Mr Chang..&lt;br /&gt;uh-huh, Mr Chang again... Mr Chang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, Miss Rachel Chang ! Heehee and with a Great Britain sticker.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;Finally. I've gotten all my acknowledgements from the unis ( :&lt;br /&gt;Was worried that they didn't get my application cos they took quite a while to reply but all's well. Funny that only Southampton's came by snail mail.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, did you know that peanut butter and cheese is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;superb&lt;/span&gt; combo ?&lt;br /&gt;Discovered that with my bro when I was real young.&lt;br /&gt;And peanut butter on strawberries is equally yummy :D&lt;br /&gt;Banana with peanut butter's splendid too.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, peanut butter is a delicious partner for everything lah k.&lt;br /&gt;Provided you like peanut butter lol&lt;br /&gt;It's like at the top of my list, next to it's rival, chocolate, and it's other rival, cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potato's not lagging far behind either, simply because potato is just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;Think french fries, mashed potatoes, garlic parsley potatoes, potato salad with bacon bits, potato in its jacket with sour cream, potato wedges, hash browns, criss cross potatoes from Burger King's, potato in stew or curry and so on. And potato chips ! How could I forget ?!&lt;br /&gt;And here we have, Mr. Potato, Chipster, Pringles &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( I initially typed Prongles hahahaha typo)&lt;/span&gt; and others.&lt;br /&gt;So, you see, am I right or am I right ?&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what led me to talk about food is the fact that I just got back and all I had from morning till now was Sarawakian noodles and me is hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and wouldn't you agree that Oreos is the best biscuit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;Besides all the chun ones like Famous Amos and stuff from Marks &amp;amp; Spencer etc lah  :D&lt;br /&gt;I really need to go get something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;There're mangosteens on the table.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go try that with peanut butter now.&lt;br /&gt;Tata ( ;&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/3489208099649870418-1217360763937368068?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1217360763937368068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1217360763937368068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1217360763937368068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1217360763937368068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/01/make-it-pillars-of-earth.html' title='Make it The Pillars of the Earth'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-4730465603492757737</id><published>2009-01-13T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T06:32:13.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it reassuring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanted to share something mind-blowing and amazing with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like nobody can hear me.&lt;br /&gt;As in, hear my distress and plea for help in time of need.&lt;br /&gt;Like not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; He will answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was just thinking about it minutes ago, that my future seems so bleak and full of uncertainty and I was just mulling over these thoughts and that yknow, I was not sure whether I'm heard even when I pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, out of no where, amidst my troubling thoughts, I just felt the urge to open iTunes, so random right lol, and I never open it when using the computer (I'm using comp now) cos only my lappie has all of my songs and iTunes in comp is very inadequate lol but suddenly I felt like I needed to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I opened iTunes, and just started scrolling down, pretty aimlessly, not even sure of what I'm looking for. Then I reached Hillsongs. And my eyes went straight to the song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Came To Rescue&lt;/span&gt; and I knew I had to play it. It's such a simple song, with only 2 verses, 1 chorus and a bridge, but I guess it was the lyrics that really struck me. I've heard this song a million times and it's actually one of my favourites but somehow it was only minutes ago that I realised how real a song can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chorus is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I called You answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You came to my rescue and I&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be where You are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was all I could do to contain the tears. I mean, I was reassured that, really, He will answer when I call. That I can always reach out to Him without feeling any shame. But somehow, through some weird malfunction of my brain, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; wondered, something that was niggling at the back of my mind, if He really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so like whatever la. I mean I felt reassured, but not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reassured&lt;/span&gt; reassured, you get ? Okay then I felt like checking my email. Mainly for any changes in UCAS. But weirdly I ended up scrolling down down down to the first few emails and clicked on an email VeiShaun sent me, only because I was wondering since when do I receive emails from VeiShaun and since the title wasn't in bold, I'd obviously opened it before but couldn't remember what it was about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that greeted me was :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Isaiah 65:24 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:6;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;'Before they call, I will answer.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Exactly in that size.&lt;br /&gt;I was left speechless and in awe.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like it was blasted right in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, to lead me to a song that answered my questions and silenced my doubts is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; enough but to reiterate it in an email sent ages ago is something altogether.&lt;br /&gt;And as if Him reassuring me that He will answer after I call was not enough, He had to show me that even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before &lt;/span&gt;I call, He will answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the verse is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they are still speaking I will hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I feel like this is so weird. Like good weird. And my 18-yr-old brain can't comprehend the extent to which His promises are so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to trust Him more.&lt;br /&gt;And it's never too late cos :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Return to me and I will return to you, says the Lord Almighty."&lt;br /&gt;Malachi 3:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel that sometimes I put too much importance on worldly things and also myself. And another song I played by Hillsongs United was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lead Me To The Cross&lt;/span&gt; and parts of the lyrics leapt out at me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Everything I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; once&lt;/span&gt; held dear,&lt;br /&gt;I count it all as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me to my knees,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord I lay me down&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rid me of myself&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I belong to You&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there is a reason for everything and to me, through what I experienced 10/15 minutes ago, it happened because this is the start of a new year. Year 2009. And it's time I stop living my life for myself and also to commit and rely on Him because He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still learning and like everyone else, I fall every now and then, but I'm trying ( :&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/3489208099649870418-4730465603492757737?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/4730465603492757737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=4730465603492757737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/4730465603492757737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/4730465603492757737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/01/make-it-reassuring.html' title='Make it reassuring.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-7217567753775030338</id><published>2009-01-13T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T01:15:56.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it an oddity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C'mon man, what kind of name is lilirac lah ohmygoodness&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona's is funniierrrr though lol !&lt;br /&gt;But JiaWei's is classic hahahahaha : D&lt;br /&gt;And how's chuenla for you lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish blogspot had animations like the Sony Ericsson's !!&lt;br /&gt;Really, I do. It really expresses what my face and body language look like hahahah&lt;br /&gt;I think the animations vary from model to model but my W580i ones are cutest ! tehe ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly one week from today is terror day : O&lt;br /&gt;I feel all woozy already just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I post up random entries nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Lost me marbles yo.&lt;br /&gt;And why are the unis taking so long to reply ?!&lt;br /&gt;Grr.&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/3489208099649870418-7217567753775030338?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/7217567753775030338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=7217567753775030338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7217567753775030338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/7217567753775030338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/01/make-it-oddity.html' title='Make it an oddity.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-3003331152283610434</id><published>2009-01-12T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T05:23:32.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it distasteful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ohmygoodness lah, please lah, why so annoying wan ?&lt;br /&gt;Just chill and stop being so uptight can ?&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I don't usually do emojimo posts, but I find it just so lame lah. So.. uncalled for. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I want to watch so many movies and buy so many DVDs haha. Really want to catch Inkheart in the cinemas and see if it stays true to the book, which I hope they really do. It's already kinda a spoiler for me cos Brandon Fraser's inside lol I'm not a big fan, didn't like him in Mummy or Bedazzled or that weird Looney Tunes movie thing. Want to see Bedtime Stories and Benjamin Button and Yes Man and IP Man.&lt;br /&gt;Too many movies lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to get the DVD for Wild Child, because the pathetic RM4 one I got from Penang has Emma Robert's face in purple hues due to shameful quality lol nothing can beat SubangJaya's DVD shop lol. I guess you pay double for better quality and so that your eyes don't get all screwy from the unearthly colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Contract Law test tmw, something neither I nor my fellow Lawers are looking forward to :| But tmw will inevitably come so, sigh, there's no escaping. Might as well go start studying early. Like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, have a good week ahead !&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/3489208099649870418-3003331152283610434?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/3003331152283610434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=3003331152283610434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3003331152283610434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3003331152283610434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/01/make-it-distasteful.html' title='Make it distasteful.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-5335280565676539667</id><published>2009-01-09T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:50:49.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrGkrrw4I/AAAAAAAABos/pZurXdBeo94/s1600-h/IMG_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrGkrrw4I/AAAAAAAABos/pZurXdBeo94/s400/IMG_0527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289243679296045954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing in particular about the title.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see the movie hee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven blogged in quite a while. And time is not on my side now either lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was the 2nd day back to college sigh. It's super crowded again now cos of the January 2009 intake ppl and them younglings are taking up so many, too many, parking spaces bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking through stuff and decided to post up pictures of 2008 lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zhen's 18th !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrGvj5oBI/AAAAAAAABo0/-pSG96dxr64/s1600-h/IMG_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrGvj5oBI/AAAAAAAABo0/-pSG96dxr64/s400/IMG_0560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289243682216189970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrGkrrw4I/AAAAAAAABos/pZurXdBeo94/s1600-h/IMG_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrGkrrw4I/AAAAAAAABos/pZurXdBeo94/s400/IMG_0527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289243679296045954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas 2008 ( :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrHBwPPMI/AAAAAAAABo8/Zeo38udsIHM/s1600-h/IMG_7067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrHBwPPMI/AAAAAAAABo8/Zeo38udsIHM/s400/IMG_7067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289243687099776194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrHVk99hI/AAAAAAAABpE/mnqBWv1TPlI/s1600-h/IMG_7078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrHVk99hI/AAAAAAAABpE/mnqBWv1TPlI/s400/IMG_7078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289243692421215762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Youth Camp 2008 with my group ( :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrHhnd8vI/AAAAAAAABpM/IDAxgXxjryM/s1600-h/PC212571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrHhnd8vI/AAAAAAAABpM/IDAxgXxjryM/s400/PC212571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289243695652926194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrskZByyI/AAAAAAAABpU/FZKxMwgYbng/s1600-h/PC212590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrskZByyI/AAAAAAAABpU/FZKxMwgYbng/s400/PC212590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289244332052826914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Tan brothers, Stephen and Andrew, who is finally back in Malaysia for good ! Andrew I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrtOjW87I/AAAAAAAABpk/g7uPsYwJXgo/s1600-h/PC212605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrtOjW87I/AAAAAAAABpk/g7uPsYwJXgo/s400/PC212605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289244343370445746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrsyVIIzI/AAAAAAAABpc/iCyQKwGyyQA/s1600-h/PC212597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrsyVIIzI/AAAAAAAABpc/iCyQKwGyyQA/s400/PC212597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289244335794561842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend ! ( :&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/3489208099649870418-5335280565676539667?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/5335280565676539667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=5335280565676539667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/5335280565676539667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/5335280565676539667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2009/01/make-it-curious-case-of-benjamin-button.html' title='Make it The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SWcrGkrrw4I/AAAAAAAABos/pZurXdBeo94/s72-c/IMG_0527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-3937207530786739886</id><published>2008-12-13T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T05:42:33.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it such a great experience at Teenstreet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeAhMxZmI/AAAAAAAABMk/ziObwWm9qdA/s1600-h/IMG_7034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeAhMxZmI/AAAAAAAABMk/ziObwWm9qdA/s400/IMG_7034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279307288701658722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inspiring. Great. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from Teenstreet today, left on the 9th, Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;And my experience there is just fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go as service team, cos to go as a participant you have to be 17 or under, 18-21 is Service Team, and 21 and above are Coaches. Service team takes care of all the games, and the bookstore, cafe etc and Coaches are like group leaders, where you lead a group of 6 teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being 18 this year I applied to be in the Service Team with Zhen and haha mana tau the quota was filled up so quickly and there was just no more space. Then my cell leader in church, Su-Anne, suggested that maybe we would like to go as Coaches. And my first reaction was like : oh cool ! Like that I still get to go to Teenstreet ! Coach.. so what. coach la, nvm wan, can wan. At least I still get to go yknow (Cos I was really looking forward to it as I had a great experience as a participant last year). Then I realized that, hey, I'm going as a Coach for the wrong reasons. I mean, was I just going as a Coach just so I could go for Teenstreet ? Just so that I can be there and have fun ? My priorities were wrong. Discussed with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Zhen &lt;/span&gt;and we decided to give it a day or two to pray about it and to really see if this is what we were meant to do. I knew that there has to be a reason for everything, but does the quota for Service team being full up mean that I should go as Coach ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing my quiet time the next night and through it God spoke to me and showed that deep down, it was clear that I have a passion for working with younger people, to help them and guide them. It was time I stopped doing things I'm gifted with, like sports and athletics (if I were in the Serv Team) and use my other gifts to help others, to give back a little of my time after what I've been blessed so much with. I became an assistant coach to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Pauline&lt;/span&gt; from SIB Chinese Church KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so my journey began. Reached Teenstreet, and went to meet up with Pauline, who is the lead coach and the girls who are in my group. 4 of them are from Pauline's church and the other two are from Puchong and Perlis. I was so pumped up and excited to meet them, to introduce myself and to communicate and have fun as well as share my experiences to help and guide them. Then... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pauline&lt;/span&gt;'s first questions was,&lt;br /&gt;"So, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;, can you speak Chinese ?"&lt;br /&gt;(you guys who know me know that I can't speak Chinese to&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;save my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha. Actually, I can understand but speak only a little and read.. nothing haha except a few characters)&lt;br /&gt;So I replied, "Erh. Heh. A &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bit&lt;/span&gt; ?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. Cos they all speak Chinese."&lt;br /&gt;*Stunned silence on my part covered up by incoherent mumblings that sounded a bit like "oh... haha... nvm.... can wan... heh... try la... oh dear. Crap."*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's that for you man.&lt;br /&gt;So I started panicking and was hyperventilating (maybe not so melodramatic la) but yeah, I mean... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW &lt;/span&gt;LA WEI. I wanted so much to connect with them but... hello ? Language barrier to the max lor. I thought, "I can't do this man. I really don't know what to do. How ? How &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but you see, God works in marvelously mysterious (or is it mysteriously marvelous ? haha) ways. Sure, day 1 was awkward alright. And yeah, I was stuttering and SO afraid they couldn't understand me even though I could understand them and the first Net time that night (where coaches do bible study with their Net) was a tad uncomfortable for me, and I was worrying and was so nervous and complaining (in my head of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it got better the next day, and even better the next day and improved the next and the next and ohmygoodness, I really really miss them now just talking about it. My Net members are &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;PehWen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Crystal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Stephenie&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Mandy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Oi Kha&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Heidi &lt;/span&gt;plus Pauline and I. They're in the ages between 12-15. And they are just so great and awesome and such a lovely bunch. Language barrier ? BAH, c'mon, nothing's too great or too impossible for God. I could speak a little and they could speak English too actually. And it didnt matter that they laughed at my Mandarin cos my intonation and everything were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt; (haha !) or that they sometimes couldn't understand me when I spoke in English cos, somehow, it all worked out ! Thank God ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPd_ly6d3I/AAAAAAAABMM/dQNHGoLPIWE/s1600-h/IMG_7013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPd_ly6d3I/AAAAAAAABMM/dQNHGoLPIWE/s400/IMG_7013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279307272755509106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PehWen on the left, Stephenie (red shirt) with her sister Crystal sitting above her, Pauline in orange, Mandy and Heidi. Oi Kha was at the back still working on her really detailed drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we bonded so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well &lt;/span&gt;and we talked like we were just a bunch of young girls even though I was their ass. coach. I guess my age helps me to relate better to them. The other people from Pauline's church are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Manson&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt;, and guys have separate Nets from girls, so I wasn't that familiar with them at first, but by the end of Teenstreet I could talk to Max freely as he's 17 and therefore closer to my age. The other 2 are younger and slightly more reserved but we still talked a little. They're such wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always, always a reason for something. And this experience being an ass. coach is just so eye opening and a fantastic opportunity for me. The girls were amazing and really fun and so cute ! I can't help but laugh at myself at how I was so worried at first about the Mandarin thing, cos I know now that I should always remember to rely on God's strength and not my own for I am just human and that nothing is impossible with God. I was definitely brought out of my comfort zone for the first time. And that was really mind-blowing and scary for me at first, but it was not so after this experience. I seriously thank God man, that Service Team was closed haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt so many things from the girls, and am so blessed that I am their ass. coach and also that Pauline was my coach because I could not wish for a more wonderful person to lead me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically, I am much more tan now haha due to excessive playing of football and ultimate frisbee and captain ball and a lil basketball. Lol and my waist and thighs are aching haha, it was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;football&lt;/span&gt; la. I would say that this was the first time I just went into a sport, only knowing 1 or 2 people, and ended up being friends with everyone after that just through playing football. We started off as a small group, just &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pauline&lt;/span&gt; (another Pauline, not my coach) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yvonne&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SuLin &lt;/span&gt;and we headed to a vast field where there were already 5 or so guys just kicking the ball. There we met this really nice guy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Josiah&lt;/span&gt;, from Penang, who was so insane patient with us girls who kicked like.. girls haha. He practiced just passing with us while the others played. I'm okay at kicking cos I used to play futsal with my bro and church but then, goal and field then were much smaller haha. So the keeper was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt; from Brunei and we just played in a small group with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Jeremiah&lt;/span&gt; (Josiah's brother) as well as younger guys. It was.. about 3pm ? And it was hot haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it, more and more people came and we decided to start a game. SuLin couldn't play because of her sprained ankle, so it was just Pauline and I. Two girls. Playing with 20 or so guys who seem to be very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fast&lt;/span&gt; and tall and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;footbally&lt;/span&gt; lol. Scary ? Not a chance ! Haha I normally attack, but found out that I make a good defender too hahaha it was really really fun and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt; the speaker from Germany played with us and he's really good man. Nobody was keeping score I think lol We stopped playing at 430 and the sun was still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blazing&lt;/span&gt; but haha instead of going back we headed to the hockey field for frisbee lol. Kolej Tunku Jaafar is huge man, the campus is insane. At about 5 plus a few guys managed to push Chris into the pool ! Hhahaha it's tradition I think to get the speakers into the pool lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was yesterday, the last full day of TS, and last night was just so sad cos the last night of TS is always one of mixed emotions. So we tried to do as much and play as much and interact as much as we could. It was extended an hour haha we played a few things with a variety of people.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Zhen&lt;/span&gt; and I got caught up in a game of Taboo with the Penangites and Bruneians and KCMCs which later turned into charades lol ! and finally the hand thingy game which was super lol man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these fun aside, I reflected and found that I would never switch this experience with anything else because it was such an encouraging journey for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeAL_YUGI/AAAAAAAABMU/u0W8Yw3pRh0/s1600-h/IMG_7032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeAL_YUGI/AAAAAAAABMU/u0W8Yw3pRh0/s400/IMG_7032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279307283008344162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Mel, Chris and Max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeAS6-6xI/AAAAAAAABMc/L7WmqqxiO9k/s1600-h/IMG_7033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeAS6-6xI/AAAAAAAABMc/L7WmqqxiO9k/s400/IMG_7033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279307284868950802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls with Pauline, Manson, Daniel and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeAhMxZmI/AAAAAAAABMk/ziObwWm9qdA/s1600-h/IMG_7034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeAhMxZmI/AAAAAAAABMk/ziObwWm9qdA/s400/IMG_7034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279307288701658722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeB-1KOXI/AAAAAAAABMs/LdGJPBwxRRA/s1600-h/IMG_7035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeB-1KOXI/AAAAAAAABMs/LdGJPBwxRRA/s400/IMG_7035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279307313835555186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPgUvW3r4I/AAAAAAAABM0/SYL3ugDGjPw/s1600-h/IMG_7036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPgUvW3r4I/AAAAAAAABM0/SYL3ugDGjPw/s400/IMG_7036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279309835122749314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the awesome worship team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPh4QyKgpI/AAAAAAAABN8/4aroQKMTRnI/s1600-h/IMG_7016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPh4QyKgpI/AAAAAAAABN8/4aroQKMTRnI/s400/IMG_7016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279311544902648466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stephenie and Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPh33aJIRI/AAAAAAAABN0/xPRGPx0eZxk/s1600-h/IMG_7046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPh33aJIRI/AAAAAAAABN0/xPRGPx0eZxk/s400/IMG_7046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279311538091008274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha they're so cute la ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPgVMRZ3RI/AAAAAAAABM8/JNt9ed4L5hg/s1600-h/IMG_7038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPgVMRZ3RI/AAAAAAAABM8/JNt9ed4L5hg/s400/IMG_7038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279309842884451602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really really like this picture ( : With PehWen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPgVo_1BGI/AAAAAAAABNE/A-FmjCXm8Ik/s1600-h/IMG_7039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPgVo_1BGI/AAAAAAAABNE/A-FmjCXm8Ik/s400/IMG_7039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279309850595361890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPgWcEPSAI/AAAAAAAABNM/SXkZO8qPkYc/s1600-h/IMG_7040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPgWcEPSAI/AAAAAAAABNM/SXkZO8qPkYc/s400/IMG_7040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279309864304068610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPgWydTZuI/AAAAAAAABNU/1YPyKXlFerg/s1600-h/IMG_7042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPgWydTZuI/AAAAAAAABNU/1YPyKXlFerg/s400/IMG_7042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279309870314776290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPh21kpu8I/AAAAAAAABNc/r3sPhFiCnMk/s1600-h/IMG_7054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPh21kpu8I/AAAAAAAABNc/r3sPhFiCnMk/s400/IMG_7054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279311520418347970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahah it's so great to hang out with them la, the age thing was really not a factor. Of course it took us some time to warm up with each other but once we started, there was no stopping us. They made me feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;young &lt;/span&gt;again. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPh3IuBELI/AAAAAAAABNk/6dz3ajvhqIw/s1600-h/IMG_7056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPh3IuBELI/AAAAAAAABNk/6dz3ajvhqIw/s400/IMG_7056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279311525557899442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachel Chua who made it into Service team ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPh3UfdPMI/AAAAAAAABNs/hM4bjOm9YSU/s1600-h/IMG_7057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPh3UfdPMI/AAAAAAAABNs/hM4bjOm9YSU/s400/IMG_7057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279311528718056642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After the bus dropped us off at Kelana Jaya station before we headed back to out respective homes. With Pauline and SuLin, the ones I played footie and frisbee with, and even pushed Pauline into the pool haha ! And mind you, I met her just that day itself but we clicked :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dead tired now. Haha couldn't sleep for 3 days straight over there, no idea why. So yeah. Tonight I'm gona crash man lol. So yeah, going off soon, to my Net if you guys are reading this, I miss you all so much ! Take care, and if you have anything or want someone to talk to, text/email me k or msn, but my msn is weird lol. And I'm really glad I met u guys !&lt;br /&gt;Loves ( :&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/3489208099649870418-3937207530786739886?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/3937207530786739886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=3937207530786739886' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3937207530786739886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3937207530786739886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/12/make-it-such-great-experience-at.html' title='Make it such a great experience at Teenstreet.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SUPeAhMxZmI/AAAAAAAABMk/ziObwWm9qdA/s72-c/IMG_7034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-709970217109114593</id><published>2008-12-05T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T06:10:41.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it the last day of college for year 2008 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkkAC4ZR9I/AAAAAAAABL8/UG_afnMOWsU/s1600-h/IMG_6995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkkAC4ZR9I/AAAAAAAABL8/UG_afnMOWsU/s400/IMG_6995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276288021633255378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heh and so the college semesters have come to an end for the year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seems like just yesterday (yeahyeah cliche phrase) since we first set our feet on Taylors grounds, new friendship explored and after a year, my, have our friendship blossomed and grew !&lt;br /&gt;We learnt much from each other, for me at least, and it's so great that I'm in PL2 hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I sound like we're done with ALevels d and that I'm not seeing you guys for another SIX MONTHS next year lol ! Haha but mind you, that farewell post is gona be much  emo-er.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, but yeah, as 2008 comes to an end, it just shows how time flies and we only have another 6 months ppl, then we separate and venture off to pursue our dreams and careers. Haih, until then, let's fully appreciate what we have, as we miss things most once they are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pics today haha as the last day of college for year 2008 ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkh9H-vurI/AAAAAAAABLU/ZUT_GXR0PxQ/s1600-h/IMG_6987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkh9H-vurI/AAAAAAAABLU/ZUT_GXR0PxQ/s400/IMG_6987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276285772439206578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms FionaGan, who wore the same top she wore on the first day of college. Actually we all planned to do that, but somehow tak jadi haha on my part, I tght that it wasnt officially the last day of college since we still have another 6 months, but it is the last day of college for year 2008 lol. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkh9nrfAQI/AAAAAAAABLc/qVxD8fYAgS4/s1600-h/IMG_6988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkh9nrfAQI/AAAAAAAABLc/qVxD8fYAgS4/s400/IMG_6988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276285780948353282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaa ! The last day of school allows you to break a few rules, (not like we don't break them all year round lol), shorts !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkh9_cq1CI/AAAAAAAABLk/IS81-az8v90/s1600-h/IMG_6991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkh9_cq1CI/AAAAAAAABLk/IS81-az8v90/s400/IMG_6991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276285787328664610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zis is ze pretty ladies, YingXian, JiaWei and FionaGan doing the SML which you, if you do not know us, would prolly not understand hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkh-ZwpHbI/AAAAAAAABLs/SzF41v2BFjk/s1600-h/IMG_6992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkh-ZwpHbI/AAAAAAAABLs/SzF41v2BFjk/s400/IMG_6992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276285794391760306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fiona Me YingXian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkh-iesAdI/AAAAAAAABL0/Zc2ICuAYQ38/s1600-h/IMG_6994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkh-iesAdI/AAAAAAAABL0/Zc2ICuAYQ38/s400/IMG_6994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276285796732371410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tehe ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkkAC4ZR9I/AAAAAAAABL8/UG_afnMOWsU/s1600-h/IMG_6995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkkAC4ZR9I/AAAAAAAABL8/UG_afnMOWsU/s400/IMG_6995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276288021633255378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, Fi, you got long arms, hahaha jk. I like this picture ! And NOOO, YX, you ain't wearing no wig woman ( : You is got beeautiful hair. Wah pariah English haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkkAluL9vI/AAAAAAAABME/CfaSiEKhejs/s1600-h/IMG_6996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkkAluL9vI/AAAAAAAABME/CfaSiEKhejs/s400/IMG_6996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276288030985680626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us. Not representative of our class though, cos I had to go off and cldn't get a pic with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm off now, take care classmates, till we meet again in year 2009, oh dear. Another year has passed, another year encroaching on us. Wah. A2 is coming ever nearer HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'll be real busy for the whole of December, so just a heads up for anyone planning anything ( : but it's okay if my dates clash with yours, you guys go ahead k ( :&lt;br /&gt;I won't be around from the 9th-13th, 15th-17th, 18th-21st, and then 22nd and 23rd there's carolling, then Christmas eve, Christmas and then not around from the 27th-30th. Phew, pretty full up huh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yes, see you guys next year, don't forget to go for the orientation briefing on the 6th of Jan for those involved only of course, which is tentatively scheduled at 10am. Details will be confirmed I think.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good December !&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/3489208099649870418-709970217109114593?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/709970217109114593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=709970217109114593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/709970217109114593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/709970217109114593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/12/make-it-last-day-of-college-this-year.html' title='Make it the last day of college for year 2008 !'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/STkkAC4ZR9I/AAAAAAAABL8/UG_afnMOWsU/s72-c/IMG_6995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-8601460261665147274</id><published>2008-11-27T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T03:59:11.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Twilight. is. so. so. so. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;love. love. love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the cars that I posted up earlier didn't appear ) :&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/3489208099649870418-8601460261665147274?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/8601460261665147274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=8601460261665147274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8601460261665147274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/8601460261665147274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/11/make-it-awesome.html' title='Make it awesome.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1930892011768277548</id><published>2008-11-26T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T03:17:53.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it at Twilight !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oZOEzzwI/AAAAAAAABJE/jjzroHrLc1g/s1600-h/movieposter3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oZOEzzwI/AAAAAAAABJE/jjzroHrLc1g/s400/movieposter3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272915152460828418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay okay, first and foremost, something very important, very much anticipated (better than unanticipated, but wrong context LOL), very much hyped about, and something I can't wait to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TWILIGHT &lt;/span&gt;tomorrow !&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yeahyeah may not be that big a deal for you lol but I can't wait to compare it to the book and criticize it if they get the parts wrong. Checked it out online, agree with all the characters and descriptions, except maybe Bella a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bit&lt;/span&gt;, and Esme omg ! Yknow who's the actress ?! That Rebecca woman from Grey's, the Jane Doe Karev fell in love with, the one who lost her face. I didn't like her in Grey's, but I'm trying not to let that affect how I see her as Esme. I still don't like her though haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; wait to see the cars on the big screen ! I nearly died when I saw the pictures. Here they are !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward's Volvo, silver S60R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0talCFBeI/AAAAAAAABKU/yBB-TWH9YLA/s1600-h/Edward+55133_00mg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0talCFBeI/AAAAAAAABKU/yBB-TWH9YLA/s400/Edward+55133_00mg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272920673361397218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice's Porsche 911 Turbo, which doesn't appear until New Moon : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0tbUigfCI/AAAAAAAABKc/KigvhX9nqK4/s1600-h/Alice+911turbo_30th_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0tbUigfCI/AAAAAAAABKc/KigvhX9nqK4/s400/Alice+911turbo_30th_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272920686113881122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlisle's Mercedes S55 AMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0tcPkWmLI/AAAAAAAABKs/eKTBOeppPMs/s1600-h/Carlisle+P1280754after.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0tcPkWmLI/AAAAAAAABKs/eKTBOeppPMs/s400/Carlisle+P1280754after.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272920701959313586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosalie's BMW M3 convertible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0tcOThGhI/AAAAAAAABK0/BhaBoDQx7Xg/s1600-h/Rosalie+BMW+M3+-+2002+-+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0tcOThGhI/AAAAAAAABK0/BhaBoDQx7Xg/s400/Rosalie+BMW+M3+-+2002+-+03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272920701620263442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best for last !&lt;br /&gt;The Aston Martin V12 Vanquish, which doesn't appear until Breaking Dawn omg, which is ages away lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0tb-nj2_I/AAAAAAAABKk/iOGOZ5EjI8A/s1600-h/Aston+Martin+2005.astonmartin.v12vanquish.20022455-E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0tb-nj2_I/AAAAAAAABKk/iOGOZ5EjI8A/s400/Aston+Martin+2005.astonmartin.v12vanquish.20022455-E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272920697409362930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that wasn't the best though, cos there's still Bella's Ferrari F430 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0vZ4FDg2I/AAAAAAAABLM/99yV3tnb6sM/s1600-h/Bella+pic05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0vZ4FDg2I/AAAAAAAABLM/99yV3tnb6sM/s400/Bella+pic05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272922860317541218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0vZiDPG5I/AAAAAAAABLE/Me6NGltqU48/s1600-h/Bella+2pic03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0vZiDPG5I/AAAAAAAABLE/Me6NGltqU48/s400/Bella+2pic03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272922854404332434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0vZeD_hvI/AAAAAAAABK8/X4gKqNbTObc/s1600-h/Bella+3speeding-ferrari-f430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0vZeD_hvI/AAAAAAAABK8/X4gKqNbTObc/s400/Bella+3speeding-ferrari-f430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272922853333763826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure which I like best though, a tie between the Vanquish and the convertible sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely can't wait till tmw !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oZb39cXI/AAAAAAAABJM/hICYttWgp0Q/s1600-h/ew_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oZb39cXI/AAAAAAAABJM/hICYttWgp0Q/s400/ew_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272915156165030258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol anyways, dug up a few really random pictures haha dating back to like 2006 I think lol but Youth camp's coming up and then Christmas and I got nostalgic haha so just gona post em up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Youth camp 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0lbkWm0PI/AAAAAAAABIc/X7BDYWtrREo/s1600-h/IMG_3420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0lbkWm0PI/AAAAAAAABIc/X7BDYWtrREo/s400/IMG_3420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272911894265909490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0lcIB9AnI/AAAAAAAABIk/bGogs0Lpe4Q/s1600-h/IMG_3422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0lcIB9AnI/AAAAAAAABIk/bGogs0Lpe4Q/s400/IMG_3422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272911903842959986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0lcVxGsqI/AAAAAAAABIs/IAlpiImBEDY/s1600-h/IMG_3434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0lcVxGsqI/AAAAAAAABIs/IAlpiImBEDY/s400/IMG_3434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272911907530388130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0lcqpoSPI/AAAAAAAABI0/y4iNkCTE5JY/s1600-h/IMG_3447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0lcqpoSPI/AAAAAAAABI0/y4iNkCTE5JY/s400/IMG_3447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272911913136179442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Granny's birthday&lt;/span&gt;, must be the same year; hair same length lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0lcpJZInI/AAAAAAAABI8/1KVU4t2nz4Y/s1600-h/IMG_3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0lcpJZInI/AAAAAAAABI8/1KVU4t2nz4Y/s400/IMG_3314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272911912732533362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, how I miss the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cameron's&lt;/span&gt;, 2007 maybe ? Again, judging from the length of hair lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oZV8WrrI/AAAAAAAABJU/iLLE-JioWsU/s1600-h/IMG_3485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oZV8WrrI/AAAAAAAABJU/iLLE-JioWsU/s400/IMG_3485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272915154572848818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oZ4jJ4vI/AAAAAAAABJc/DYhg2dRqXSM/s1600-h/IMG_3488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oZ4jJ4vI/AAAAAAAABJc/DYhg2dRqXSM/s400/IMG_3488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272915163862393586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oaoNLM5I/AAAAAAAABJk/1OtN5QWjcsI/s1600-h/IMG_3489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oaoNLM5I/AAAAAAAABJk/1OtN5QWjcsI/s400/IMG_3489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272915176655106962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zhen's birthday&lt;/span&gt; in The Curve, can't rmb when and I'm too lazy to count. 2005/6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0qy29IJ4I/AAAAAAAABJs/eLQCdSaCELo/s1600-h/IMG_1543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0qy29IJ4I/AAAAAAAABJs/eLQCdSaCELo/s400/IMG_1543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272917791954446210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0qzfTLZUI/AAAAAAAABJ0/1hoiXPT5tTk/s1600-h/IMG_1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0qzfTLZUI/AAAAAAAABJ0/1hoiXPT5tTk/s400/IMG_1544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272917802784351554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miriam's birthday&lt;/span&gt;, and yes, can't rmb when either. 2006 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0q0BwHUlI/AAAAAAAABKM/qeqc7tu814k/s1600-h/IMG_3545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0q0BwHUlI/AAAAAAAABKM/qeqc7tu814k/s400/IMG_3545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272917812032524882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brother's farewell&lt;/span&gt;, hmm, 2007. Much shorter hair for me hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0qzxO6ksI/AAAAAAAABKE/_RUnsnRt72Y/s1600-h/IMG_3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0qzxO6ksI/AAAAAAAABKE/_RUnsnRt72Y/s400/IMG_3583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272917807598310082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hawaiian Luau&lt;/span&gt; 2008 ! Haha and my hair just keeps shrinking up lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0qzxvstxI/AAAAAAAABJ8/BdHm60R_T40/s1600-h/hawaiian.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0qzxvstxI/AAAAAAAABJ8/BdHm60R_T40/s400/hawaiian.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272917807735813906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures but too lazy to wait for the thing to upload lol so I'm off now.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see Twilight, right YingXian !!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, hyper much lol. Haven gotten this hyper over a show since... Harry Potter ? No, maybe Eragon.. whatever, still can't wait till tmw lol.&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/3489208099649870418-1930892011768277548?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1930892011768277548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1930892011768277548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1930892011768277548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1930892011768277548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/11/make-it-at-twilight.html' title='Make it at Twilight !'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SS0oZOEzzwI/AAAAAAAABJE/jjzroHrLc1g/s72-c/movieposter3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6475326299472205318</id><published>2008-11-18T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T05:52:18.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it a movie mania.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay. So. I thought &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pathology&lt;/span&gt; would be a good watch.&lt;br /&gt;Huh.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, it's one of the sickest, most sadistic movie I've ever seen, and that's saying something cos I watch alot of movies and am normally okay with all these gory etc stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Pathology, starring Milo Ventimiglia (Peter Petrelli from Heroes) and Alyssa Milano (Phoebe from Charmed) is far from normally gory. It's utterly disgusting. It's not so much of the violence or the weapons used to kill, or the presence of gallons of blood, it's more of the sadistic thoughts and morbid scenes and the methods used to kill and the presence of more than enough premeditation leading to the murders. If they were caught, they'll prolly be charged with custodial sentences, hahaha remember PACE 1987 Law ppl ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I would&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;not encourage you to see it, or more like I would encourage you&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not &lt;/span&gt;see it lol, though if you do want to, it's prolly better to see the uncensored version, cos it shows you the real horrors of the show, and hopefully you'll realize what kind of B-grade, sick movie it is. Watching the censored one would prolly leave you thinking, "Oh, it's not so bad. What's wrong with a little slashing and stabbing, poke here poke there." But it's so much more than that, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't elaborate on the storyline cos that may just encourage you to see it lol. I'm quite immune to all these thrillers, killing, slashing, open disembowelment etc movies, but it's still&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; a healthy watch. I still can't believe I spent money on that stupid movie. Doesn't benefit anyone at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The Sisterhood Of The Travelling Pants 2&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand, is a good watch with lots of values infused in the show. Actresses are pretty good too, America Ferrera (Ugly Betty), Blake Lively (Serena, Gossip Girl), Alexis Bledel (Gilmore Girls) and Amber something haha. Anyways I wasn't aware there was a prequel to this movie but nevertheless, I could connect the story ( : Even that guy from Desperate Housewives, what's his name.. the one Bree married, the dentist dude, yeah, he's acting here too lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Another Cinderella Story&lt;/span&gt; starring Selena Gomez (Wizards of Waverly Place) and Drew Seeley is predictable. I think my favourite character is Dominique ! Haha Mary's (the 'Cinderella" played by Gomez) stepmother. Hahaha she's super funny la. So outrageous and in-your-face. One of the stepsisters is played by someone I had trouble figuring out. So familiar yet I couldn't pin point who. Then when it struck me, I couldn't stop laughing for what seemed ages ! LOL. You remember She's The Man, starring AmandaBynes, ? Remever the character "Eunice" ? The one obsessed with cheese hahahahha, and in her opinion cheese is "the best animal byproduct ever" ? Haha yeah she plays one of the stepsisters and is freakier than ever lol. Seriously man, the way she acts in this movie is roflable. Braces are still there lol. Gomez is hailed as one of the next top teenybopper singer/dancer, but I feel that others who have preceded her have done a better job ? Like Hilary Duff, Lindsay Lohan, even Miley Cyrus. We've yet to see Gomez more on the big screen and hopefully she won't disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm outdated, really, hahaha, but I just watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Mamma Mia&lt;/span&gt; recently ! LOL. And I lovelovelove it ! It's such a great movie, for me. The music's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;, I really do like Abba,  and the actors/actresses are splendid. There's a pretty good storyline too. I think I can watch it over and over and over again and will never fail to sing along everytime. It's definitely a memorable movie, I mean, who can ever forget Colin Firth in eyeliner and a doggie collar ? Haha and the songs are so appropriate for the scenes lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may see watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Madagascar 2&lt;/span&gt; in the cinema as a waste of money, but nothing beats seeing baby Alex, or Alakay, with his big blue eyes and cute mews and dance moves, prancing around catching butterflies on the big screen. So,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;no,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; too&lt;/span&gt; adorable ! Haha, very very funny movie, everyone in the cinema was laughing non-stop, and the show does have it's values too that it hopes to instil in the audience. One of my favourite characters will have to be Marty the zebra ! Haha or should I say the herd of zebras ? I just like the zebras la. Lol. Cos they're like replicas of Marty, and they talk the same and they act the same and they're just so funny. And just a heads up for you guys who haven watched, MotoMoto, Gloria the hippo's love interest, is voiced by Will.I.Am ! LOL haha. So watch out for him tehe. It's a good movie altogether and yeah, you should see it ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the middle of watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The Accidental Husband&lt;/span&gt;, starring Uma Thurman, Colin Firth and the guy who acted as Danny Duquette in Grey's. It's a cute movie, but I can't comment on the ending, haven reached it yet lol. Going off to see it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other movies lined up for me are &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Death Race&lt;/span&gt;, the latest &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/span&gt; (yes, I haven't seen it haha) and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hancock&lt;/span&gt; (yes, haven't seen that either).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are SO many books out now that I want SO much to buy ! But I have to wait for the prices to go down a bit, which would mean I have to wait a while for it to come out in paperback haih.&lt;br /&gt;I recently saw that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;InkDeath&lt;/span&gt;, the 3rd book to the InkHeart trilogy is out ! Ohmygoodness. Beh tahan lol. Then there's Cecelia Ahern's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The Gift&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Brisingr&lt;/span&gt; by Christopher Paolini (which I think is by far one of the books I want to read most) and&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Eclipse&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Stephanie Meyers which are not new, but I have not read them. It feels like forever man for me to wait for the prices to drop sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm off now to continue my movie.&lt;br /&gt;Study hard for the rest of yr papers AS ppl, and all the best to the SPM-ers too !&lt;br /&gt;Take care ! ( :&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/3489208099649870418-6475326299472205318?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6475326299472205318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6475326299472205318' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6475326299472205318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6475326299472205318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/11/make-it-utterly-disgusting.html' title='Make it a movie mania.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-5453347779971948559</id><published>2008-11-12T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:09:10.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it different but the same</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starbucks' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cranberry chicken sandwich&lt;/span&gt; is back !!&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;But it's called berry chicken sandwich now, to fit in with the Christmas season -.-&lt;br /&gt;Lol, but it's still the same old goodness-oozing carbo+protein+vege+nutty+cheesy+rosemary herby sandwich :D&lt;br /&gt;I think it comes only during festive seasons ?&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating one now as I type and the bread is crispy as it's straight from the oven and the cheese is melting and overflowing and I reach the middle... and the chicken is.. cold.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, didn't warm it up enough haha but still, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have one more ONE more paper left and I'm DONE.&lt;br /&gt;Law data response tmw gasp. Aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;Law essays were today, and I can't say whether I did well, cos I really don't know how I did, but hopefully I'll do well tmw !&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll be free !&lt;br /&gt;Free to read free to eat free to watch all the tv series till my eyes get screwy.&lt;br /&gt;Free to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next year of course... in February... when I find out my results.&lt;br /&gt;Potong stim lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays I'm off now.&lt;br /&gt;All the best for your remaining papers next week, Science ppl !&lt;br /&gt;And to fellow Law-ers, c'mon, tmw's the last time you'll be doing all that PACE 1984 and Judicial Precedent and legislation crap. Until, of course, your actual degree.&lt;br /&gt;So let's give it our best shot ya ? (:&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/3489208099649870418-5453347779971948559?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/5453347779971948559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=5453347779971948559' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/5453347779971948559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/5453347779971948559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/11/make-it-different-but-same.html' title='Make it different but the same'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-3215047933877773839</id><published>2008-11-04T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T05:10:36.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it very early.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I opened my first Christmas present yesterday !&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true okay, AS stress is NOT getting to me : D&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Econs papers are only approximately 36 hours away, so no stress right.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&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/3489208099649870418-3215047933877773839?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/3215047933877773839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=3215047933877773839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3215047933877773839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3215047933877773839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/11/make-it-very-early.html' title='Make it very early.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-6194991357936738339</id><published>2008-10-24T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T03:40:44.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it a hopefully good Senior Year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gona watch HSM 3 soon and it better be good haha.&lt;br /&gt;It's their Senior Year, so at least there'll be pretty dresses to look at I hope ?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, a shout out to fellow &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PL2&lt;/span&gt;s, I've just finished doing some Law, and I personally found that the Law notes Mrs Ong gave us are really useful !&lt;br /&gt;Tehe if you dont wana study them, just read or skim through.&lt;br /&gt;The style of writing of the authors is something I really hope to achieve lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My posts are getting shorter and shorter lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, Topshop etc are on sale now. Topman has paisley designed skinny ties for RM16 ! But that was on the first day of the sale, so it may be sold out by now lol.&lt;br /&gt;You can go find out after your exams are over haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best, fellow ALevels comrades.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&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/3489208099649870418-6194991357936738339?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/6194991357936738339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=6194991357936738339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6194991357936738339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/6194991357936738339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-it-hopefully-good-senior-year.html' title='Make it a hopefully good Senior Year.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-2285044790265133610</id><published>2008-10-17T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:33:41.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it a Crazy Little Thing Called Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPg-UWASJcI/AAAAAAAABIU/M1L3kGUVkHA/s1600-h/CLTCL3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPg-UWASJcI/AAAAAAAABIU/M1L3kGUVkHA/s400/CLTCL3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258021084180129218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Short announcement !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so there's a concert/play tomorrow, Oct 18th, at SIB KL from 5-7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;And there's no entrance fee ! FOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's produced by Colin Kirton of Footstool Players, entitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Crazy Little Thing Called Love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same play will also be staged publicly at KLPAC from the 6-16th Nov,&lt;br /&gt;but there's an entrance fee for that, which is a good thing though, cos it'll help support them in their current and future productions !&lt;br /&gt;So, why not, you go check it out tmw, and once you discover it's awesome (I bet it is), go again and bring your friends to KLPAC !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'The old song says that "love is a many- splendoured thing", but reality tells us that "love" can be bittersweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;  For its 2008/2009 season, Footstool Players is proud to present &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy Little Thing Called Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;: poignant portraits of the ties that bind – and sometimes knot – in a collection of sketches pertaining to the themes of love, courtship, marriage and family relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; The play features a mix of comedy and drama, but all thought-provoking in some way in highlighting issues pertaining to relationships. There's innocence, idealism, joy, humour, reassurance, hope, regret, heartbreak, sorrow, and more – everything that comes with that "crazy little thing called love"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;  You'll laugh, you'll weep. But most importantly, you'll also think – and perhaps also discover.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I would encourage all of you to go !&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, not too sure if I myself can make it lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIB KL is at : &lt;/span&gt;4th flr Bangunan Yin, No 7 Section 16/11, Jalan Damansara, Petaling Jaya&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/3489208099649870418-2285044790265133610?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/2285044790265133610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=2285044790265133610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2285044790265133610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2285044790265133610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-it-crazy-little-thing-called-love.html' title='Make it a Crazy Little Thing Called Love'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPg-UWASJcI/AAAAAAAABIU/M1L3kGUVkHA/s72-c/CLTCL3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-2185902940352431225</id><published>2008-10-15T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T06:06:31.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it run, baby, run.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmaSl1MTI/AAAAAAAABH0/FuNSbJr1Lv4/s1600-h/IMG_8408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmaSl1MTI/AAAAAAAABH0/FuNSbJr1Lv4/s400/IMG_8408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257361479366422834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXlkG0YDHI/AAAAAAAABHc/G-LmGf196pM/s1600-h/IMG_8369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXlkG0YDHI/AAAAAAAABHc/G-LmGf196pM/s400/IMG_8369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257360548493266034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We celebrated Clarys' birthday on the 30th of Sept !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At YeeLian's place which is somewhere in SS20/22 smtg smtg haha.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Ming Tien's after that just to grab some makan.&lt;br /&gt;And I went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;And after that at like 12midnight, what a fateful day, for the first time in my life,&lt;br /&gt;fell down on the road, tore my left ankle's ligament, surface crack on the bone.&lt;br /&gt;Weehee.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not all that bad ! Haha, just, yknow, ONLY 6 WEEKS HEALING PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;Deii ! 6 weeks wei.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, at first cannot jalan at all, hopping on one foot etc.&lt;br /&gt;Then now can walk la, but masih ada swelling even though it's been like 2 weeks plus.&lt;br /&gt;Left foot still looks like a tree trunk. Haha&lt;br /&gt;Still cant run, cant walk properly. Lol to me aih.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I will remember that day for the rest of my life &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Clarys Chan&lt;/span&gt; ! Your bday, the fateful day&lt;br /&gt;hahahah ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways pics from her birthday do :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXlj86QksI/AAAAAAAABHU/VmhwkQWD2OY/s1600-h/Clarys%27+bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXlj86QksI/AAAAAAAABHU/VmhwkQWD2OY/s400/Clarys%27+bday3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257360545833587394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Princess, YeeLian, Clarys, Yours truly, FionaGan, Mandy ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXlkP2BRvI/AAAAAAAABHk/DfSLn0YvzZQ/s1600-h/IMG_8376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXlkP2BRvI/AAAAAAAABHk/DfSLn0YvzZQ/s400/IMG_8376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257360550916081394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXlkG0YDHI/AAAAAAAABHc/G-LmGf196pM/s1600-h/IMG_8369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXlkG0YDHI/AAAAAAAABHc/G-LmGf196pM/s400/IMG_8369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257360548493266034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice pic, nice pic ( :&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXma_ClugI/AAAAAAAABIM/sSHEa-qwz2I/s1600-h/IMG_8380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXma_ClugI/AAAAAAAABIM/sSHEa-qwz2I/s400/IMG_8380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257361491298204162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmaSl1MTI/AAAAAAAABH0/FuNSbJr1Lv4/s1600-h/IMG_8408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmaSl1MTI/AAAAAAAABH0/FuNSbJr1Lv4/s400/IMG_8408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257361479366422834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The people ! PL2 ( :&lt;br /&gt;Top : Clarys, LiAn, Fiona&lt;br /&gt;Bottom : Scott, Kenny, Marcus, YeeLian, JiaWei, YingXian, Rachel, Mandy, Raja, KahKiat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmapr7dWI/AAAAAAAABIE/Heu_PuSxeB8/s1600-h/IMG_8403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmapr7dWI/AAAAAAAABIE/Heu_PuSxeB8/s400/IMG_8403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257361485566014818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mandy&lt;/span&gt; is trying to be sexy yo ! Hahaha, not bad right.&lt;br /&gt;Fiona looks quite bergaya heh. Nice side profile !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXlj7560mI/AAAAAAAABHM/8ECts8y1tXA/s1600-h/Clarys%27+bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXlj7560mI/AAAAAAAABHM/8ECts8y1tXA/s400/Clarys%27+bday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257360545563726434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But doesn't this pic just bomb her whole sexy image lol ! But it's her specialty, so love it or hate it. I suggest you love it cos it'll give you laughter for a million years lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXljoRV4_I/AAAAAAAABHE/WcFrI1OHi-k/s1600-h/Clarys%27+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXljoRV4_I/AAAAAAAABHE/WcFrI1OHi-k/s400/Clarys%27+bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257360540293260274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;FionaGan&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmaatRjmI/AAAAAAAABH8/-XDwrtUqGm8/s1600-h/IMG_8404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmaatRjmI/AAAAAAAABH8/-XDwrtUqGm8/s400/IMG_8404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257361481545125474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't know what kinda muka poyo that is, but F again looks quite bergaya, stone also actually haha ! But oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmaIoVJZI/AAAAAAAABHs/IvpM05aPUrk/s1600-h/IMG_8452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmaIoVJZI/AAAAAAAABHs/IvpM05aPUrk/s400/IMG_8452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257361476692551058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, us again, but with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Melvin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sach&lt;/span&gt; this time : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is off to study now, sigh, I hope the Math paper went well for you Math ppl today !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm currently very into this song, heard it a million times on the radio but never got to hear who sang it. Then then finally googled the lyrics and found out !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Check Yes Juliet by We The Kings&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I super like it lo tehe ( :&lt;br /&gt;Go listen to it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all !&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/3489208099649870418-2185902940352431225?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/2185902940352431225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=2185902940352431225' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2185902940352431225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/2185902940352431225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-it-run-baby-run.html' title='Make it run, baby, run.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SPXmaSl1MTI/AAAAAAAABH0/FuNSbJr1Lv4/s72-c/IMG_8408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-1139406910119456049</id><published>2008-10-03T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:39:08.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it exhausting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have very oddly, suddenly lost my focus for my studies.&lt;br /&gt;Recently.&lt;br /&gt;In the sense that when I study, I'm not concentrating.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow lost my ability to study like how I did before.&lt;br /&gt;And AS is looming nearer and nearer everyday !&lt;br /&gt;It's like I try so hard, I want to, but I simply can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think it's because I'm studying all for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; must do well.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;must study hard to do well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;must get good grades for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Till I forget 1 Corinthians 10:31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this ultra short post, don't think I've ever posted one so short before lol,&lt;br /&gt;if you have the same belief as me and you're feeling like me, or even anything else that makes you feel like giving up : when you're going through hardship, when you're just so burdened, when you're feeling not you,&lt;br /&gt;never forget Philippians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, study hard !&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/3489208099649870418-1139406910119456049?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/1139406910119456049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=1139406910119456049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1139406910119456049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/1139406910119456049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-it-exhausting.html' title='Make it exhausting.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-424028261546225392</id><published>2008-09-20T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T06:18:13.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it such a beautiful union.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNToACrjaMI/AAAAAAAABE8/ZgME8dyBjYs/s1600-h/IMG_6294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNToACrjaMI/AAAAAAAABE8/ZgME8dyBjYs/s400/IMG_6294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074553210661058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Attended a wedding ceremony today at 11am, at First Baptist Church, Pantai.&lt;br /&gt;Whose ?&lt;br /&gt;None other than &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Patrick Cheng Yee &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Selena Tan&lt;/span&gt;'s ! ((( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was supposed to usher with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MiriamTiong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;DeniseCheong&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;PaulynnYu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TzuAnne &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; Paulynn's friend. The colours for the theme were pretty pastel. So we were required to be dressed in light purple, pink, cream or white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lor, open cupboard look at all my dresses... sei lor.&lt;br /&gt;3/4 of my dresses are black (either fully or black base with design).&lt;br /&gt;And the ones that are not are like bright colourful sundresses.&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana la dei.&lt;br /&gt;I like black la. But that's kinda obvious so haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frantic texting to college friends was a total must.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I went home from college looking as if I just got back from a shopping spree.&lt;br /&gt;2 bagfulls of dresses, brought home 8 dresses in total haha. All of different colours.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, lol, borrowed from another friend hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But thanks so much &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;YingXian&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;GionaFan&lt;/span&gt;, oops sorry I meant &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FionaGan&lt;/span&gt;, too lazy to press 'backspace' lol, and also &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MandyLau&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ushers were supposed to be in church by 9.30 to help fold booklets, get the guestbooks ready etc. And we were running really late ! Booklets not so easy to fold wan wei. Haha. Cos it wasn't the ones you fold in half which I somehow thought would be the case. It's actually like fold an A4 into 3 parts but the 3 parts are not like all facing together. It's supposed to look like this --&gt;   /\/  if you look at it from the top. Like how a chinese fan is folded kinda thing. And there were no guidelines. And the paper was super thick. And there were so many to fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with the help of the worship team &amp;amp; other ppl, we managed to get it done hooray ( :&lt;br /&gt;And normally in some cases the bride is always late kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;Selena was not on time, she reached 5/10 minutes earlier hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So rush like insane lor.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling while chasing ppl into the hall lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the proceedings took place ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from here onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride, Selena, reached the most front pew looking gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTfm6aV0bI/AAAAAAAABAI/eZ7QqBRMHPk/s1600-h/IMG_6203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTfm6aV0bI/AAAAAAAABAI/eZ7QqBRMHPk/s400/IMG_6203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248065325401231794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get better shots cos as ushers we were sitting nearest to the front exit, which meant I was right at the left end, furthest from the middle haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naik tangga to say the vows. Look at the train !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTfnI9WngI/AAAAAAAABAQ/VnGexuiR0pY/s1600-h/IMG_6206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTfnI9WngI/AAAAAAAABAQ/VnGexuiR0pY/s400/IMG_6206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248065329306181122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick looking quite dashing yo.&lt;br /&gt;Since wedding cakes are always fake, only a real layer for the newly weds to cut, Hann &amp;amp; Su-Anne's auntie, who is a totally awesome baker/cake decorator (refer to my April post, Make it a splendid kick off, to see the super maju masquerade cake she made for Su-Anne's birthday), made little cupcakes which you can see there at the bottom surrounding the 6 pillars. They were not only so awesomely cute but they tasted good as well ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTfnRlVGvI/AAAAAAAABAY/Ci5s9jLNnXE/s1600-h/IMG_6207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTfnRlVGvI/AAAAAAAABAY/Ci5s9jLNnXE/s400/IMG_6207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248065331621337842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Adrienne&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I. The dress I'm wearing, it's hers. Actually, she wanted to wear the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;same &lt;/span&gt;dress for the wedding too ! Haha, but I was so desperate lol and she's such a dear. So she ended up wearing what she calls a Barney dress haha  ! Just cos it's purple &amp;amp; green. But it's really nice too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTfn6pO6JI/AAAAAAAABAo/eXCtK_9cDv4/s1600-h/IMG_6214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTfn6pO6JI/AAAAAAAABAo/eXCtK_9cDv4/s400/IMG_6214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248065342643562642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTsHRhZjuI/AAAAAAAABG0/tRovVGWLgWY/s1600-h/IMG_6213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTsHRhZjuI/AAAAAAAABG0/tRovVGWLgWY/s400/IMG_6213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248079075500199650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LimWeiZhen &amp;amp; DeniseCheong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTfnoF9CRI/AAAAAAAABAg/Lsz60pCb6OI/s1600-h/IMG_6211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTfnoF9CRI/AAAAAAAABAg/Lsz60pCb6OI/s400/IMG_6211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248065337663752466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNThF2Z7TSI/AAAAAAAABAw/-Tu6uddAk7U/s1600-h/IMG_6215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNThF2Z7TSI/AAAAAAAABAw/-Tu6uddAk7U/s400/IMG_6215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248066956413324578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNThGAeKZjI/AAAAAAAABA4/yxI7c9XXYjs/s1600-h/IMG_6216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNThGAeKZjI/AAAAAAAABA4/yxI7c9XXYjs/s400/IMG_6216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248066959115445810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Mim, I like this pic ( ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTsHUT0f4I/AAAAAAAABG8/aL7oocI7XuQ/s1600-h/IMG_6222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTsHUT0f4I/AAAAAAAABG8/aL7oocI7XuQ/s400/IMG_6222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248079076248551298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ever lovely Su-Anne. How old do you think she is ? She looks really young right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNThGugD6KI/AAAAAAAABBA/QD_aZlHXcvc/s1600-h/IMG_6217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNThGugD6KI/AAAAAAAABBA/QD_aZlHXcvc/s400/IMG_6217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248066971471440034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNThG4WANYI/AAAAAAAABBI/qqMs-y5S8xo/s1600-h/IMG_6220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNThG4WANYI/AAAAAAAABBI/qqMs-y5S8xo/s400/IMG_6220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248066974113609090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MichelleFong &amp;amp; us. I look like I sesak nafas or something la wei lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNThHOLpw6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/z4tYRjQqTTc/s1600-h/IMG_6221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNThHOLpw6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/z4tYRjQqTTc/s400/IMG_6221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248066979975775138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise, Miriam, Shaun ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTiSczQCFI/AAAAAAAABBY/CMrTFo63qSI/s1600-h/IMG_6225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTiSczQCFI/AAAAAAAABBY/CMrTFo63qSI/s400/IMG_6225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248068272390146130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTiSnt9LyI/AAAAAAAABBg/DRc40CS6pCg/s1600-h/IMG_6227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTiSnt9LyI/AAAAAAAABBg/DRc40CS6pCg/s400/IMG_6227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248068275320729378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the camwhoring begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTiSl1ynKI/AAAAAAAABBo/PKvcKpUkfmM/s1600-h/IMG_6230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTiSl1ynKI/AAAAAAAABBo/PKvcKpUkfmM/s400/IMG_6230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248068274816720034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTiTKDJBOI/AAAAAAAABBw/zp4AwEHgt1c/s1600-h/IMG_6231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTiTKDJBOI/AAAAAAAABBw/zp4AwEHgt1c/s400/IMG_6231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248068284536390882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTiTN_C1rI/AAAAAAAABB4/FBfG47Jj_8I/s1600-h/IMG_6233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTiTN_C1rI/AAAAAAAABB4/FBfG47Jj_8I/s400/IMG_6233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248068285592950450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTjNpcN4uI/AAAAAAAABCA/7uVCQT6XSz0/s1600-h/IMG_6238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTjNpcN4uI/AAAAAAAABCA/7uVCQT6XSz0/s400/IMG_6238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248069289395479266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTjN-WadZI/AAAAAAAABCI/g2XxYCMeOa0/s1600-h/IMG_6241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTjN-WadZI/AAAAAAAABCI/g2XxYCMeOa0/s400/IMG_6241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248069295008282002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Ju-Hann was like, Haiya you taller than me cos of heels ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTjODlVcOI/AAAAAAAABCQ/mYMtjFEpOto/s1600-h/IMG_6244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTjODlVcOI/AAAAAAAABCQ/mYMtjFEpOto/s400/IMG_6244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248069296413044962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jengjengjeng, Zhen's not wearing heels lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTjOAtw-mI/AAAAAAAABCY/75sKu6pZNI0/s1600-h/IMG_6245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTjOAtw-mI/AAAAAAAABCY/75sKu6pZNI0/s400/IMG_6245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248069295643097698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newly weds taking a breather tehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTjOQkbcNI/AAAAAAAABCg/4SceH4eoKP4/s1600-h/IMG_6248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTjOQkbcNI/AAAAAAAABCg/4SceH4eoKP4/s400/IMG_6248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248069299898904786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miriamee shaking her thoosh haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTkJVskRDI/AAAAAAAABCo/NFELaBj28WI/s1600-h/IMG_6250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTkJVskRDI/AAAAAAAABCo/NFELaBj28WI/s400/IMG_6250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248070314887496754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha lol Mim was persuading Hann to act like the idiot boyfriend of Julia Stile's sister in 10 Things I Hate About You. 1st attempt failed. Lol laughing too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTkJplwhII/AAAAAAAABCw/hF4X8u6j258/s1600-h/IMG_6258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTkJplwhII/AAAAAAAABCw/hF4X8u6j258/s400/IMG_6258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248070320227648642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, 2nd attempt bolehlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTkJ1FFHJI/AAAAAAAABC4/LazlPbAjmrE/s1600-h/IMG_6260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTkJ1FFHJI/AAAAAAAABC4/LazlPbAjmrE/s400/IMG_6260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248070323311811730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this pic, then had this feeling that the photo was so familiar.. like I've seen it somewhere. Sure enough I found the near replica. Luckily not wearing same shirt or tie hahaha if not it's like same same yknow lol. Haha the 2nd was during Love Actually lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTreSQ3aLI/AAAAAAAABGc/1iW5V_ijTk0/s1600-h/IMG_6256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTreSQ3aLI/AAAAAAAABGc/1iW5V_ijTk0/s400/IMG_6256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248078371324651698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTresXzPMI/AAAAAAAABGs/zXeQw3djh8U/s1600-h/IMG_4949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTresXzPMI/AAAAAAAABGs/zXeQw3djh8U/s400/IMG_4949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248078378333060290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTkJ_3eqII/AAAAAAAABDA/D2oODZeoRdc/s1600-h/IMG_6259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTkJ_3eqII/AAAAAAAABDA/D2oODZeoRdc/s400/IMG_6259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248070326207555714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YenYi &amp;amp; Nat Li ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTkKJMMflI/AAAAAAAABDI/CG5OFuKbJ60/s1600-h/IMG_6261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTkKJMMflI/AAAAAAAABDI/CG5OFuKbJ60/s400/IMG_6261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248070328710364754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTlPg4GY2I/AAAAAAAABDQ/2EnDNKeKqXg/s1600-h/IMG_6262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTlPg4GY2I/AAAAAAAABDQ/2EnDNKeKqXg/s400/IMG_6262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248071520479503202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTlQLuIlfI/AAAAAAAABDg/i3_4erL3DAU/s1600-h/IMG_6267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTlQLuIlfI/AAAAAAAABDg/i3_4erL3DAU/s400/IMG_6267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248071531980428786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pageboy, DanielTan &amp;amp; his friend haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTlP_5ykmI/AAAAAAAABDY/jy-pVDSqES4/s1600-h/IMG_6264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTlP_5ykmI/AAAAAAAABDY/jy-pVDSqES4/s400/IMG_6264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248071528808092258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're such a cute couple la, agreed ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTlQMEYXmI/AAAAAAAABDo/K5hgXZcA6NI/s1600-h/IMG_6268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTlQMEYXmI/AAAAAAAABDo/K5hgXZcA6NI/s400/IMG_6268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248071532073737826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTlQQVw15I/AAAAAAAABDw/S2aCbAJ-5Lw/s1600-h/IMG_6271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTlQQVw15I/AAAAAAAABDw/S2aCbAJ-5Lw/s400/IMG_6271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248071533220386706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selena going to throw her bouquet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTmWFSJM6I/AAAAAAAABD4/Q3L2LGVje7Y/s1600-h/IMG_6274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTmWFSJM6I/AAAAAAAABD4/Q3L2LGVje7Y/s400/IMG_6274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248072732843258786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scramble scramble push push (lightly of course) haha. LingSi got it in the end !&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTmWUt8RmI/AAAAAAAABEA/ubrWhql3jLs/s1600-h/IMG_6277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTmWUt8RmI/AAAAAAAABEA/ubrWhql3jLs/s400/IMG_6277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248072736986383970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTmWgE2OVI/AAAAAAAABEI/lvNx-PzqT7A/s1600-h/IMG_6278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTmWgE2OVI/AAAAAAAABEI/lvNx-PzqT7A/s400/IMG_6278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248072740035246418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StephenTan ! One of the groomsmen. Long time no see ( : Good to have you back with us even if it's only for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTmW609yzI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Q2uMr2LCf0Q/s1600-h/IMG_6282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTmW609yzI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Q2uMr2LCf0Q/s400/IMG_6282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248072747216390962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see, I'm doing my honours, and my thesis is about.... that's why if you don't fill in the survey for me, I will fail wan ! Better do k !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTmXPlsW3I/AAAAAAAABEY/UMH59eE1siI/s1600-h/IMG_6287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTmXPlsW3I/AAAAAAAABEY/UMH59eE1siI/s400/IMG_6287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248072752789478258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTn_eV1tjI/AAAAAAAABEk/0ThH-ALOQ9o/s1600-h/IMG_6286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTn_eV1tjI/AAAAAAAABEk/0ThH-ALOQ9o/s400/IMG_6286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074543455909426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PeterYu ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTn_pSE2II/AAAAAAAABEs/D-MuXhCjKwY/s1600-h/IMG_6288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTn_pSE2II/AAAAAAAABEs/D-MuXhCjKwY/s400/IMG_6288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074546392914050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PatrickTan who is PatrickChengYee's brother-in-law who is SelenaTan's brother haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNToABUBcgI/AAAAAAAABE0/QwDjEuQraFo/s1600-h/IMG_6293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNToABUBcgI/AAAAAAAABE0/QwDjEuQraFo/s400/IMG_6293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074552843530754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the radiant bride !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNToACrjaMI/AAAAAAAABE8/ZgME8dyBjYs/s1600-h/IMG_6294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNToACrjaMI/AAAAAAAABE8/ZgME8dyBjYs/s400/IMG_6294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074553210661058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You makan d ?" Haha still so concerned about us on her wedding day ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNToATyixOI/AAAAAAAABFE/imeixq-IG0s/s1600-h/IMG_6299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNToATyixOI/AAAAAAAABFE/imeixq-IG0s/s400/IMG_6299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074557803381986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrienne with Patrick the new husband : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTo8QreKVI/AAAAAAAABFM/qFeuTwMZCV0/s1600-h/IMG_6302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTo8QreKVI/AAAAAAAABFM/qFeuTwMZCV0/s400/IMG_6302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248075587760564562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhen, Rachel, Shaun, Denise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTo8zN-tSI/AAAAAAAABFU/njwDLYf6_r8/s1600-h/IMG_6304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTo8zN-tSI/AAAAAAAABFU/njwDLYf6_r8/s400/IMG_6304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248075597032109346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaun : "Ok ok let's do the sexy model slouch ! I teach you. "&lt;br /&gt;LOL la it just turned out as real slouchy la hello haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTo9M17kfI/AAAAAAAABFc/3VIx-1CU3_s/s1600-h/IMG_6305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTo9M17kfI/AAAAAAAABFc/3VIx-1CU3_s/s400/IMG_6305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248075603910562290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is quite alot of difference in height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTo9W2eGII/AAAAAAAABFk/DgdrbvZLu-w/s1600-h/IMG_6307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTo9W2eGII/AAAAAAAABFk/DgdrbvZLu-w/s400/IMG_6307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248075606597179522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to boost Nat's self-esteem we shall...&lt;br /&gt;bend down !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTo9xwTsBI/AAAAAAAABFs/akM_vuE5rgQ/s1600-h/IMG_6306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTo9xwTsBI/AAAAAAAABFs/akM_vuE5rgQ/s400/IMG_6306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248075613819088914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you thought that was bad, it's at least better than doing this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTqLnPwADI/AAAAAAAABF0/1ZPrbEbMzhQ/s1600-h/IMG_6311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTqLnPwADI/AAAAAAAABF0/1ZPrbEbMzhQ/s400/IMG_6311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248076951027974194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, hi there Denise !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTqLyZhClI/AAAAAAAABF8/s06ciIgMAlU/s1600-h/IMG_6310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTqLyZhClI/AAAAAAAABF8/s06ciIgMAlU/s400/IMG_6310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248076954021726802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTqMOsZYRI/AAAAAAAABGE/KYS2Y2CyuJM/s1600-h/IMG_6309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTqMOsZYRI/AAAAAAAABGE/KYS2Y2CyuJM/s400/IMG_6309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248076961617109266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mim's feet were dying, poor dear lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTqMZcH3aI/AAAAAAAABGM/ulTRIDKtLgQ/s1600-h/IMG_6312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTqMZcH3aI/AAAAAAAABGM/ulTRIDKtLgQ/s400/IMG_6312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248076964501642658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last shot with Adrienne before we bertolak to makan lunch ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTqMj3T18I/AAAAAAAABGU/SQoibHl2ORo/s1600-h/IMG_6314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTqMj3T18I/AAAAAAAABGU/SQoibHl2ORo/s400/IMG_6314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248076967300028354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha she only dares to do this in the carpark lol. Or does she ? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTreiAnu2I/AAAAAAAABGk/XT3AKRTNoBE/s1600-h/IMG_6316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTreiAnu2I/AAAAAAAABGk/XT3AKRTNoBE/s400/IMG_6316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248078375551482722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha oh well, all in all it was a fun &amp;amp; happy occasion ( :&lt;br /&gt;And it's great to be able to witness two people who previously led separate lives, become one ( :&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog about dearest Zhen's birthday party soon !&lt;br /&gt;So many happyhappy occasions ( :&lt;br /&gt;Leaves you in a good mood.&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/3489208099649870418-424028261546225392?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/424028261546225392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=424028261546225392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/424028261546225392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/424028261546225392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/09/make-it-such-beautiful-union.html' title='Make it such a beautiful union.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNToACrjaMI/AAAAAAAABE8/ZgME8dyBjYs/s72-c/IMG_6294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-3489569282823439891</id><published>2008-09-20T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T07:35:33.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it make you blow out relightable candles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTZ9XolfuI/AAAAAAAABAA/RF1AodjykYQ/s1600-h/DSC03840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTZ9XolfuI/AAAAAAAABAA/RF1AodjykYQ/s400/DSC03840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248059114132963042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTT3XTAtBI/AAAAAAAAA_c/0qXDbY4cz_c/s1600-h/DSC03843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTT3XTAtBI/AAAAAAAAA_c/0qXDbY4cz_c/s400/DSC03843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248052413893489682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahaha, so yes, like FionaGan said, I've not been actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frequently &lt;/span&gt;updating lol.&lt;br /&gt;Partly because I was stuck in Johor for like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;eternity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For 4 days only lah actually heh&lt;br /&gt;BUT there was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; internet/Astro/books, so it did feel like an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily found some DVDs that were left behind, so ended up watching Joan of Arc, Chicken Run, Memphis Belle &amp;amp; Shrek 3 lol. Eyes also went screwy d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm putting all the past stories I wanted to post about on hold, and gona blog on more recent events first. So so so, haha first up is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;FionaGan's 18th &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Which was a surprise birthday do at Italiannies, Pyramid on 08 09 08.&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was supposed to be held on 06 09 08, Sat night at Delicious, 1u.&lt;br /&gt;But had to postpone cos ada hal and something came up etc I sien wana talk about it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually feeling very sien right now. Malas wana type lol. Just got back from wedding, see.&lt;br /&gt;Which I will blog about later. Aiyo so malas lah lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, FionaGan took umpteenth years to get to Italiannies, so we had to blow out the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;relightable&lt;/span&gt; candles, which &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt;, relit after we blew them out -.-&lt;br /&gt;Or tried to blow, that is.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, so had to get news candles from the restaurant, thank goodness ada haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the b-e-a-u-tiful birthday girl ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTGa6q7EdI/AAAAAAAAA6c/10y9GpEwAJY/s1600-h/IMG_6007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTGa6q7EdI/AAAAAAAAA6c/10y9GpEwAJY/s400/IMG_6007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248037631521657298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;LuYi &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;JoelGan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doughnuts which were &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Alialialia&lt;/span&gt;'s brilliant idea ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Germs &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;YiMing&lt;/span&gt; dears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTGb0ftkbI/AAAAAAAAA68/nM6jZGoGM7M/s1600-h/IMG_6024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTGb0ftkbI/AAAAAAAAA68/nM6jZGoGM7M/s400/IMG_6024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248037647043891634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarys &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTGbNWNS7I/AAAAAAAAA6k/wbPmxEOkP7Y/s1600-h/IMG_6009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTGbNWNS7I/AAAAAAAAA6k/wbPmxEOkP7Y/s400/IMG_6009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248037636535045042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin with the balloons lol and a few of them trying to stick the banner lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTGbZfvfyI/AAAAAAAAA6s/lPIUhcONZRo/s1600-h/IMG_6015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTGbZfvfyI/AAAAAAAAA6s/lPIUhcONZRo/s400/IMG_6015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248037639796260642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTGbpbtr2I/AAAAAAAAA60/cG1XXJ2wmFE/s1600-h/IMG_6025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTGbpbtr2I/AAAAAAAAA60/cG1XXJ2wmFE/s400/IMG_6025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248037644074332002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I really am feeling quite lethargic now. So I think I shall just post up more pics with really short sentences tehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here're multiple shots of my closest dahlings that night lol.&lt;br /&gt;The birthday girl &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MandyLau &lt;/span&gt;( :&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTT3oJeQRI/AAAAAAAAA_o/iK4Vbea0iqE/s1600-h/DSC03840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTT3oJeQRI/AAAAAAAAA_o/iK4Vbea0iqE/s400/DSC03840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248052418416886034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTH_9Sdd2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/GMWqnCWvkpk/s1600-h/IMG_6021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTH_9Sdd2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/GMWqnCWvkpk/s400/IMG_6021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248039367391147874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MandyLau doing her highly acclaimed 'sexy' look. Maximum LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTH_sDL1gI/AAAAAAAAA7E/P3Ef4OEMaqw/s1600-h/IMG_6019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTH_sDL1gI/AAAAAAAAA7E/P3Ef4OEMaqw/s400/IMG_6019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248039362763675138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can read Fiona's mind. "Yeahh, uh-huh. Right. Okay whatever." In response to Mandy's GimmeGimmeMore worthy face lol.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Super lol &lt;/span&gt;lah this pic. I look also can laugh keseorangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTIAXA3eTI/AAAAAAAAA7c/wCYyg9E0MQE/s1600-h/IMG_6034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTIAXA3eTI/AAAAAAAAA7c/wCYyg9E0MQE/s400/IMG_6034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248039374296676658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino cake from F to M ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTH_8v7SvI/AAAAAAAAA7U/eZ2PV5YLW4I/s1600-h/IMG_6026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTH_8v7SvI/AAAAAAAAA7U/eZ2PV5YLW4I/s400/IMG_6026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248039367246301938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my favouritestest shot of them ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTIAU2uDEI/AAAAAAAAA7k/tisegMu8m78/s1600-h/IMG_6051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTIAU2uDEI/AAAAAAAAA7k/tisegMu8m78/s400/IMG_6051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248039373717244994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Totally candid &amp;amp; near symmetrical ( : I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a great picture !&lt;br /&gt;YingXian &amp;amp; JustinMa(h ?), LuYi &amp;amp; FionaGan.&lt;br /&gt;And the best part is neither pair is looking at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTJ3dcmsEI/AAAAAAAAA7s/pAYa8l2gWq4/s1600-h/IMG_6048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTJ3dcmsEI/AAAAAAAAA7s/pAYa8l2gWq4/s400/IMG_6048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248041420428062786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just so fabulous, no ? ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayokay so the boyfriend, LuYi, is gona feed the birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;Step 1 : Birthday girl bracing herself. Tying up hair all. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTJ31ki64I/AAAAAAAAA70/DMOJpHQIQCo/s1600-h/IMG_6057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTJ31ki64I/AAAAAAAAA70/DMOJpHQIQCo/s400/IMG_6057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248041426903821186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2 : "Wah, a bit the big right. Spoon I mean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTJ32bs1DI/AAAAAAAAA78/YOFREGg8M-E/s1600-h/IMG_6060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTJ32bs1DI/AAAAAAAAA78/YOFREGg8M-E/s400/IMG_6060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248041427135157298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3 : Open wide ! LOL it's as if Justin is going, "Aammm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTJ4BPUgFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/tBvfXkVYk-s/s1600-h/IMG_6061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTJ4BPUgFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/tBvfXkVYk-s/s400/IMG_6061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248041430036021330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4 : Haiya, confirm mengalir keluar wan right. So whatodo, use hand lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTJ4dg_WWI/AAAAAAAAA8M/MEitVCipVGE/s1600-h/IMG_6062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTJ4dg_WWI/AAAAAAAAA8M/MEitVCipVGE/s400/IMG_6062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248041437626325346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5 : Another piece ! Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTLOa3sZyI/AAAAAAAAA8U/WERkIhIS2o8/s1600-h/IMG_6063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTLOa3sZyI/AAAAAAAAA8U/WERkIhIS2o8/s400/IMG_6063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248042914384996130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 6 : Drip again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTLOa3sZyI/AAAAAAAAA8U/WERkIhIS2o8/s1600-h/IMG_6063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTLOa3sZyI/AAAAAAAAA8U/WERkIhIS2o8/s400/IMG_6063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248042914384996130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 7 : Aiya, beh sai chiak ah har (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTLOwsFDhI/AAAAAAAAA8k/70E66msrSmM/s1600-h/IMG_6067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTLOwsFDhI/AAAAAAAAA8k/70E66msrSmM/s400/IMG_6067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248042920241860114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 8 : LuYi very sporting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTLPJZziUI/AAAAAAAAA8s/RGhffXnFGkw/s1600-h/IMG_6068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTLPJZziUI/AAAAAAAAA8s/RGhffXnFGkw/s400/IMG_6068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248042926876100930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 9 : Aw. Wipe a bit bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTLPXjMIWI/AAAAAAAAA80/UDc0_I4cmcs/s1600-h/IMG_6069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTLPXjMIWI/AAAAAAAAA80/UDc0_I4cmcs/s400/IMG_6069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248042930673557858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 10 : And we're all done ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTMhqeRPGI/AAAAAAAAA88/W8QRz7OzrMc/s1600-h/IMG_6070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTMhqeRPGI/AAAAAAAAA88/W8QRz7OzrMc/s400/IMG_6070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248044344502467682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gorgeous babes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Clarys&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;YingXian&lt;/span&gt;. Yinx says she looks like a giraffe. I think right you're the most beautiful giraffe I've ever seen hun. Haha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTMh8RupCI/AAAAAAAAA9E/fR7ZE-B1BJA/s1600-h/IMG_6072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTMh8RupCI/AAAAAAAAA9E/fR7ZE-B1BJA/s400/IMG_6072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248044349281707042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who came wheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTMiIrw20I/AAAAAAAAA9M/eq52D7IIKE0/s1600-h/IMG_6075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTMiIrw20I/AAAAAAAAA9M/eq52D7IIKE0/s400/IMG_6075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248044352612129602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PL2 babes, of course ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTMid1j9zI/AAAAAAAAA9U/gBi1kfkPhcY/s1600-h/IMG_6076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTMid1j9zI/AAAAAAAAA9U/gBi1kfkPhcY/s400/IMG_6076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248044358290372402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just realized I have enough pics of them to make a compilation.&lt;br /&gt;The pair that never fail to strike a pose ( :&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated specially to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;YingXian&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Justin&lt;/span&gt; ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTOILcu33I/AAAAAAAAA9s/SZQncYoGTJI/s1600-h/IMG_6082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTOILcu33I/AAAAAAAAA9s/SZQncYoGTJI/s400/IMG_6082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248046105701048178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTOIuPYrBI/AAAAAAAAA90/5IrRJcOQXsY/s1600-h/IMG_6083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTOIuPYrBI/AAAAAAAAA90/5IrRJcOQXsY/s400/IMG_6083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248046115040308242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTOH87ALaI/AAAAAAAAA9k/q_LAhtxJeu8/s1600-h/IMG_6047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTOH87ALaI/AAAAAAAAA9k/q_LAhtxJeu8/s400/IMG_6047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248046101801479586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTOI1JB_0I/AAAAAAAAA98/GMMXRUx0b4w/s1600-h/IMG_6086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTOI1JB_0I/AAAAAAAAA98/GMMXRUx0b4w/s400/IMG_6086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248046116892704578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTOIwjduSI/AAAAAAAAA-E/RwjSUW7QnWc/s1600-h/IMG_6099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTOIwjduSI/AAAAAAAAA-E/RwjSUW7QnWc/s400/IMG_6099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248046115661396258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look a tad alike here rightright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTPQVTD63I/AAAAAAAAA-M/ETUA21oLngM/s1600-h/IMG_6119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTPQVTD63I/AAAAAAAAA-M/ETUA21oLngM/s400/IMG_6119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248047345295420274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose change lah ? Dowan ah huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTPQn3uAYI/AAAAAAAAA-U/bTtQxLu23qU/s1600-h/IMG_6120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTPQn3uAYI/AAAAAAAAA-U/bTtQxLu23qU/s400/IMG_6120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248047350281011586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YX looking quite happy at the prospect of being 20bucks richer. Haha jk !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very hot &amp;amp; oblivious Alia swaying to the music. Swish swoosh goes her dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTPQ8frYaI/AAAAAAAAA-c/4D8hJcuMbFo/s1600-h/IMG_6114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTPQ8frYaI/AAAAAAAAA-c/4D8hJcuMbFo/s400/IMG_6114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248047355817320866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari apa la sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTPRBcdtZI/AAAAAAAAA-k/mVkkjTfFafg/s1600-h/IMG_6118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTPRBcdtZI/AAAAAAAAA-k/mVkkjTfFafg/s400/IMG_6118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248047357146019218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes alot of pressie, FionaGan, we get it ! Tehe : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTPRahh8MI/AAAAAAAAA-s/0NMehYZOMhY/s1600-h/IMG_6111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTPRahh8MI/AAAAAAAAA-s/0NMehYZOMhY/s400/IMG_6111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248047363878154434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see this picture right, the only thing you should be doing is comparing the sizes of the 3 round things. All 3 can fight right LOL. And noo, the purple is not much bigger. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTQyUDumTI/AAAAAAAAA-0/NYpiUTN9Cew/s1600-h/IMG_6094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTQyUDumTI/AAAAAAAAA-0/NYpiUTN9Cew/s400/IMG_6094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248049028589852978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pheeweet haha. Slinky in gold yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTQy--U0sI/AAAAAAAAA_E/GNCFpJbEAgE/s1600-h/IMG_6097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTQy--U0sI/AAAAAAAAA_E/GNCFpJbEAgE/s400/IMG_6097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248049040109916866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ChangJiaWei &lt;/span&gt;! Bisu bisu ? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTQyj30pWI/AAAAAAAAA-8/lo_BD5fHyOU/s1600-h/IMG_6096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTQyj30pWI/AAAAAAAAA-8/lo_BD5fHyOU/s400/IMG_6096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248049032834884962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, what a great shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTQy7tnzyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/GOpLGGBZcsg/s1600-h/IMG_6079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTQy7tnzyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/GOpLGGBZcsg/s400/IMG_6079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248049039234551586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end right, this last part goes out to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;LimYingXian&lt;/span&gt; ( :&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih yang tidak terhingga !!&lt;br /&gt;For all your help &amp;amp; effort &amp;amp; money (!) &amp;amp; ultimately for caring.&lt;br /&gt;What a friend ( :&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I was too kan chiong that time when the 1st surprise do was cancelled haha.&lt;br /&gt;Kemaafan ya hun.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and sorry bout the relightable candles too ) : haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTQzBXJAYI/AAAAAAAAA_U/fNrwwi_AkJo/s1600-h/IMG_6089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTQzBXJAYI/AAAAAAAAA_U/fNrwwi_AkJo/s400/IMG_6089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248049040750870914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That girl up there ^, yeah meheartsher ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Alialialia&lt;/span&gt; ! Ribuan terima kasih for getting the cake that was never eaten. So sorry. We still owe you money for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;JoelGan&lt;/span&gt; haha. Thanks alotalot for getting her to come out ( : And for helping with the suggestions. How was your gig for the juniors btw, forgot to ask haha. Hope you guys rocked the place ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well hopefully FiFly liked it ! And my, was she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; surprised, right Fee ? : D&lt;br /&gt;tehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays. I gona go post about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Patrick &amp;amp; Selena's wedding &lt;/span&gt;now ! New entry of course ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the last time :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTT39_u3XI/AAAAAAAAA_0/7K4ZM2mta0A/s1600-h/IMG_6025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTT39_u3XI/AAAAAAAAA_0/7K4ZM2mta0A/s400/IMG_6025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248052424281611634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heartsyou !&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/3489208099649870418-3489569282823439891?l=rchl-chng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/feeds/3489569282823439891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3489208099649870418&amp;postID=3489569282823439891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3489569282823439891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489208099649870418/posts/default/3489569282823439891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rchl-chng.blogspot.com/2008/09/make-it-make-you-blow-out-relightable.html' title='Make it make you blow out relightable candles.'/><author><name>rchlchng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11546161797718684055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SNTZ9XolfuI/AAAAAAAABAA/RF1AodjykYQ/s72-c/DSC03840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489208099649870418.post-2353917427216128765</id><published>2008-09-09T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T05:53:13.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it slice your gum open.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgBGSwUQI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ascOYu9sTis/s1600-h/IMG_5858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgBGSwUQI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ascOYu9sTis/s400/IMG_5858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243984388104933634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right. So. I said I'd update frequently once my trials are over yes ( :&lt;br /&gt;Haha so yup, I shall fire away.&lt;br /&gt;Made a list, and saw that I have about 10 things to talk about lol.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to post a few posts a day, bout memorable &amp;amp; eventful happenings, and not jam the whole blog with like 10 entries in one day lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here like an almost invalid with a rather delicately sore gum, I've decided to start with my Melaka trip with the family &amp;amp; Steffen.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my title's nothing morbid or sadistic. It's just actually my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;current condition &lt;/span&gt;right now, or should I say what happened this morning. But that's a different story. Will talk about it after the Melaka post tehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. If you remember, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Steffen &lt;/span&gt;is my brother's Norwegian friend whom he brought back from Aussie who stayed with us for approximately 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I still remember the very first time I met him. I came home after my driving instructor sent me back, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;barged &lt;/span&gt;into my front door like some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maniac&lt;/span&gt; and just started rambling on &amp;amp; on about my JPJ test. Then I saw my mother staring at me, and my brother "LOL-ing".&lt;br /&gt;Wah, very funny isit hearing me describe my annoying experience with JPJ huh HUH.&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. So. This is my daughter, Rachel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked further in (was talking off my shoes at the front door that time), and saw Steffen seated comfortably on the sofa who was totally (seriously !)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; out &lt;/span&gt;of my range of vision at that time lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH. Right. Hello !"&lt;br /&gt;"Hi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here he is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZWTQfc3YI/AAAAAAAAA18/IaR0W0HetIA/s1600-h/IMG_5802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZWTQfc3YI/AAAAAAAAA18/IaR0W0HetIA/s400/IMG_5802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243973704963906946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah I remember myself monologuing the whole time in my head :&lt;br /&gt;"Oh ya whatthecrap lah Rachel. He's arriving today rememberr.&lt;br /&gt;And you come barging in like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;baffoon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even properly say Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Have to rave on &amp;amp; on &amp;amp; on about something he's never even heard about.&lt;br /&gt;What a way to greet a guest. Such a good host you are.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think he knows what JPJ stands for anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Well, of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; he wouldn't know lah !&lt;br /&gt;He's from Norway lah woman !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol so funny wei : D&lt;br /&gt;So in the duration of the 10 days, we went to some malls here, Melaka and Steffen &amp;amp; Dav headed up to Penang. He was pretty sick of malls by the time he reached Malaysia cos he was in Singapore before this and his host there positively brought him to most of the malls there. And he prefers history &amp;amp; nature &amp;amp; photography so yeah Melaka was good for him I think. I hope lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Pelita's food before we left for Melaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZWTbZDR7I/AAAAAAAAA2E/sWVyuEmb7cY/s1600-h/IMG_5785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZWTbZDR7I/AAAAAAAAA2E/sWVyuEmb7cY/s400/IMG_5785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243973707889854386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I had to sit in between those 2 boys who made it impossible for me to sleep hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Pinching each other &amp;amp; whacking each other &amp;amp; making Achmed jokes &amp;amp; YARRR jokes.&lt;br /&gt;LOL to them lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was of course, A'Famosa fort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZWTh8I4yI/AAAAAAAAA2M/LFyByAPwxBM/s1600-h/IMG_5794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZWTh8I4yI/AAAAAAAAA2M/LFyByAPwxBM/s400/IMG_5794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243973709647635234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol my bro looks short but Steffen's actually 6"3 so hahah you should see me next to him.&lt;br /&gt;I look &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt;. So yeah anyone would look short next to him lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a pic before we went up up up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZWT0xuAtI/AAAAAAAAA2U/B3fjQqpSDcQ/s1600-h/IMG_5797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZWT0xuAtI/AAAAAAAAA2U/B3fjQqpSDcQ/s400/IMG_5797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243973714704204498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I felt so bad for the beggar on the right there. I didn't mean to capture him cos he may not like it but I wanted the dudes to be in the middle so yeah, terpaksalah. Kemaafan lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZWT3PnNsI/AAAAAAAAA2c/QqfTDRTJFoc/s1600-h/IMG_5799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZWT3PnNsI/AAAAAAAAA2c/QqfTDRTJFoc/s400/IMG_5799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243973715366459074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know why we were all lined up lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZZP6nWMDI/AAAAAAAAA2k/pL0KFHOg_nU/s1600-h/IMG_5803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZZP6nWMDI/AAAAAAAAA2k/pL0KFHOg_nU/s400/IMG_5803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243976946086719538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got out of the fort and the view was really nice, as always.&lt;br /&gt;I think Steffen really liked it, away from all the hustle and bustle of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZZQOQ6VuI/AAAAAAAAA20/vUU053pQtnc/s1600-h/IMG_5805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZZQOQ6VuI/AAAAAAAAA20/vUU053pQtnc/s400/IMG_5805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243976951361328866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZZP50B62I/AAAAAAAAA2s/9I7xf_GcblM/s1600-h/IMG_5806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZZP50B62I/AAAAAAAAA2s/9I7xf_GcblM/s400/IMG_5806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243976945871481698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh and this tower thing is super maju okay. It's for tourists to go right up to the tower to have a spectacular&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; overview &lt;/span&gt;of Melaka ! They sit in the round disc-like thing and once the disc-like thing reaches the top, it rotates for at least 15 mins I think, so no matter where you're seated, everyone gets equal chance of  seeing 360 ( : Pretty cool for Melaka ey. It's exactly like the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Solero Shot&lt;/span&gt; in Genting where it goes up and people hang up there to check out the view. Except that it's not open air lah but covered with glass, and the returning to Earth speed la duh. If the Melaka one is like the Genting wan omg, all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ah ma&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ah kong&lt;/span&gt; will die la of heart attack etc. Even my parents will bong la what more elderly tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 shots are really nice, Dav took 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZZQXBXxTI/AAAAAAAAA28/KxnLPk9QNPQ/s1600-h/IMG_5813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZZQXBXxTI/AAAAAAAAA28/KxnLPk9QNPQ/s400/IMG_5813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243976953712067890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZZQYV0C9I/AAAAAAAAA3E/1h1Bi40pwo0/s1600-h/IMG_5814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZZQYV0C9I/AAAAAAAAA3E/1h1Bi40pwo0/s400/IMG_5814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243976954066242514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad looks as if he just conquered Melaka or something lol, sitting there looking at the whole Melakan scene hahaha. Alfonso D'Albuquerqe (spelling ?) much ? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZdcsLjELI/AAAAAAAAA3M/kuQejaoClKQ/s1600-h/IMG_5816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZdcsLjELI/AAAAAAAAA3M/kuQejaoClKQ/s400/IMG_5816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243981563596837042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZdc2Z6bhI/AAAAAAAAA3U/EKKBel7fvrQ/s1600-h/IMG_5819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZdc2Z6bhI/AAAAAAAAA3U/EKKBel7fvrQ/s400/IMG_5819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243981566341443090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so that was the oh-so-famous fort yes. Next up we went to the museum.&lt;br /&gt;I totally never get tired of the museum yknw, even though I'm been there like manymany times d haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're soo many more posed pics like this that you don't wana see hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZddD8bSHI/AAAAAAAAA3c/CbYG-w6PPS4/s1600-h/IMG_5824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZddD8bSHI/AAAAAAAAA3c/CbYG-w6PPS4/s400/IMG_5824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243981569975863410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha ! Do you get this picture ?? It's actually just a painting on the wall, but my dad as you can see is trying to like yknw, act as if he's really sitting down when he's actually just  sitting on air. A bit fail lah cos his left hand doesn't look like it's actually resting on the table. So funny to see him half squatting in a museum tehe.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZddT9vLdI/AAAAAAAAA3k/vOzpVD14m28/s1600-h/IMG_5833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZddT9vLdI/AAAAAAAAA3k/vOzpVD14m28/s400/IMG_5833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243981574276328914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZdds6sesI/AAAAAAAAA3s/BkcijNHCUWY/s1600-h/IMG_5843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZdds6sesI/AAAAAAAAA3s/BkcijNHCUWY/s400/IMG_5843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243981580974455490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soon got to Jonker's Street and had lunch or brunch or tea, can't remember lol : D&lt;br /&gt;At Geographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgAAJodjI/AAAAAAAAA30/yCZmBXsBa-U/s1600-h/IMG_5849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgAAJodjI/AAAAAAAAA30/yCZmBXsBa-U/s400/IMG_5849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243984369276188210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgAjfObCI/AAAAAAAAA38/4YnfSwJnack/s1600-h/IMG_5852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgAjfObCI/AAAAAAAAA38/4YnfSwJnack/s400/IMG_5852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243984378761997346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked on a bit after that since the day was pretty cool, no scorching sun etc.&lt;br /&gt;And we found quite a nice place and decided to take a breather. It's actually quite cosy with a nice view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgAxOMXnI/AAAAAAAAA4M/VuTk9oa2skQ/s1600-h/IMG_5857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgAxOMXnI/AAAAAAAAA4M/VuTk9oa2skQ/s400/IMG_5857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243984382448655986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgAkPGCbI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ptcJ_66IuHk/s1600-h/IMG_5855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgAkPGCbI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ptcJ_66IuHk/s400/IMG_5855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243984378962774450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgBGSwUQI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ascOYu9sTis/s1600-h/IMG_5858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZgBGSwUQI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ascOYu9sTis/s400/IMG_5858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243984388104933634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual as cheeky 20-smtg year olds go, they soon got creative.&lt;br /&gt;More like trying to be in a circus of smtg lol.&lt;br /&gt;Would've actually joined them haha ! had I not been wearing a skirt. I so would have been able to&lt;br /&gt;so limber across haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZhz2MwG8I/AAAAAAAAA4c/-l3tLGeCw1E/s1600-h/IMG_5860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZhz2MwG8I/AAAAAAAAA4c/-l3tLGeCw1E/s400/IMG_5860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243986359469743042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZh0ENaIvI/AAAAAAAAA4k/OWb3QxzqC8I/s1600-h/IMG_5861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZh0ENaIvI/AAAAAAAAA4k/OWb3QxzqC8I/s400/IMG_5861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243986363230593778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZh0JDUZDI/AAAAAAAAA4s/bi_DcncUKSs/s1600-h/IMG_5863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZh0JDUZDI/AAAAAAAAA4s/bi_DcncUKSs/s400/IMG_5863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243986364530451506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They so died after like what, 10 seconds. Less even haha. Their centre of gravity too high la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ngam, we went when the Saint Pedro's festival was going on and decided to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZh0dMt-jI/AAAAAAAAA40/g9O1XIsIRso/s1600-h/IMG_5874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZh0dMt-jI/AAAAAAAAA40/g9O1XIsIRso/s400/IMG_5874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243986369938586162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZh0ilVE7I/AAAAAAAAA48/e_fAFa2bZHo/s1600-h/IMG_5878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZh0ilVE7I/AAAAAAAAA48/e_fAFa2bZHo/s400/IMG_5878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243986371383989170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was by the sea so the breeze was superb. Didn't stay for dinner though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZjtzwlpHI/AAAAAAAAA5E/bHHiWoN4iPU/s1600-h/IMG_5882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZjtzwlpHI/AAAAAAAAA5E/bHHiWoN4iPU/s400/IMG_5882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243988454758786162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZjuLu5z2I/AAAAAAAAA5M/snP0kVytk-I/s1600-h/IMG_5883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZjuLu5z2I/AAAAAAAAA5M/snP0kVytk-I/s400/IMG_5883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243988461194170210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZjuKVfgtI/AAAAAAAAA5U/Fa68-nBGgNQ/s1600-h/IMG_5884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Grvlywoqjk/SMZjuKVfgtI/AAAAAAAAA5U/Fa68-nBGgNQ/s400/IMG_5884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243988460819153618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;
