<?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-3100582275678705049</id><updated>2012-01-29T00:31:16.051-08:00</updated><category term='interesting world.'/><category term='hols...'/><category term='18th Birthday'/><category term='what i am'/><category term='FYI'/><category term='school'/><category term='exams.'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>so.simple.yet.so.true</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-2559670605032575620</id><published>2011-02-19T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T05:34:55.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>I'm back to where i left just 2 months ago. Initially being back in Kuching really got me thinking.... where do I belong? The answer is obvious. I belong at home. And yet, part of me, my mentality, has changed.....for the better or for the worse you ask. Well, I would say:"heck, i dunno..." I cant stand being idle.BUT that was only initially.... then i got used to life back home, just waking up, helping mom out, hanging out with friends, watching tv, and the rest is history. haha. 2 months back at home almost made me think that there is nothing wrong in idling once in a while.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, it made coming back here very hard.  Honestly, it was harder than is was two years ago.  Who thought that this would be more painful than the first - which was practically numbness. ROFL. Anyway, I've realised how my mentality changed after two years studying here - the urge to fill ALL you time with productive activities so that you are always ahead of others in Anything.  In short, kiasu-ism.  Don't get me wrong, because I'm NOT saying that it is a bad thing at all.  You just feel that you have to do something.  And luckily for me, I had 2 months back at home to 'sharpen my axe'.  You guys probably don't really get that.  I'll get to that later.  C: I'm glad I had that 2 months, really.  2 months was short, yes, but in any way, the 2 months were awesome!  I'm contented and happy that I could spent 2 months at home, CNY with my whole family and relatives and friends and that special someone.  It was definitely time well spent.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, about 'sharpening my axe', I went for church cell on Friday night and read a story about two lumberjacks.  Two lumberjacks were competing on who would cut down the most trees in one day.  When they both started, one lumberjack started on his first tree immediately and was going on with great progress.  By noon, this lumberjack had cut down 16 trees.  At noon, the other lumberjack only cut down 4 trees because he has used up the first 2 hours just to &lt;b&gt;sharpen his axe&lt;/b&gt;.  The first lumberjack laughed at the other one because he was certain his challenged would not beat him due to all that wasted time.  There was a turn of events.  By early afternoon, the first lumberjack was slowing down due to fatigue and it took him very long just to cut down one tree.  BUT his challenged was picking up speed instead! HUH!? They were both equally strong.  Unfortunately, strength had little to do with it - it was about whose axe was sharper.  At the end of the day, the lumberjack with the sharper axe had cut down much more trees and won without a sweat.  *i cant believe i just typed all that for you all. sorry for the long read*.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By sharpening my axe, I rested, I had fun with my family and friends, I didn't give a damn about the time I've wasted because now I know, that I was actually sharpening my axe.  It had seem like such a waste of time right? Just relaxing everyday, but if I hadn't, maybe I wouldn't have the enthusiasm I have now, or the energy I have now. So I thank God, my family and friends for giving me such a wonderful time back home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, don't forget to sharpen your axe.  It's not a waste of time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia. C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-2559670605032575620?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/2559670605032575620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=2559670605032575620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/2559670605032575620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/2559670605032575620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2011/02/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-7335054416609725747</id><published>2011-02-07T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:37:27.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 78th Post</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the 7th of February, which was also 新年初五, which was also a Monday and most importantly it was Edwin's Birthday.  And hence, I dedicate a post to you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have agreed never to stress ourselves out just to force out a gift for any occasion right? and I intend to keep to that promise. We also have similar views regarding mere materials.  C: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I have to say to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past 19 years that you have lived, I can see that you've made many laugh, made countless smile, and helped many more along the way.  And yet, you seem to hope little in return.  I'm not here to state how great you are. haha. We all know for sure who is great one is. *wink* I'm just here to highlight who the person I think you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're humble and generous.  You simplify the complexities that make the world such a bad place.  You make people laugh and at the same time you laugh with them.  You try your best in tolerating people's weakness.  However, you can be annoying with your blur-ness and you laugh at your own lame jokes. ROFL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many other details that I do not wish to disclose in the Internet. hahahs. So i'll keep it simple and end here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one more thing... you read my blog. *not forgetting jenny and mic* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 19th Birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-7335054416609725747?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/7335054416609725747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=7335054416609725747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7335054416609725747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7335054416609725747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-78th-post.html' title='My 78th Post'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-6012714256379104657</id><published>2011-02-01T00:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T00:57:07.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In a flash, its been more than a month since I was home, sort of permanently, in Kuching. Even so, I guess I really am a confused person.  Hahas.  I feel real sad that I'm gonna go back to Singapore soon. But my mind tells me that I need to move on in life.  Don't get too comfortable if not you'll get too complacent.  And complacency breeds stagnancy.  That's the last thing i need as I'm about to start First year in Uni.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yeah.. people say its kinda late but I guess I got used to it.  The two years in Singapore was....life changing? haha. nahh.. probably just pretty much challenging. It sort of made me more realistic and accepting towards new situations.  I'm still pretty unsure of my capabilities and how to deal with problems.. I dare not say that I'm independent but the experience in Singapore has made me a More independent person.  There's many other things that I can't manage by myself and I'm kinda enjoying it. In the sense that I know who I can count on in my life, family and friends and of course the special someone in my life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Honestly, I like it when life gets interesting and complicated there you know who you're real friends are and more importantly you know more about yourself.  Although I'm about to turn 21 this year, there's a whole lot of things I'm unsure about myself about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know one thing. C= I like helping people and I hope I continue to do so, wherever I go in whatever I do.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*cant wait for 新年初一* oohh Mandarin is so cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;for my one reader, (maybe more) C:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lydia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-6012714256379104657?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/6012714256379104657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=6012714256379104657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6012714256379104657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6012714256379104657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2011/02/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-1269185716505076650</id><published>2010-09-08T09:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T10:24:00.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Home Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I cant really put my feelings into words. No, serious. Its not even because I don have enough vocabulary. Its just I feel angry and sad and sort of expecting this would happen someday and hoping it wouldn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This was all stirred up after I read the article on Facebook. A netizen was responding to an Utusan Malaysia article titled 'Orang Cina Malaysia, apa lagi yang anda mahu?'.  The article was in Malay and i read the response first, it was on facebook. The funny thing is that I felt the article was actually talking about how we felt as Malaysians, but yet not really treated as Malaysians should all be treated.  This sort of talk never really got voiced because we respected each other. We respected each other and accepted that they 'perlembagaan' was as it was written and that was what our laws today are based on. Flawed as they are, it's still in the politicians and lawmakers' hands to change it if they deem it as unfit for today's world.  Since it still exists, amongst the critism and debates, I presume that its STILL there for a reason. I mean, i feel that thats the main reason the sparked so much conflicts among Malaysians. Who, as citizens of a nations, does not want to be treated like other citizens? Who will not say anything when obviously treated unfairly? Its really what I know as instinctive right as human beings, and as a nation that democratically determined the government. Malaysia has been through so much. Yah... we do not have 2000 years of civilisation nor did we invent anything that really Wow-ed the world, but we are one heck of a country. I study Sejarah, which is history, clearly understanding that it may be an exaggeration, but i'm, sure there is some extent of truth in it.  Authors may tweak the details, but the big picture remains.  We were colonized, thanks to our leaders, we since then have been a nation, a rising nation. And hopefully, still rising. I have been through many National Day Celebrations, mostly in school. Every time I will feel patriotic and i'm not afraid to admit how I enjoy Lagu-lagu patriotik. Its sad, when I read the response. Its true, though. Its what we all feel, as Malaysians. I'm studying in Singapore now, being exposed to many different ideologies and I got to understand another country that used to be together with mine.  Singapore, was part of my home country.  Who knows.. what might have become of Malaysia and Singapore if we never parted. But its an untrodden path that will always remain unknown. But reality is now, and its disheartening to see my home like this.  I just spoke to my friend from JB, and realised so many other things that are happening to my home.  Technically I don live in West Malaysia, but its still Malaysia. I always thought harmony among races is what Malaysia does best. I always thought Malaysia will turn our alright.  I always thought we are nice people.  I always thought we were smart people.  I always thought Malaysia will slowly get better and better.  ... Guess I was wrong.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Prove me wrong, Malaysia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;0123&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;on the morning of Jenny's Birthday! pls post on your presents. LOL. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-1269185716505076650?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/1269185716505076650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=1269185716505076650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1269185716505076650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1269185716505076650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-home-country.html' title='My Home Country'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-6180269975225452107</id><published>2010-09-05T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T10:38:54.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random posts at random times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Honestly, i'm kinda touched i still have people reading my blog. despite my random posts at the most randomest times. thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am appreciative towards all your encouragement, really, but i still cannot gather enough strength to just be my old self? I'm in this never ending journey of self discovery, that i realised, was life. Lol. Damn ironic. But I have made much progress as many ppl have? thats how i feel.. I cant really express my feelings very well, for very odd reasons too. I don wanna hurt anyone, although i may display violence and aggression-inclined sort of behaviour, LOL. I don wanna hurt anyone. and by hurting i mean make them sad because i'm sad. So i have a problem showing how sad i am? LOL. its bad in a way, cuz no one really knows how i feel and so no one can help. But don get me wrong, i confide in you guys whenever i can and whenever i need to.  Its just there's really nothing to say, other than what has been said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm feeling unstable and insecure. I feel tired and dissatisfied.  I feel hopeless and helpless. I feel i have no choice in even what I want to feel. I feel that things shouldnt be the way they are but in reality, they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I went to a law forum not long back and realised many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1. I must speak really good english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2. I must be damn attentive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3. I must develop charisma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4. I must be mature in thinking and speaking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5. I must be confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;6. I must read more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;to be a damn good lawyer and succeed in whatever field i'm gonna specialise in as a career. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm currently neither. I know my position. But i'm working towards these ideals.  I call them ideals understanding i am not perfect. But i'm gonna try.  Some ideals will only be worked on after i sludge my body away with studying for prelims and A levels. But i'm reading more now. and i really like it.  I hope after my A levels, i will continue to love reading. =)) it makes me feel more alive. other than running. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I met a law student there too. The way he talks just is already inspiring enough. Its not that he looks like a damn good lawyer, it was the way he carried himself and the way the other law students were carrying themselves. They were alert, always on their feet, ever ready to tackle on an argument and never afraid to speak their mind. Like whoa. I liked it there, made me FEEL slightly smarter. hahaha. Yet i felt small at the same time, ironically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;there are a lot of other things i wanna say bout the law forum but my eyes are really really small now. Hahas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thanks again for reading. But i cannot guarantee any cheerful posts. Haha. for quite some time. Don worry too much bout me.I'm still alive and kickin'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;on a tired Sunday night. yet somehow start of a blessed week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;lydia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-6180269975225452107?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/6180269975225452107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=6180269975225452107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6180269975225452107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6180269975225452107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-posts-at-random-times.html' title='Random posts at random times.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-5663982004875424450</id><published>2010-09-02T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T10:29:29.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prelim</title><content type='html'>Time is subjective? Time is whatever the present tells u? Time is what the future holds? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think time is something that has to be treasured. And i have no time left. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really need to change my attitude. i know i need to. But you know, for once, i don't have the strength to. I used to naively think I could achieve anything, as long as i put my mind to it. But not anymore, i'm just TIRED. dunno mentally or physically, just tired..... immensely. I yearn for sleep, yet it never relieves me. i yearn for food, yet it can only satisfy me that much. I yearn for friends, yet i keep shunning them away with my insensitive remarks.  Lol. seriously, whats wrong with me? The world is great you know, i mean, like there's wind, and SUN. and cloud. and my favourite, rain! =D oh my god i'm so random now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be facing Prelims very soon. Damn. i'm genuinely scared. after not meeting expectations for MCT and JCTs. i just cannot bring myself to continue. my instability streak has lasted few weeks. LOL. I wanna turn back.. i wanna be my old self. but... i cant.. =( i'm sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. help me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0128. on a lonely yet not-so-lonely 3rd september. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-5663982004875424450?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/5663982004875424450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=5663982004875424450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/5663982004875424450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/5663982004875424450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/09/prelim.html' title='prelim'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-1265743081245110744</id><published>2010-07-03T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:59:10.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After the storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its the end of exams. The June Common Tests. Do you seriously know how scary it was? I mean, i couldnt believe i actually went through all that revising and studying and omg studying.  Man, i'm tough. LOL Okay, yep. I had a rough week. Daily exams, coming back to a hostel that can only remind that you're not really studying enough. Well, thats not literally true, its just not homy. haha. But during the exams, you're just in constant doubt whether or not your effort is going to pay off.  Me and my friend was talking about this 'multiplier effect', where your results are a function of the total amount of effort put in. And the higher your multiplier, the higher your results. haha. Its really important guys, to have a reasonable magnitude for the multiplier, its SUCKS to not have your effort pay off. I felt drained after each exam, and for me, NONE was easy. Manageable, maybe certain subjects but after everything, I'm just numb. I'm been busy since yesterday (fri) the day JCT ended.   I'm drained again.  I don want to be, I want to start thinking bout the possibilities and the NON-possibilities, ahah.  Life is just too sad, until i don have time for myself anymore.  Thats y i'm staying up late today. haha.   Tomoro, actually today, is a Sunday=church + rest.  I'm not going out, even if i am i'm going to the beach. Just me with close friends, those who really understand.  But, even if i spent tomoro alone, I have God, because I'll be attending mass and learning something new that will give me another hint how to manage a life that has been blessed to me.  I realised what a lost sheep i am, how confused i was about where to go, what to do, what to think.  I'm usually not like this, haha. Or Am i? You know what calms me down? Music, a good work out, and talking to nice people.  Haha. So am i a social butterfly or am I a caterpillar stuck in its cocoon? Am i suppose to fail and fail before i finally succeed? Am i even suppose to ask these questions?  A lot of problems cropped up lately,  there's only going to be one thing constant about life, that's change. Hahaha. how ironic man. HOW IRONIC.  But you know what, everyday I pray to God, to thank him for that day for all the troubles and the worries and also the blessings in disguise.  Haha. Call me optimistic, but i'm just realistic.  There are too many things we take for granted for.  I've realised how mean ppl can be, and because of those incidences, i've realised how nice some people treat me and how badly i treat them in return.  Its weird really, i used to find it so easy to talk to another person, not now. And sadly, i dunno whats happening,  For me, i used to think I've got my life figured out. Hahahaha. how innocent, how gullible. how childish.  I've just turned 20 and i;ve got my life figured out. =D But to all of you out there, those who I care about my family, my friends, my boyfriend, my teammates, classmates, and anyone i've seen in this world, THANKS. I love you Mom, Dad sis and bro. I love you grandma.  I love you friends back home friends that make my days here not as mundane and it would have been. i love you stp coconut. Thanks for bringing up the sun everyday, thank you for the rain the make me feel sooo good, thank you for my bed that accompanies me through thick and thin..... and. so much more. Hahaha. i hope i live to make ppl happy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lydia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-1265743081245110744?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/1265743081245110744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=1265743081245110744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1265743081245110744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1265743081245110744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/07/after-storm.html' title='After the storm'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-3787960673047512890</id><published>2010-04-26T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:26:02.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something happened.</title><content type='html'>OAC's very own Duathlon Challenge 2010 is finally over. I liked it a lot. I mean, its a tradition set by 0506. but i have always wondered how was it like to start from scratch, meanwhile, we're just continuing their tradition.  And already finding it so difficult to cope.  SIGH. that aside.  i had an good arguing with the QM aka vice president of my club.  Ya. what he said really hurt. Very bad.  But I know when my emotions cloud my thinking, i'll never be able to make a good decision. SO i stayed calm.  Real calm.  It helped a lot, I was able to answer his questions with confidence, although i still think... quite negatively. * edwin will scold me larh haha. * But ya. like coconut say, i pour too much emotions for OAC.  ...... I don think so. XP.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia. 1225. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3787960673047512890?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3787960673047512890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3787960673047512890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3787960673047512890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3787960673047512890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-happened.html' title='Something happened.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-4023130905914929628</id><published>2010-04-19T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:02:13.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19th of April - what do you want from me?</title><content type='html'>Today was like NGAITI. lol. I cant think of any other word.  I almost lost $100 as it almost got eaten by the ATM cash deposit machine (SUAY!), i got stuck in the rain, hungry like *#@^#% but didnt feel like spending as I spend a lot already.  and my friend's present costs like @#*&amp;amp;$^#!!! HAHA. i guess thats all I'm going to talk bout the bad day i HAD. 19th of April What do you have against me??! I think its jealous of my tan~ lol. I went kayaking last Saturday. OMG. one word - SHIOK`~ The sun, the wind, the breeze, the sea and sand.  Wah i can do that every weekend. haha. The friends. I went with Jasper and Li zhong. Both wanna take 3 star course, and to do so, must log in at least 5 suitable distance sea expeditions.  So that was our first one. lol. 3 ppl only, that was the bare minimum for a kayaking expedition.  To allow for rescue and help seeking purposes in the case of emergencies.  .. to be continued... lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-4023130905914929628?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/4023130905914929628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=4023130905914929628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4023130905914929628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4023130905914929628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/04/19th-of-april-what-do-you-want-from-me.html' title='19th of April - what do you want from me?'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-2075037488081789713</id><published>2010-04-13T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T09:00:40.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part V</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AHAHA today is only Tuesday.  These days i've been testing my limits of staying up late and waking up early. and Wow. I not bad sia. LOL. But better not test too far today, tomoro training day.   where was i? Instructor standards.  I've been thinking bout this lately, almost all the time.  We aren't a very coherent team, sigh, another signposting of my failure. ... Tomoro i shall change that, surfacing my doubts and emphasizing on its importance.  But, i need good English. Haha.  I'm going to jot down the things i must say, prepare my speech to an audience of 8. Lol. Hopefully, I 'win' the election. Wish me luck. I've told and revealed so much about my team,  hopefully, non of them sees this because I don wanna worry them, at least not now.  They have enough to worry about without my emotional hurricanes. Lol. That subside and occur again once in a while.  I realised the beauty of the work Acceptance.  'Acceptance' is not easy, is not a superficial issue.  To say that one accepts, means complete acceptance, unconditional acceptance.  Is that really possible? No.  Thats what i think. Haha.  What word did I learn today. hmmm.... ahh. eschew, meaning to shun away from or something like that.  I will try to eschew sounding pathetic and desperate. haha. yupe. right to context.  Good news, i really like talking to my teammates.  so much better than my classmates. Not the case for everybody.  But i'm different. Haha.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lydia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-2075037488081789713?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/2075037488081789713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=2075037488081789713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/2075037488081789713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/2075037488081789713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/04/part-v.html' title='Part V'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-1860351431135942974</id><published>2010-04-11T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T09:42:45.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part IV</title><content type='html'>.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...team of 9.  9 is a nice number really. but it always seem short of 1 man from 10.  I was very sad, because i felt the pressure was on me to bring my team together again. And i failed, again.  But Things started to get better. I think... lol. I went back to Kuching. *love my home. seriously* and came back to Singapore shortly.  Flew off the Vietnam and learnt so much. It was a good and fun experience, it made me realise many things and also appreciate many other things in my life. haha.  An achievement for my team then.  Bravo.  However, it was only 8 of us who went, as one of my teammates had family commitments. But........ he went to welcome us back at Changi. Damn nice. I was quite shocked. hahaha. Then it was J2. What a roller coaster it had been.  The good thing is its not always fast. The bad thing is... i'm still in it! haha. If not, i wont be up at 12 37 am blogging.  LOL.... After Year End Expedition to Vietnam, the team grew, slightly. We learnt more about one another, how retarded we are, how close we are.  But i can say that we got closer.  J2 is no joke.  Being an instructor is an honor and a burden.  Before the J1s came in, life was rather peaceful but the team weren't as close as we are now.  ((((= We had to plan an orientation camp for the new recruits.  I wasnt in charge since im mostly involved in most of the things i wanna be involved in.  Lol i realised i v busybody.  hahahaha.  So my teammate, a girl, was in charge. To me, she wasnt the leader type but I wanted to see what her potential was.  I was........ disappointed.  Until today.  I surfaced my disappointment after the camp and I hope she didnt take it too hard and obviously she didnt cause she is still making the same mistake. *sigh* She is too easily affected that i'm afraid if i really treat her as harsh as i treat some of my teammates, i'll lose another one of my teammates.  Deep down, i know i care.  *i think. haha* but i will never compromise on instructor standards.  OMG sleepy. okay. to be continued. haha. sorry so sudden. but i hate MONDAYs.. Monday blues.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lydia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-1860351431135942974?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/1860351431135942974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=1860351431135942974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1860351431135942974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1860351431135942974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/04/part-iv.html' title='Part IV'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-2399815969893586391</id><published>2010-04-06T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T09:14:43.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part III</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;....... much much better without him, so I thought.  That time we were about to have our promotionals, an extremely important exam for everyone to pass to get promoted to J2, if not... bye bye. haha. It was quite a tense period as there was no certainty that you will get favourable results even if you are a good student whole year round.  Those are the periods we had our own training plans, OMG, it is so hard to satisfy human wants, which are technically unlimited. Who knew a team of 10 Jc students had so much to complain and fret about.  We are a PT Club, Face it.  Its not your first day here, we have PT every week.  Some people start to say : " PTPT, always PT. Ntg else to do? " some say : " Boring lah, we should come up with with trainings that will make a legacy...." then do nothing about it.  Expect me or others to think for your vision? Is that what you are trying to say? .. and all these while I felt I do not deserve any of the things i got from this Club, here they are complaining about what the Club havent been able to offer them. What can you offer for the club, wont this be a better question?  TK told me, essentially we were established as a service club. I never wanted to let my teammates know, this might just wash away their joy, having to endure the idea of servicing to the school that does not give us the due respect that we deserve, even trying to close us down.  So i might have mentioned it once in a while, but not explicitly.  But i never want to let it seep into the minds of my teammates, i don ever want the Club and the commitment it requires be a burden for my teammates.  I've learn to accept and forgive.  Really.  A lot.  Oh wait. i've sidetracked, my team is currently a 9 man team.  I have yet to account for the last absentee. Yep, you guessed right, if you've been following the story so far, we've lost two teammates, first a girl, then a guy.  Now its another girl.  She was our Sea Specialist.  You know how ironic it is, I was truly hurt and angry at her for quitting on us.  Her locker had a slogan "Never let the sea dept down!" looks like she has just done what she was told not to do.  It was before our Year End expedition to Vietnam.  She wrote a looong email, relatively long, to our joint team email account and explained that she HAD to quit. Left me in plain disbelief.  How can a person just blatantly say that she had to quit and she had thought it over.  Self centred.  You were suffering, where was I? Where were we? right beside you, man.  In case you didnt notice.  Bah.  I called her a few days later to talk.  I lend her an ear to listen, because i know talking would be pointless.  By her tone, she was dead stubborn and will not even shift a millimetre.  She explained and explained, but all those explanation just went through my mind without being processed, because all of it werent valid in my terms.  but i learnt one thing - she just couldnt take it anymore.  I tried the hardest to make her stay, offered her everything i could ever offer.  TO no avail, to no .. avail.  I knew deep down, while i was talking to her, that I've lost yet another teammate and this is a tough one to get back.  She is strong, in heart and mind. (maybe not physically strong) but mentally - yeah. One of the most resilient and positive in the team, but where is she now, quitting.  You could look at it at another angle,  shift the camera a bit, and see that she realises how far to stretch herself and she feels that - Thats IT, no more, I cannot take it anymore.  Her studies suffered, she barely passed the promotion criteria, it came as a big shock for her, she never studied so hard in her life, and what did it give her - a pile of crappy results.  WHY. Why is my effort useless - she must have been asking herself that and doubted her own capabilities.  This happens a lot here and not only to her.  This Club had made me doubt downright WHO i really am and how i really think.  Till now, i cant be sure. I really don't know who I am and where i stand in the team, in my class, among my friends.  All i know that God is behind me, and i have a family and friends that i can always count on back at Home.  But i'm surviving.  My team is a source of trepidation and is a source of bliss.  Both at the same time and sometimes on the same matter. Contradictory, i know... haha.  Back to the story, she left us.  My team was down to 9.  And has been 9 ever since......... to be continued.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lydia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-2399815969893586391?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/2399815969893586391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=2399815969893586391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/2399815969893586391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/2399815969893586391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/04/part-iii.html' title='Part III'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-9047906387222578501</id><published>2010-04-05T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:06:38.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part II</title><content type='html'>... she never felt for this club.  Since then, i felt that we should really respect her decision as her heart in not for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OAC&lt;/span&gt;.  when that happens, nothing can change her,some m&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ore&lt;/span&gt;, she's so damn stubborn.  A few of us were sad, disappointed, even felt like i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; prevent this from happening, but i felt i made the right decision to let her go, I tried. I tried to persuade her and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emphati&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Check Spelling" border="0" class="gl_spell" /&gt;ze her situation and plights.  After discussing and talking to her, one to one, in the room.  I decided that it was purely up to her.  There is no point keeping a heart that does not belong to you, right? okay. so she left.  Not long before she left, there was a thrashing out session between us, it got really bad. Tears, anxiety, tension, anger, frustration.. you name it. all but happiness and peace.  It wasnt a pretty sight to see a team become like that, but it was for the benefit of the whole team, some were to scared to speak up some remained neutral (playing safe), some daringly inclined to one side.  Some even tried to play peace keeper, to no avail.  Turns out, that session didnt help a lot, but it showed who had problems with the team in general-now is he willing to face it? The girl that quit didnt show any problems during our thrash out session but she left first.  That leaves us to ponder what will happen to the one the team had conflict with.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He started out the same, since J1.  He seemed okay until the real tough times came.  He doesnt show up for fund raising sessions we held, he constantly gives excuses, as teammates we thought the best of him, INITIALLY. Things got worse, Handover. Now everyone is an instructor, He is still the same. *&amp;amp;^*&amp;amp;%^! He doesnt deserve it.  I controlled my emotions many times to talk nicely to him, only to get spats of frustration and disappointment directed to the team.  He dares to blame the team when he is the IDIOT.  He dares to mention how he is the victim, when we have suffered so much for this IDIOT.  He is truly useless.  However, I shall not continue to make judgements that relate to whether his friends, or classmates view him similarly. I May be biased. But he is non other than a &amp;amp;#$^&amp;amp;^@*&amp;amp;! I talked to him twice!!! nicely and calmly, he argued, resented, refused to understand.  What a fool, what an ignorant piece of crap who only makes excuses for himself and thinks that he is right? HAH. i'm never believing him again.  But like God told me to, Love my enemy. so no hard feelings. Haha. IRONY.  Once and for all i confronted him again. Waste my phone money... =.-I called him one Sunday morning, *God must have been on my side* confronted him where he was during a meeting we had.  EXCUSES, again, naturally.  I expected that. I slowly listed the times that he gave excuses and showed what as asshole he actually was. I think it striked him. because............ he quit.  You could say... i kicked him out. But i never mentioned for him to leave.  He decided to leave, by himself.  Good riddance!  My team is so much better without him.  .............to be continued.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-9047906387222578501?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/9047906387222578501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=9047906387222578501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/9047906387222578501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/9047906387222578501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/04/part-ii.html' title='Part II'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-513646819454296350</id><published>2010-04-04T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T09:46:04.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since then...</title><content type='html'>Since promos, my last post was since promos. I'm genuinely hopeless with blog writing, right Jenny? haha.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since then, much has come and gone in my life.  I've been through a leadership camp that made me realise that being a leader is not so easy after all, but honestly, the fact that i realized this does not indicate the effectiveness of the camp -- it was boring.  Just three days of camp and we had a 'scary night walk' at the Old Changi Hospital, really really interesting.  Haha. What else, ppl are selfish most of the time and care a lot about what others think about them.  After that, i enjoyed the rest of my days fooling around with i-forgot-what. LOL. Waiting for my Standard Chartered Marathon and also Year End Expedition.  Stand Chart was good but i was chui after that due to the fact that i didnt prepare much for that race, was too pre-occupied with CCA matters.  (its just weird old me) Since becoming the sort of like president, I have never stopped worrying since.  Then came the YEE, was supposed to be in Dec 2009, but to benefit the whole team, we decided to go on January 1-8 2010, to get school subsidy. I want to save money too! haha. And generally everyone saved quite a bit from the subsidy.  Thank God.  However it was a 8 man team.  Our full team was 10.  But now its down to 9.  Confusing? Let me explain... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Originally, there were 12 of us at Handover.  First teammate to leave was a girl, she just didnt like what we were doing in this CCA, she didnt share our, or should i say my, passion for this CCA and see NO point whatsoever in continuing to do what she was forced to do.  However,she said that she had no hard feelings for us, as her teammates.  It was just her that didnt like it there and felt that her grades are ailing.  One may say that ailing grades is not a reason to quit their CCA, but I could tell that it was more than just grades.  She looked for me to talk and she explained to me in the room.  She said she had spent quite a few hours in the room and realized that this is not what she wanted at all.  She just got dragged along the way and kept on dragging herself to pull through all the hardships.  Ya, all the **** we went through.  I was thinking how strong of a person she actually was, too bad, she never felt for this club.  *to be continued* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. i shall continue tomoro. hopefully. SLEEPING TIME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-513646819454296350?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/513646819454296350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=513646819454296350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/513646819454296350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/513646819454296350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2010/04/since-then.html' title='Since then...'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-7070190416870484240</id><published>2009-10-13T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:26:44.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is 2 days till promo end. I HATE PW.</title><content type='html'>I am in the midst of my promos. =D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is fun, blogging in the midst of promos. and the last paper is what i really... CMI in. LOLS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i have a funny story and a feeling i want to note down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. Feelings come first. I have been in Singapore, studying.. *like mad.. lols. maybe not* for like 9 months? i'm not sure.  But it doesnt seem that long actually. I still remember clearly how i enjoyed the last days in Kuching during CNY 2009. I'm 19 now.  But thats not the point. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These days i;ve been free enough to check out my friend's facebooks and blogs. Like old friends, at home.  oh man. i miss them.  I feel like i've missed out too much in their life and the fear of might not being able to be as good friends as we were back then is growing rapidly.  They have missed out too because i have been busy, and yeah.. i sorta neglected our contact.  I really really miss them.  Honestly, the feeling nvr was that strong.  I nvr felt like i was far from them.  But, all of a sudden, i feel this pang of sadness in me.  I dont know, people say if you guys had a strong and sincere friendship, distance is not a problem.  Being apart will not change anything.  Does this feeling I have in my heart mean that our friendship was not strong? OMG. i dont doubt you guys. I doubt myself ultimately.  BUt i'm confused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I LOVE ALL MY FRIENDS. sigh. thats the sad feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kayy, now for the funny story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always study in music room cuz there is aircon. haha. I AM SUPER P thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after 10 PM. OHNO... locked. how to get out??? i will say... die in here lor. haha. usually there will be a guard that will punctually open the door to chase us out. HAHA&gt; NOT LAST NIGHT.  Bua was like : " how ? sleep here. and miss chem paper. " " lets just die here!" "DON WAN.... i want to live through Promo." " JUST KIDDING LA U PIG" lols. just random dialogs. Then something constructive came up. Me : " EH LETS CLIMB OUT THE WINDOW!!"&lt;br /&gt;"OK OK. fun sia." opens the window... !!! " OMG DAMN small the hole. I GET STUCK HOW? i so p. " " wont la... " " EH. but Angie climb through. How she do ah?" I tried to put my head through. " EH.. OKAY LA.... wait wait!!! don wan la. i will get stuck lor. &gt;&lt;" "up to u la. actually we can call office to open door for us... " Bua looks away to pack her stuff. we go quiet a while. " I pack already. then trying to climb again. WHOOP. *EH I DIDNT FALL la hahah* " eh BUA!!! I:M OUT!!!!!!" ecstatic lo me. then " EHhhh.. how u get out. Not bad sia. okayy i;m coming out too " hahaha. Then she pass me all our stuff and we got out. WOOTS. ITS DAMN EASY TO BREAK OUT AND IN MY HOSTEL. hahahahhahahha . IT was pure fun. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We called it out escapade. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope i will remember this. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-7070190416870484240?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/7070190416870484240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=7070190416870484240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7070190416870484240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7070190416870484240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-is-2-days-till-promo-end-i-hate.html' title='Today is 2 days till promo end. I HATE PW.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-7275118593528180118</id><published>2009-09-27T01:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T07:09:13.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is 27th September 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Its a sunday. And this is not the way i usually spend sundays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I don't mean to seem so old.  But it really seems like a while ago, i w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;as just preparing to leave Kuching. Haha. And since then, i'm one year older.  19. Seems like such a young age.  everyone disagrees. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I 'm actually nearing the end of my Junior College 1 year. J1 year. Going on to J2, hopefully.  That is if i can pass my promos, not just pass, get a grade C and above.  Dear malaysians, it sounds easy. IT IS FREAKING NOT. hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;. not to demean you guys or anything, just for me, studying never came easy. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My everyday struggle : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Getting sufficient *beauty* sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Catching up *literally* with my homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Getting back to the hostel as early as i can *i get distracted so very easily*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Not falling asleep whilst Chiong-ing my homework.* pardon my Singlish * XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Getting up in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I find the most of my struggles are related to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;.. HAha. =.= Guess, i'm still me. hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Why can't my school start later. like the other JC's!!! OMG. life is s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;o... hahah. i shall not say it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have learn to stick to my laptop and music.  For health purposes, daily internet browsing, music and OAC is essential. hahahah. I miss Outdoor Activities too. Now that PDP is suspended, til promo *argh*, no more outdoor activities.  its all mugging. *for msians again, mugging does not mean robbing ppl, or making coffee in a mug, it means studying.  I have no idea why is it called mugging. hahaha. but i hate it.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I still go to church every Sunday, and that is because i can find peace at church.  Although the service is the chinese service, it's actually not that bad.  I do fall as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;leep during sermons, because i'm not naturally chinese-talented. haha. don't get the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; wrong message, i like chinese and i don mind to be cina, but i suck at it. XD Church always has nice people to greet you and shake hands with you, but past that, i look forward to having some quiet time praying. Since my church is so far away from my hostel, the bus ride home is so enjoyable, it so long. Haha. But i like the bus, so its okay, as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;i can indulge in a book. and now, i can indulge with my MP3. ZOMG.. okay. i shall elaborate on that later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Its 2111 now, i have never ending work.  Hmm.. that's super sian. hahah. I think it is 'cause i'm always taking things slow. Don't blame the work, blame yourself. h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Okay, where was I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You can't say life here is all about studies, i've made many new friends.  Even picked up a few real close ones. (: Birthday celebrations are fun but money-demanding.  Breaking curfew is fun.  Staying in the airport is fun.  Watching movies cramped on a bed is fun.  Staying overnight is fun.  Sleep-overs are fun.  Sharing food is a joy.  Mugging together is... ahaha. may be productive. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And... i have never thought that blisters come s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;o easy.  That i like running quite a lot.  I can swave board.  I stay up late doing some proposal, that i don even feel for.  I do stupid things for stupid reasons. hahaha.And. most of all, i nvr thought that i CAN WAKE UP BY MYSELF. ROFL. okay larh... with alarm clock.  But most of my friend who knew me, will also agree that this is a HUGE ACHIEVEMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;T. can record in Guinness Book of Records. But I'm STILL the same. No reason for me to get up, i'll just be the P that i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The food in my hostel is actually not bad! (: Sometimes may appeal boring, but it's not bad, nonetheless. Better than starving right?  Sometimes can ask for extra too, hiaks hiaks.... but the big problem of this hostel is there is no feeling of home.  I can stay days and days out of my hostel and not miss a thing except my bed la. (:  But i was definitely hoping for a hostel that gave me more warmth and sense of belonging maybe? I 've heard of how nice the other hostels may be, and how bonded the hostelites are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; Blame the management. Blame the teacher-mentors that only care about doing their job, especially making sure we are in the hostel and studying. =.= Lame. hahaha. What happened to sincerity and friendship. What happened to strong bonds forged through hard times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hmm.. I should get started on my GP essay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;2143. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;p/s : i'm broke. Evil MOE quickly give me money. TT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Here is a recent picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/Sr9waxlr8dI/AAAAAAAAASY/vOshDGnVDpc/s320/10422_145282947696_542367696_2449589_1507746_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386147284648718802" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Lay, P, Ngoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Asean Dance. I was Late, i looked like a lobster. And it was a great nite. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/Sr9waeuNZcI/AAAAAAAAASQ/usPyT_fWMLo/s320/7627_135350391894_575806894_3010146_2493566_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386147279584191938" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;BBQ at East Coast Park. Han, Clarisse, Serah, P, Bua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/Sr9xiptmuDI/AAAAAAAAASg/V3oaIWXz2tY/s320/7424_131136713556_658933556_2566970_1227982_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386148519485028402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Retards. All 4 in the picture. ROFL. Thats nia (red shirt), Steven, Theodore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Banana gurl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-7275118593528180118?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/7275118593528180118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=7275118593528180118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7275118593528180118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7275118593528180118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-is-27th-september-2009.html' title='Today is 27th September 2009'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/Sr9waxlr8dI/AAAAAAAAASY/vOshDGnVDpc/s72-c/10422_145282947696_542367696_2449589_1507746_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-3691630071564946473</id><published>2009-05-13T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:07:05.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today. i mean yesterday. hahas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/Sgr8PBSTD0I/AAAAAAAAASI/qEF55otavVc/s1600-h/n590502551_1411967_1547381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/Sgr8PBSTD0I/AAAAAAAAASI/qEF55otavVc/s320/n590502551_1411967_1547381.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335354043547193154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey people. &lt;div&gt;=) i wont have the time to write long posts one.... hahas. i'm currently still awake. its almost one am. =.=... that is because i have a math test tomoro. and it is econs lecture too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough bout that. today was so tiring. i had training in the morning. do intervals. wa... i knot take it. super tired. ended up sleeping in lecture. chem and math. hopefully i absorbed sumthing when i was asleep. hahas. hardly. life in singapore not bad.. er.. okay. i think? mugging life. its true... hahahs. anyone dunno what is mug? ask a singaporean. my school in temasek JC. its the top 5 JCs in singapore and its damn mugger la. i cannot take it sumtimes. the syllabus goes v fast lerh... hahas. they expect quite a lot from students. lucky i didnt go to like more mugger JC likee National or Meridian. althought MJC seems to have a bigger ODAC. oh ya. my CCA here is OAC. Outdoor activities club. i love it!!! its tough. hahahs. okay. i need study for math dy. hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care ppl. miss you guys. miss kuching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got one pic. hahas. pathetic sia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think that was after temasek talentime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monica, Bua, ME and Vanesza hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banana gurl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3691630071564946473?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3691630071564946473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3691630071564946473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3691630071564946473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3691630071564946473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-i-mean-yesterday-hahas.html' title='today. i mean yesterday. hahas.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/Sgr8PBSTD0I/AAAAAAAAASI/qEF55otavVc/s72-c/n590502551_1411967_1547381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-4494770921057802234</id><published>2009-05-10T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T09:39:53.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>hi everybody!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i miss KUCHING&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;i miss jenny, michelle, VK, TENG!! VUN!! greg....png... hahas. all my friends la.&lt;br /&gt;omg damn high. i got so much things to do but suddenly wanna blog.&lt;br /&gt;i went kayaking&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i miss coconut. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;tomoro i have PW meeting. this week i got test, math and chem. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;omg i so crazy... =D&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can continue this blog. hahas. sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADD ME ON FACEBOOK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-4494770921057802234?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/4494770921057802234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=4494770921057802234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4494770921057802234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4494770921057802234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2009/05/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-6358098023149059777</id><published>2009-02-07T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:57:47.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February the 7th</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDWIN LAI KOK WEI!!!! post more tonite... XD or tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISH YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-6358098023149059777?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/6358098023149059777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=6358098023149059777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6358098023149059777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6358098023149059777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-7th.html' title='February the 7th'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-791119297378141100</id><published>2009-02-02T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T05:44:43.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>A fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my new found friends.  We're all from Malaysia, but different parts. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you? dear friends back in Kuching!!! WOOT! MISH YOU LIKE CRAZY GUYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. truthfully, i'm missing home.  hehe.  It has been 6 days since i've moved here. By the way, i'm currently staying, living i guess, in Dunman High School Hostel.  Quite far from city, but hey, everywhere is kinda city in Sg. hahah. And i've been posted to Temasek JC. It seems nice and " happening"  I hope i can blend in, at least well enough to live through JC.  There's so many CCAs here and they're all super busy in their own way.  Expecially if you're gonna take up a leadership post. OMG. I dunno if i can take it.  seriously, i'm actually starting to doubt my abilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a hostel of quite many nationalities.  Its like, my roomate is Indon, and my friend's roomate is Chinese from China and another friend's roomate is Malaysian Chinese but SG adapted. haha. There are tons of foreign students here.  Its like its common to have them.  Singaporeans are really hyper.  And quite friendly.  Though, sometimes i wish i was more hyper.  Where did my hype go?? i think i left in at Kuching larh! hahah , Oh ya, the Singlish here is rather Malaysian. But of course they have some words of their own here.  and i still have yet to learnt them a lot.  Hang out more with malaysians and indons. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find more friends. *tired...*&lt;br /&gt;sleep earlier. *everything gotta do here.. hahah*&lt;br /&gt;be more hyper..&lt;br /&gt;Get busy and forget bout home's comfyness&lt;br /&gt;get adapted to my 'new' but temporary home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, for always being with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thumbs Up*&lt;br /&gt;I love u guys back in kch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my family!&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.!! although i don show it, I miss you guys a lot lah...... =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia ~banana Gurl~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-791119297378141100?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/791119297378141100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=791119297378141100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/791119297378141100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/791119297378141100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2009/02/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-9211406416622071792</id><published>2008-12-24T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:27:31.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything for christmas =D</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas !! This is definitely a joyous season. that starts in the heart. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updating you guys. Lets see. First thing is on Camp Pueh. even though it was in november, Its actually quite fresh. I guess good memories wont fade eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp Pueh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the PRS camp that i attended as the committee but i mostly played participant. *half-half* I was one of the facilitators that are in charge of each group. Like a person that takes cares of the group. so i was with the green group. Honestly.. it was SO SO awkward at first. OMG. u have to be there u feel the silence. the refusal to speak. the kekok-ness.. I was the only one, lets see, giving suggestion, asking for opinions, poking them to talk. Luckily i appointed a good, but aggressive leader for them. i even thought of their group name. hahahaha. The Leader appointed was Dee Dee. She's only Form 1 but by far, most outgoing. hahaha. Other three all form 6 eh. sooooooo timid. that was a good turn for my group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot from the activities. enjoyed the repelling *note that this is the wrong spelling. i forgot the real one * It's actually climbing down from a high rock climbing obstacle. Of course they were coaches there and ropes and stuff. But being 45 feet above the solid ground&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; thrilling. hahahaha. Me and Png were the first few gurls to try it. wahahaha. i wanted to go for second round la. but they wont let. reason was the thrill was gone. hmph~ hahaha. i will try it some other place. I learnt that we should look at things facing the sunshine. then you'll not see the shadows. hahaha. *personally, looking at the shadows fascinate me..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that I should NEVER judge a book by its cover. NVR~ hahaha. there's a lot of quiet looking ppl at camp. From grss and batu lintang. oh ya, i forgot to mention that some of the campers were from Batu Lintang School. Form 6 mostly. So i got to really know some stranger. Total strangers. It was fun.  Some gurls, waseh. looks so timid. when they play, so.... Licik. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a leader is not easy at all. First, you must lead. then, You must listen. And, you must care. Some leaders just give instructions and dare not do it themselves, some just dont know how to care. Communicating skills are important too.. If you cant get the msg through, how are your members going to know what the heck are you trying to say?! hahahaha. lastly, caring for your members is a must. Don't leave behind.  As Stitch always said, Ohana means family. family means, no one gets left behind. =D remember it for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a beach. Lovely and just tranquilic. =D Ppl... you know how much i love da beach rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mosquitoes and sandfly bites. saddest part. theres marks on my legs. darn... hope they go away. but no worries. For that price. i had memories. =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that concludes it. hahahaha. pictures ah. lazy lah~~~ my words more sincere right~~~~~~ ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Trip !!!! almost forgot. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Sg with me family from the 3rd to the 7th of Dec. the main purpose is to go meet my relatives and sign my agreement. hahah. After those two things, we were free to shop til i drop..*on my bed* Its tiring u know, shopping.. I walked and walked and jogged and looked and bought and walked again. i can be a good walker. hahaha. healthy worh this lifestyle. hehehe. my sis was great company. and she was with me all throughout the shopping. GENG.. i salute~ .hahaha. Sg is a busy and never-ending eventful no-stopping never-Resting hectic full-of-people full-of-stuff city~ phuh~ i cant finish describing it. But.... ITS pretty! really. you guys should have seen the lights. the night view. the everything. wah!!! i feel like sakai. But the light along Orchard Road is so... pretty! Food is OKAY la. lots of ppl. everywhere. REALLY. everywhere got people. hahaha. makes me miss kuching so much. Kuching is so peaceful. Sg is also ever-changing. new roads. new buildings, new houses, new people. You cant keep track of whats going on where, when and how. So eventually, you give up trying. hahaha. bought lots of cheap stuff. haha. shirts, souvenirs, postcards, and.... keychains! hahaha. Hin Hin after shopping everyday. like i said. shop til we dropped into bed every nite.  That says it. really. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHA! Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Christmas isnt christmas till it happens in your heart. somewhere deep inside you, is where Christmas really starts~~ so give your heart to Jesus, you'll discover when you do~~~, then its christmas... really christmas... for you~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best song ever. hahaha.this year. besides the great legendary carols of course. =) merry christmas everyone. I went to mass. this year. and i paid lots of attention to the preacher. and i sand real loudly. and i was smiling. and i was laughing. i was high.... i woke up at 4.45  heard me?!!!! 4 45. TUUT. hahahahaha. Christmas is such a happy season. its not the gifts. its not the tree. its not even the food. * although.. i love turkey and all the other delicious christmas dishes.* Its about the thought ppl have for other ppl. The thought is the one that counts.  so what gift should u get me? THINK OF ME!! hahahaha. greatest gift. unless u can give me jesus cell phone no. ROFL just kidding.  God Bless~~~~ =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bananaGurl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-9211406416622071792?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/9211406416622071792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=9211406416622071792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/9211406416622071792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/9211406416622071792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/12/everything-for-christmas-d.html' title='everything for christmas =D'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-3691712109421393790</id><published>2008-12-15T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T05:06:08.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rules &amp;amp; regulations&lt;br /&gt;-Do not copy answers&lt;br /&gt;-The tag questions must be 100% the same&lt;br /&gt;-Tag people before doing tag&lt;br /&gt;I tag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.kimmy ngu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.jenny voon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3.voon kakiong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.png ning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.louisa lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6.jacky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7.michelle tan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8.kathryn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9.Tzin Yee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do you know 1? (Kimmy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Erm. i dun rmb. wahahaha. one word. badminton!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What would you do if you never meet 2? (Jenny)&lt;br /&gt;- CRY! i mean, she's such a good friend and i feel good talking to this chabo. XD speaking of which. i miss her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What would you do if 3 and 4 dated? (Png and Kakiong)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I would faint!!!  *sorry guys*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 5 and 6 make a good couple? (My sis and Jacky)&lt;br /&gt;-DEFINITELY not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you think 7 is attractive?(Mich Tan)&lt;br /&gt;-OF COURSE I DO. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about 9.(Tzin Yee)-I like the way she talks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's 1's favourite past time?(Kimmy)&lt;br /&gt;-SLEEP lor. wat else will she do? hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What language does 2 speak?(Jenny)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Hakka, Mandarin, English, BM? a little, cantonese, korean? haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who is 3 going out with? (VK)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-No one? I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How old is 4? (Png Ning)&lt;br /&gt;-very old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talk to 5? (My sis)&lt;br /&gt;-Like.. 5 minutes ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date 7?(Mich Tan)&lt;br /&gt;-If i ever have the chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is 8 single? (Kat)&lt;br /&gt;-I think so.hahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 9's last name? (Tzin Yee)&lt;br /&gt;-Lai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider being in a relationship with 1? (Kimmy)&lt;br /&gt;-Well... nope. hahaa. just kidding,kim. i LOVE YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which school does 2 go to? (Jenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Swinburne University.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you like about 3? (VK)&lt;br /&gt;-He can be quite nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There, eeeeleen ar. i answered ur tag. so guai rite? haha. the post after half a month is ur tag. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3691712109421393790?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3691712109421393790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3691712109421393790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3691712109421393790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3691712109421393790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-5940030870616479132</id><published>2008-11-30T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T03:22:46.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OKAY OKAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prefect Camp 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274383425352812642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJfx81cyGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kxOUUKsZfPA/s320/CIMG5966_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp Camp camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Have safely landed home from 2 camps. One --&gt; Prefect Annual Camp 2008 Two --&gt; PRS Camp . So.. how do i feel? I wan more camps`~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said i'm addicted to camps.. haha. i have no idea y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with 19th of November .. NO wait....... 18th!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us went up one day earlier to set up the field and fix the treasure hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难以忘记初次见你，一双迷人的眼睛。&lt;br /&gt;在我脑海里，你的身影，挥散不去。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自怕我自己会爱上你，不敢让自己靠得太近。。&lt;br /&gt;怕我没什么能够给你，爱你也需要很大的勇气。。This song so nice. hahaha. sing til high on the bus. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274406993592425042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJ1NzXpmlI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Moz-VUQpPNE/s320/DSC02508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274406981637622050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJ1NG1ZySI/AAAAAAAAARs/BqDRXGfIbAM/s320/DSC02514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day... went pass just like that. we were still settling in and we all slept together in one living room.. I liked the house a lot. hahaha. Felt cosy and it had a really pretty hanging lamp and hanged above me when i lie down. It rained. *who doesnt love rain* it was a long night. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th - officially first day of Prefect Camp 08. Waiting waiting waiting for the fellow prefects to arrive. we were so afraid that they might get lost. i think the first bus reached first.. AITI. scary. WHERE IS THE FIRST BUS?! No exco on the first bus. only teachers. so worried. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our lovely Head to brief them on the camp...okie. then brief them on camp rules. Talking bout camp rules. None was followed. TUUT. i hope the squirrels know that i wont forget school rules. PHUH. so many rule breaking ahhh.. terrible. then the Ice breaking to start after lunch. BLAH BLAH BLAH. Ice breaking was suppose to be v fun. hahaha. it was quite fun,though. maybe the prefects still nt high enough. 2nd game of icebreaking then they got a little high high dei. Its called the 'tissue paper game' ..group members are to keep the tissue paper flyin in the air as long as POSSIBLE. *sounds like sap sap water* WITHout touching but only blowing. HAHAHAH.funny scene u know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274406966884073122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJ1MP34fqI/AAAAAAAAARc/vPXf8ktKm0s/s320/DSC02548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274399603868723778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJufqgOakI/AAAAAAAAARM/mCz3y7AQRXk/s320/DSC02554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274399588643642210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJuexySG2I/AAAAAAAAARE/E5E_1i0VRfA/s320/DSC02552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274399611256928722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJugGBtedI/AAAAAAAAARU/dFqcfC9lbck/s320/DSC02565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. activity starts. Aduh. i'll just briefly say. hahaha. wanna know more? CALL ME. hahaha. i love talking bout camp. First day activity is station game and treasure hunt. Station game. Went on quite nicely. LOve the balloon station. hahaha. Lurve. Horng Hui, Michelle, Edwin and I had a race. hahahah. so HIGH. Treasure hunt was really DARK. Hope this event was one exciting game for you guys!! everything was meant purely so u guys had fun. i'm wondering----&gt; DID you? =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274406973874981234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJ1Mp6pSXI/AAAAAAAAARk/8olK7Lc0T2E/s320/DSC02610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captains' Ball!!! lots of them say its the best game. I'd have to agree.. hahaha. Credits to BB. *dun haolian larh* U have to be there to see them shouting, directing, cheering, screaming and jumping and .... hahaha. it was very fun to watch. I even got the chance to referee for the last match. *which BROKE a chair*. @.@ Exco:prefect = 9:8 hahahha. tough match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstacle course.. nt that nice larh. hahaha. but luckily we got to take cute photos. hahaha. SO funny to watch. they were all v sunburnt by then. Hmm.. pretty red faces. hahaha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a very very.... geng nite. We were trying really hard to make them laugh. ADUH. hahahhahaha. i had fun though. Prefects ah... sporting marh. din laugh one.... we even danced for them. hahahah.SHhhh. we had pills... ROFL. *kidding*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st - last day of camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Someone was telling me : ' eh. tomoro go back lorh.' happened on 2nd day. I said. :' ha. wad tomoro. Still got one day larh!! ' . . . . .. ... me:' YA HORH!!!! ' lols. i was so absorbed till i didnt wanna go home. I like living in one big house like one big family. but i hope this family is nt only 3. days 2 nights. =} prize giving.. BLUE STAR won!!! v united. good leader. Great job, guys!!! Everyone went home as a winner though. all had hampers and souvenirs. Hope you guys like the key chain!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the prefect camp. That i still kinda miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274406992366426306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJ1NuzWWMI/AAAAAAAAAR0/gyZjlMoKMBA/s320/DSC02525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274383414903307874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJfxV6F_mI/AAAAAAAAAQs/X2yz4wY_bZ8/s320/1_899620589l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think i was acting superman. ROFL! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-5940030870616479132?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/5940030870616479132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=5940030870616479132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/5940030870616479132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/5940030870616479132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-okay.html' title='OKAY OKAY!!!'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/STJfx81cyGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kxOUUKsZfPA/s72-c/CIMG5966_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-609085403023435473</id><published>2008-11-12T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T04:58:40.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first week of the Holidays</title><content type='html'>This is the first week of the holidays. And it hasnt been much. LOLs. I mean. i still gotta wake up early - like 7.30 am - to go to school for extra classes. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*not that i'm complaining,cuz its good to wake up early*  &lt;/span&gt;It doesnt feel like the hols have started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i AM very much looking forward to camps. haha. Firstly, i'll be having the annual Prefect Camp at Serian. Which. i hope.. turns out well. =} Secondly, PRS camp and Camp Pueh. ooh..cant wait cant wait cant wait. haha. i think i'd better start listing out the stuff to bring. #.#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close friends will be coming back soon and i cant wait to meet them. Miss them to bits. hahaha. Since last year, since the last day of SPM, it felt oddly different. I was of course expecting changes but the changes were unexpected and some were sudden. Some were painful. and some were Delightful. Its been a heck of a year. Rite? at least for me it was.  I'm still looking forward to end this year with a Blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Next Year, things wouldnt be anything similar. A sort of fear crept into my mind.  I know... i know i should have some confidence and bravery. but this is different. What i thought i was .....well...i 'm not that sure of myself anymore. hahahaha. Honestly.... I might as well stop thinking bout who i really am. Looking at the raindrops reminded me of something.. hahahaha. The fun of PJ in the rain. O.O hahahaha. i rmb that my shoes were 'FLOODED' cuz me and my friend dared each other to walk... in the grass. flooded with rainwater. its really cooling.. no wait.. It was freeezing. yet exhilirating. then we took of our shoes and socks to dry. IN class. hehehehe. how rude. i just realised. Secondary school years are fast to end. aren't they? College life is starting to kick in.=}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone says its wonderful. Its like getting out of ur shell and finding THE place to be. its like making a new family but with young, exciting teens like ourselves.  Sounds great... yupe. thats what i've heard. And i was positively ready for it. I was so ready to pursue that sorta thing right after my SPM. hahahaha. well. I might've survived. or i might've not survived so well. either way i think i'd live. =D But Now. at This moment. Right now... this particular time.  I'm not that sure. Uncertainty . ppl say its a phase everyone will go through. Now i'm wondering how ppl cope with it. the decision is made and definitely will not change. ..i guess i'll have to change. =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will play hard. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hahahahahahahahahahahah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Banana Gurl =}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-609085403023435473?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/609085403023435473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=609085403023435473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/609085403023435473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/609085403023435473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-week-of-holidays.html' title='My first week of the Holidays'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-4552255134896379775</id><published>2008-11-06T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T06:17:04.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for You =}</title><content type='html'>So, its past my finals and i'm finally free.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecstatic.  i love the lyin in sofa having no deadlines to meet.  i love sweating.  i love lyin in bed indulging in a book.  i love having coffee by the window.  Theres so many things to do.  =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. I practically almost got all my papers back. O.O efficient teachers i suppose.  I got nice marks for chemistry and quite OK for physics. hehe. improved. and my math paper 1.. hmm.. okay. i guess. =S. math 2. TOMORROW. O.0 wish me luck.. lots and lots and tonnes of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting down the day to the camps i'm gonna have during this holiday. haha. One is the prefect camp and Serian and another PRS camp at Lundu. cant wait cant wait. XD  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so full of surprises.. I'm 18 this year. and the year is ending.. haha. next year is gonna be a lot different from this year and i Hope the change is for the better.  Change can either be better or for the worse. Lets thing positively. =) i'd better start planning my holiday and make 2008 a good year while i still can. hmmmm.. i'm going to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly a kite&lt;br /&gt;play lots of badminton&lt;br /&gt;go to the beach&lt;br /&gt;meet up with friends&lt;br /&gt;eat a lot *HAHAHA*&lt;br /&gt;try really hard nt to become a STP. =}&lt;br /&gt;study * =} maybe .... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yea rite&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;br /&gt;eat again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list will go on. waiting for inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. what are you planning for the hols? I wan more 'me' time. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Banana Gurl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-4552255134896379775?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/4552255134896379775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=4552255134896379775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4552255134896379775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4552255134896379775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-for-you.html' title='Just for You =}'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-6334031979703757702</id><published>2008-10-22T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:11:04.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These Days</title><content type='html'>These days have been very well. and i'm going to have my final semester exam next wednesday.  Still quite unprepared. =} i hope there's still time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Tan just celebrated her 18th birthday!!!! stay sexy`~ XD&lt;br /&gt;She is and always will be. Happy Belated-Online Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so lucky to have a home-baked birthday cheese cake. *don look at me...I cant bake..LOL*&lt;br /&gt;It was Tze Hui and Vk that baked the cake.  So touching u know.. as in the effort they put in. haha. *clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Bella Italia, eating... Pasta, lasagna, pizza. LOLs. its really nice, the food i mean. *the owners were really italian.. wow. O.O*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jenny gave her a necklace with stars and hearts. * Michelle~ i Hearts You*&lt;br /&gt;We engraved her name and age. hahaha. i think its kinda nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vk and Tze Hui bought her a dress eh.. Wooot. hehehe. it sexay.. like mic. haha.  She even wore it to the dinner. N-i-C-e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that ends her birthday nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days,  i've been listening to a little bit a chinese songs and even Christian Songs. I didnt know Christian Songs that nice. hahahh. They're really meaningful and calming. =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all the Form 4 s who are having their exam now~~~ hahaha. *Star*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Banana Gurl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-6334031979703757702?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/6334031979703757702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=6334031979703757702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6334031979703757702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6334031979703757702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/10/these-days.html' title='These Days'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-1348712401740505038</id><published>2008-09-27T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T07:12:27.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kubah Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures paint a Thousand Words ~~~ how many words have i Painted?? =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250697559743491602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SN45nHeFbhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RXiYrwViIw0/s320/DSC02159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250697590918085186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SN45o7mr-kI/AAAAAAAAAOE/UFHLdGUYjLg/s320/DSC02163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SN47Rm8_KHI/AAAAAAAAAOM/41N8TGH02PM/s1600-h/DSC02169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250699389260736626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SN47Rm8_KHI/AAAAAAAAAOM/41N8TGH02PM/s320/DSC02169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SN47SI_PhRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/z33NiD9ZTe4/s1600-h/DSC02170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250699398397003026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SN47SI_PhRI/AAAAAAAAAOU/z33NiD9ZTe4/s320/DSC02170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250701685412630802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SN49XQyQkRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/e90GdynzLwk/s320/DSC02178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250701691817416290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SN49XopR1mI/AAAAAAAAAOk/USzdN5D09_Q/s320/DSC02184.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670281335076418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNxxRRUdkI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Abha1qha5GQ/s320/DSC02314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670288016572546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNxxqKUAII/AAAAAAAAAQU/aVQfZAKS69Q/s320/DSC02309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670295393679506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNxyFpJuJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/qJEWyajDINI/s320/DSC02308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256670299611846178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNxyVW11iI/AAAAAAAAAQk/cHOLr18hzQc/s320/DSC02297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256649678397671394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNfCBWQh-I/AAAAAAAAAP8/n4S5Gf9vir4/s320/DSC02324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256649674040211858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNfBxHW-ZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/r9YvscNNSQ4/s320/DSC02326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256649670590982370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNfBkQ_6OI/AAAAAAAAAPs/zvt0eLYrAb8/s320/DSC02327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256649686261310722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNfCepGJQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/fS-i-3hg5bY/s320/DSC02322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644894309311666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNarjOtZLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/xVW0syMWFrs/s320/DSC02328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644865102601522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNap2bSXTI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YX0mVWymIa4/s320/DSC02338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644860725250594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNapmHpSiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sZinKQjtgSI/s320/DSC02339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256639144827967138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNVc4viVqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/f-VbStQ8vmI/s320/DSC02342.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644895627092402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNaroI5IbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/SowuxWGAb7U/s320/DSC02331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256639141150606882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNVcrCyRiI/AAAAAAAAAO8/DZtat5I0tnA/s320/DSC02349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256639133219874498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNVcNf85sI/AAAAAAAAAOs/5TpZLrsp7tY/s320/DSC02362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256639136946932114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SPNVcbYjSZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rV_ccV0iSiE/s320/DSC02356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Banana Gurl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-1348712401740505038?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/1348712401740505038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=1348712401740505038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1348712401740505038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1348712401740505038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/09/kubah-trip.html' title='Kubah Trip'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/SN45nHeFbhI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RXiYrwViIw0/s72-c/DSC02159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-7114130254357057209</id><published>2008-09-19T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T06:10:32.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from the Universe</title><content type='html'>Notes from the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know what is really beautiful? Confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know what is really powerful? Persistence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know what is really sexy??&lt;br /&gt;(Please, i Know what is sexy..)&lt;br /&gt;Not needed to be needed. *hahahahahhaah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i read til here, i laugh peng... in MPH. hahahaha.But its so true. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Banana gurl. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cant believe i called myself that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-7114130254357057209?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/7114130254357057209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=7114130254357057209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7114130254357057209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7114130254357057209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/09/notes-from-universe.html' title='Notes from the Universe'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-3547786742458182854</id><published>2008-09-19T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T07:48:20.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>Hi guys. i miss the internet so much. and i miss you guys so much too. but i guess action speaks louder than words. so i owe my friends lots of post. coming up soon. but needs editing. for now. i'm gonna let u c my latest pic. hahahahahha. SO GOOd of me??? kim would love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247743984800594050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SNO7WbY7eII/AAAAAAAAAN0/8RoEoEbUMFw/s320/CIMG5026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;ME. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS MY FRIENDS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3547786742458182854?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3547786742458182854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3547786742458182854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3547786742458182854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3547786742458182854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/09/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/SNO7WbY7eII/AAAAAAAAAN0/8RoEoEbUMFw/s72-c/CIMG5026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-7485089089641698554</id><published>2008-08-12T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:45:55.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exam</title><content type='html'>3rd August 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calvin - my cousin that was born 3 months after me- left for KL on the 4th. So we went out for cake. lols. he wanted Secret Recipe.&lt;br /&gt;Olympic season. even at Spring.... lols. Only the rings are nice. the plants are fake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233670417444809234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SKG7g_dEqhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rGFum01ZTiE/s320/DSC03445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Spring was actually kinda empty... might be losing popularity. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233670327178298098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SKG7bvL3AvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/TLcBh-QUqfM/s320/DSC03446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Thought I wasnt in the picture. *LOLS* cuz we were aiming to take pic of the couple behind us.. The guy is my cousin...O.O we were so kaypo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SKG7ZQ7zkjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gvB7WDbwsvs/s1600-h/DSC03450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233670284698161714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SKG7ZQ7zkjI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gvB7WDbwsvs/s320/DSC03450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is only ONE of the photos taken in the car. hahah. SO OKU! we were in the Spring carpark for about 20 minutes?? trying to take a nice photo. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its exam season *cough* olymPic*cough*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All i can say is ,  form 6 is very different. O.O I think i'm gonna face my first 'F'. not fabulous, but fail LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry for short post. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-7485089089641698554?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/7485089089641698554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=7485089089641698554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7485089089641698554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7485089089641698554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/08/3rd-august-2008-calvin-my-cousin-that.html' title='exam'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/SKG7g_dEqhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rGFum01ZTiE/s72-c/DSC03445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-9112544186029753523</id><published>2008-08-05T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T07:34:15.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend and my Fuwas</title><content type='html'>I know... i know.. its a little late for my &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its too &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;touching&lt;/span&gt; not to share. my-so-very-thoughtful friend mailed me a gift.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. So sadly... it got lost in the mail. *well..cant blame larh.from austrailia worh *&lt;br /&gt;I was sad when i heard MY gift got lost in the mail. Even sadder when i saw the pics she sent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Omigosh~!&lt;/span&gt; its really nice. and might be one of the best presents i ever had. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*SOBS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its totally okay though. It IS. FOR ME. any present, its the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ThoughT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that counts. So. here and now I would like to express my appreciated and thankful feeling that is dying to come out, to my dear friend, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lee Pei Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I was really touched as she's in Austrailia studying now and she even bothered to send me a gift. *honestly.i felt so guilty* but i really wanna thank her. :D. I'm really happy and honoured to have a friend like her. She was and always will be one of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'hearts'&lt;/span&gt; in my life. Friends for life, ya? You know, i just realised the best way to show my appreciation...Hmmm.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. i hope she feels my 'love'.  XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lovely card. *omg, she even chose the card for a reason. sobs. reason is private and confidential*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230998427578870994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJg9Wth3LNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/XJmij7UoHOw/s320/DSCF6807+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The card that Ying sent me. *sigh* its so &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;preeetty.&lt;/span&gt; Luckily she took photos. so i got to read the contents. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230998431863822370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJg9W9feWCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/V_KBQlObmd8/s320/DSCF6809+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;, is my GIFT. *sobs* too bad it got lost. its sooo nice. haha. my name. O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231008336154513570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJhGXd2Y0KI/AAAAAAAAAJU/dkSBemOR78U/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks~~~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;c &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really reallyy reallyy, cant wait for the olympics!!!!! lalalalala~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of the things that really caught my 'heart' is the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FUWA&lt;/span&gt;s.... lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They-are-so-&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ADORABLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;huan huan&lt;/span&gt; the most. He is so &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;inspirational&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those ppl who dunno what Fuwas are or when is the Olympic starting. Start googling it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These cute Fuwas carry the message of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FRIENDSHIP &lt;/span&gt;and non other than PEACE. =D ..*the best part* To all the children of the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They are so meaningful. Every detail represents a culture, or a feeling or a message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These Fuwas are actually represents the playful qualities of 5 little children that form an intimate circle of friends. Which also represents four main animals of China * FYI, fish, panda, tibetan antelope, swallow together with the Olympic Flame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These Fuwas have names. Especially made for each and every Fuwa. Note that all the names come in two-syllable of the same word * this is how the chinese show affection for childen* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beibei is the Fish, Jingjing is the Panda, Huanhuan is the Olympic Flame, Yingying is the Tibetan Antelope and Nini is the Swallow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH YA. and another super-duper amazing thing is when you put their names in order from beibei to nini, --&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bei Jing Huan Ying Ni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--. Chinese ppl are so smart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The mascots this Olympic are the most creative ones. O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231008340723233074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJhGXu3p8TI/AAAAAAAAAJc/R4RdlzAMur4/s320/Img214108291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inspirational.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231009412603697842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJhHWH732rI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VsgYpvyIHto/s320/Img214108292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beibei -- Gentle. Pure. Represents the fish,carrying the message of prosperity. Strong in water sports. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*BLUE RING*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231009417556355778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJhHWaYrasI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cqSw7KWY6pg/s320/Img214108293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingjing makes me smile. Strong, naive and optimistic. Jingjing represents Happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*BLACK RING*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231008342059665330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJhGXz2SR7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/p2p3QI0LjA8/s320/Img214108294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big brother. Huanhuan -- the flame, the passion. he is the one that shines, spreading the warmth of Olympics 2008. Outgoing, optimistic.excels in ball games. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*RED RING*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231009416616929410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJhHWW4s6II/AAAAAAAAAKE/OOcNTuUMnaY/s320/Img214108295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yingying. commitment to Green Olympics.Fast.Agile.Quick-witted.Together with culturalistic ornaments of Qing-hai. Spirit. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*YELLOW RING*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJhHVx8lvqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/q7EOxvLbYcU/s1600-h/Img214108296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231009406701125282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJhHVx8lvqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/q7EOxvLbYcU/s320/Img214108296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gold-winged. Nini. Innocent, joyful and cheerful. her golden wings represent the infinite SKY and spread good luck. Gymnastics.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; *GREEN RING*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; DONT MISS THE OLYMPICS. 8 August 2008. 8.08 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-9112544186029753523?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/9112544186029753523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=9112544186029753523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/9112544186029753523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/9112544186029753523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-friend-and-my-fuwas.html' title='My friend and my Fuwas'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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://bp3.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJg9Wth3LNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/XJmij7UoHOw/s72-c/DSCF6807+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-4912835888874418769</id><published>2008-07-30T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T04:57:17.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Have you ever wondered what will happen if you'd taken the Other step? or if you'd had taken the Other choice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you listened closely to the rain? or if the rainbow is whispering? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had always had the time and heart to think things over and over before i actually sleep. It seems unavoidable to feel a SLIGHT tinge of regret over choices made and roads taken. But all in all, i had many satisfaction yet i experienced many regrets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always come down to - ya...at least i have my friends. =)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that explains how essential friends are in a persons life. Socially, mentally. and even physically. I have d Extra 'heart' to do something when it involves my friends. In life, having the extra 'heart' can help a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, here i am, dedicating a post to all friends. my friends, your friends, his friends, her friends are all great friends. Reaching out to all the friends, hoping they'll continue to give you the extra 'heart' to 'flower' up your life. Here's to all my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228774847705408386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJBXBU_6Y4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/XnkzqKR0O9Q/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&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/3100582275678705049-4912835888874418769?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/4912835888874418769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=4912835888874418769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4912835888874418769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4912835888874418769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/07/have-you-ever.html' title='have you ever?'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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://bp1.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SJBXBU_6Y4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/XnkzqKR0O9Q/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-3588863457184978178</id><published>2008-07-24T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T05:25:46.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope you guys enjoy lookin at Pictures. =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, i would like to thank &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'shuai ge'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for viewing my blog. hahahaha. i never thought you would. thx. BUT..i'll never forget to thank my loyal but OKU friend - kim. haha. i'm a regular at ur blog too. =P and also to jenny, vk, kelvin, tiffany and who ever who supports this blog. hahaha. i really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank YOU! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay. moving on to pictures. haha. they are in chronological order. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226492295396532818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SIg7DTBtIlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ubfT_RqghGc/s320/DSC01884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My badge and my Tie. =] i just try my best. and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226498848762270738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SIhBAwN2lBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IOVOuLmh8tE/s320/DSC01927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is MY file. haha. its a NICE BLACK. so discipline right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227297603301154226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SIsXeYwEHbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/RKdYmhVVPak/s320/DSC01877(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Its FINALLY here~~~ muahahaha.* envy me ...just kidding *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226495993231560450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SIg-aiiRzwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/f-DqIAGNrK0/s320/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, sis, bro. Happy BURFDAY Louisa!!!! ur finally older. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* i had and still have a plaster on my face *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226496004141569490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SIg-bLLbVdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hbKQ7ebICa0/s320/DSC01918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is wad i bought for her. she LOVES it, rite sis?? hahaha. *it took all my pocket money away....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226498857276162818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SIhBBP7uQwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/GEBjFrcZpO0/s320/DSC01930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeremy, jenny and me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* I so LOVE that shirt. its cute rite? rite? hahaha. *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That night we had a farewell for jeremy at Bla bla bla restaurant. he left for Austrailia the next day...BYE my friend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for all the nice outings and car rides. you're a NIce Guy. Not the NICEST but Nice. hahahaha. =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226502104066261410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SIhD-PKzgaI/AAAAAAAAAIk/MiKNr5JuTUs/s320/DSC01932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vk and Jeremy. Two so different ppl, i have to say. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226502107788140178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SIhD-dCK3pI/AAAAAAAAAIs/OoRHAUpGNB0/s320/DSC01937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Fire. Bla bla bla has a nice ambience. =] anyone wanna bring me for dinner can be here or Junk. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thats all the pics for now. *phuh* uploading pics is such hard work. =P. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next Post : Chemistry test and more prefect. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3588863457184978178?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3588863457184978178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3588863457184978178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3588863457184978178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3588863457184978178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/07/hope-you-guys-enjoy-lookin-at-pictures.html' title='Hope you guys enjoy lookin at Pictures. =]'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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://bp0.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SIg7DTBtIlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ubfT_RqghGc/s72-c/DSC01884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-1794834738748183825</id><published>2008-07-22T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T07:35:10.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Math</title><content type='html'>I finally got my maths test paper back......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm...... *PHEW*. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for class, as usual. I went in and saw the paper on my table. My heart actually skipped a beat. During the very-feared-test, my heart was AT my mouth. Luckily i was smart enough to control my adrenaline level.... hahahah. So i did the test, the best that i could. no BLANK SPACES. =)...i was rather satisfied how quite confident i was after it was over. hehe..but i expected a mere 60? that was if i was LUCKY. haha. i'm OKAY with maths but i'm no maths genius. i'm mERE HUMAN. plus the fact the i'm lazy with homework. i hope i can survive in FORM 6. hehehe...i'm so lucky to have friends who finish their work Before i actually do. hmmm.... XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okayyy.. back to the "results".  The paper was given back yesterday. First period - Maths 2. I was late * it has become my habit. sigh.*.. i knocked, i walked in. Everyone in class seemed...a little tense. i sat down. i didnt even notice my test paper there until someone asked me how did i do for the test. i was * har??? .Ooooo...Wah~~*i got 28 out of 40. giving me a 70 mark. ^^ surprising.  i know its not much.. but show some support marh.... lol. i'll try harder next time. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSI seems to be on TV now. and to choose between ellaborating on my life over watching CSI. i'd have to say i'd choose the latter. Muahahaha. I will update u guys more on Prefect on the Next post.................... coming sooon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-1794834738748183825?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/1794834738748183825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=1794834738748183825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1794834738748183825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1794834738748183825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Math'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-1263600636509865177</id><published>2008-07-16T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:14:52.952-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interesting world.'/><title type='text'>Now and Then</title><content type='html'>It has been about a month * i think * of school and everything is actually quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;I still have tonnes of homework stack just sitting there waiting for me, I still have lots of chapters to read and prefect demerit slips to issue. *muahahahaha* but its all quite good for me. i couldnt ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When inner turmoil starts to disappear, you start to feel comfy with who u r and how u r. I had experience serious mixed feelings. haha. but the 'rain' is over.*NOT that i hate the rain, in fact i love when it rains. * Okayy, then i'll change it to the 'storm' is over.  back to topic, i was FILLED with uncertainties when i started Form 6, but everything has seemed to settle in quite snugly. haha. my class is nice, nice ppl, nice colour, nice view. bad neighbours, though.haha.but they can be nice ppl too..... *doubtful*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk around school as an EXCO now. only after i experience it, i feel the burden. I wonder how my little head girl feels. Hmmm... but i honestly think she's the perfect one for the job though. no one else. As an exco, being an example is soooo important, my tie... my TIE... is never down now. i have resorted into sewing my name tag and badge onto a bigger shirt. *mUAHAHHA.. i'm so smart* LOL. I try to keep as neat as possible. its hard for me,  i think. Lols. what else...oh ya. no buying food during recess. i used to do that occasionally when HUNGER strikes suddenly during SEJARAH period. ;)...School routine life has really changed but i think its good practice for me. Expecially WAKING UP EARLY, kim is SHOCKED half dead. haha. that i could be able of this kind of thing. she actually calls this a MIRACLE. *Phuh* what a friend.... hahaha. i like honest friends. *don tell her i like her. LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about friends, i've met quite a few new ppl, some new guys some new gurls. Okay, guys.... There are these bunch of simple-minded guys that'll help a girl whenever the girl asks *i think*..they think straight-forwardly and they like politics. They will stand behind each other's back Anytime. the good and the bad. haha. these guys are seriously considerable for simple and happy marriage life. *haha* seriously. unless you're still dreaming for Prince Right AND Charming... Dream on girls.... i believe in fate and such but there's no prince charming N right. there's always a catch. Another type of guys i've met is funny, comical, witty?quite, and downright lame. MUAHAHA. there's two guys i met fall under this category. i'm not saying names. haha. another type, is like woah! his maths so geng. SERIOUSLY. hahahahahah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, for the girls, some are so friendly u feel so 'no-stranger-world' kind of feeling. =) which is good. i hope i can give this kind of feeling to everyone i meet. *doubtful...i don look good enough.*&lt;br /&gt;some girls are scheming, calculative, revengeful and seriously need to c a psychologist. hmm... *note that this is said in a concerned NOT mocking tone*some girls are simple-minded. some girls just wanna get by each day. some are ambitious.some are LOUD. hehe. so many personalities. what an interesting world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like emitting positive 'vibes' everywhere *while sneezing...its so cold now* .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a math test tomoro. n i feel the FEAR~~~ really. its here in my tummy. jumping....Fast. *oh wait. that's my heart*.....in conclusion, I DON WANNA FAIL. although its a small test. i hope i can perform. i did my hw n stuff just scared my brain not in the mood for math tomoro. pray for me..... *i'm desperate here... hehehe* its 0113 in the morning.... n i'm up cuz i'm BLOGGING?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so weird.. lalalalalalalalala....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-1263600636509865177?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/1263600636509865177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=1263600636509865177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1263600636509865177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1263600636509865177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/07/now-and-then.html' title='Now and Then'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-3791192404560436772</id><published>2008-07-07T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T07:01:04.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Results are OUT</title><content type='html'>The last time of update is before the hols ended. SO since then, i've been waking up EARLY everyday. WHY? Probationary prefect duty calls!!! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, i've been actively telling people "how to wear their ties" yes, you heard me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'knot' must be ABOVE, i repeat, ABOVE the 2nd button. *which is reasonable for a student*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All probationary prefects are to wear ties up to FIRST button, again i repeat, FIRST FIRST button. I was told off twice by the Exco ppl. Hmm..I finally became such a good kid. *angel ring above head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone saw my tie and *fainted*. LOls. that'll be a LITTLE exxagerating. okay.they were *SHOCKED*. Like This ---&gt; O.O.. even Png Ning starts laughing when she sees me walking by with my Tie. =D But Duty calls and i don mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was PROBATIONARY. lets talk about the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I GOT MY RED TIE * prefect tie *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220270423328523346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SHIgSrX5hFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-qPgEDKZ2b0/s320/DSC01872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt oddly proud. haha. i guess after being a probation prefect for some time, i finally felt looser. haha. i didnt say LOOSE i said looser. As i may not have mentioned, i'm a probationary Exco person. So i might be 'dilucutkan'. Lets not hope for that. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day we get our prefect ties, the Exco ppl list came OUT. this morning, i saw TENSION, anxiety, excitement, relief, troubled, annoyed, Thankful, wrathful, even shocked faces. I got Exactly what i asked for. Exco Discipline. I will be continuing with the "how to correctly wear a tie lessons". =) so watch out.hehe when i'm on duty, friends will have to wear ties of standard appearance and Height. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expected candidates turned out AS EXPECTED. haha. and there were also some " gotcha " elements as the Soon-to-be-ex-head-boy calls it. The new head girl and head boy made short speeches to address the new board i guess. it was v general. I was hoping for a meaningful and visionary speech.. * I'll wait til the dinner .*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope the new committee board to be will merge as a team, a family with all the members playing their part, even aiding others that find difficulty. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being a prefect is like being the voice of the students even though efforts might not be appreciated but it's ALWAYS worth a try. Remember that *this is a note to myself. LOL.* &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fulfill your duty and be a responsible prefect that acts as example to students. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play your part in duties, community and FRIEND to all prefects. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a friend to the students. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Present urself as humble and ready to help. Respect them like you would respect a friend. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our school's culture has long been like this. Of course, change cannot be done in one year. *way too short* This is a long term thing that'll take patience, confidence and perserverence. Most importantly-Teamwork.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;What we lack currently is the bond, the unbreakable bond that will boost confidence and bravery in all the prefects - bringing their hearts and mind together and we all work towards ONE same goal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;And thus, i hope those who didnt get Exco ppl list or didnt get the Exco they wanted initially, just accept it and respect the soon-to-be-ex-committeeBoard's judgement. NINETEEN ppl's judgement are definitely of some significance. They all hope the the Prefectorial board will continue to be great and greater in the years to come. Besides, what evil-ness can they possibly try to make. they just wanna leave a good impression. haha. *or so i thought*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;OH YEA. hope to be a good Exco. and of course Try my Best. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3791192404560436772?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3791192404560436772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3791192404560436772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3791192404560436772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3791192404560436772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/07/results-are-out.html' title='The Results are OUT'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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://bp3.blogger.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SHIgSrX5hFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/-qPgEDKZ2b0/s72-c/DSC01872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-1137140608294757818</id><published>2008-06-17T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:26:49.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18th Birthday'/><title type='text'>Turning 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Saturday, 14 June 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GRSS CO had a quite-huge performance on Saturday. It's an annual thing...but sadly. due to lack of preparation we only got THIRD....hmm.. Oh well. experience is what u get when u DONT get what u want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SFfTQ96O7sI/AAAAAAAAAHI/s5yFHkoca4Q/s1600-h/page1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212867382154817218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SFfTQ96O7sI/AAAAAAAAAHI/s5yFHkoca4Q/s320/page1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guy on the left side is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aylwin&lt;/span&gt;, expresident. See the frustration on his face.hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least the members were seen to be quite &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;. after all. more work is done when its done happily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bottom left pic is the chop we get as performer of "ZHU HUN". haha. Free entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just turned 18 !!!!!!! =]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope my wish comes true... siGHhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SFfTRFX307I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mQIuGLkSIBI/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212867384158180274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SFfTRFX307I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mQIuGLkSIBI/s320/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My family and my cake. I love the "18-choc-thing".haha. every year MUST have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;u know.i don really feel 18. - __ -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*********&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 June 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These ppl called me out for dinner. - on a school nite.wow. my parents let me!! Must be the turning-18 thing. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Venue : Chef at Home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Comment : Not ALL bad. =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But , I had a nice time. The cake was HUGE. really HUGE. O.O.. i feel kinda guilty cuz i think they spent quite a lot for this. = S...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; SOOO, i wanna say a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG THANK YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to Jenny, Michelle, Calvin, Jeremy and Vk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope next year you guys are also here. muahahah. lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212868900438097298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SFfUpV9LPZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/GyYbP0OvIYU/s320/page2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Michelle and Jenny. The cake is called... is called...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* Thinking of it oso become fat*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;CHOCOLATE INDULGENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212868903927356946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SFfUpi9FHhI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HHcdETD3hCo/s320/page3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The guys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I guess. pictures say a thousand words. haha. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*actually i'm just lazy to elaborate =] *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for all the birthday wishes and this *indulging* cake plus a nice birthday dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;What more can i ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*i actually do have my wish..my wish has yet to come true...not even one dAY after my bday*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-1137140608294757818?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/1137140608294757818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=1137140608294757818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1137140608294757818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1137140608294757818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/06/turning-18.html' title='Turning 18'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/SFfTQ96O7sI/AAAAAAAAAHI/s5yFHkoca4Q/s72-c/page1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-3581530782616188484</id><published>2008-06-12T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:55:00.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Mixed Feelings</title><content type='html'>Guess what guys...i'm a probation prefect~!!!!  shocking ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird story how it happened. I got persuaded to sign up by Ah Ma. She left on the day of the interview. Okayy. since i reached school, decided to gave it a shot. blahed blahed lots. Sounded so abnormally determined. I might..have just gave the wrong impression. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day the results got out, my name was NOT there. First...*PHEWWW*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then....*WHAT?!* y am i not chosen.haha. I'm not THAT BAD rite? so the whole day i was thinking. Hmm... i was convinced i had a serious problem and needed serious help.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day. 2 green-coated ppl *prefects* walked towards me and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Er. Lydia. Are you still up for being a prefect? I forgot to put ur name in the list. *smiling* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Erm......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" *hands me a probation prefect badge and duty list* Because there was another girl named Irene......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"er...*confused*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tomorrow meet at prefect notice board at 6.30 am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" o..... O.O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened. can anyone tell me the similarity between 'lydia' and 'irene'???&lt;br /&gt;Png says its the 'i'. hahah.that's the closest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, *cool...i'm chosen *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second, *are they just desperate? or was it a simple honest mistake... They don look like good liars..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, *oh darn.i'm chosen.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth * what is wrong with me?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as u can see.i'm having serious problems in differentiating what i really want. hahah. i need help. I just went through one day of probationary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its monotonous but its a duty. Its supposed to be monotonous. so that's not a huge problem. But i dunno whether i want it. Inner turmoil.... i nvr really made good decisions for myself..but no one else can make my decisions for me. *okay.v blur now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. i have to wake up ar 5.45 am tomorrow. O.O Good night. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3581530782616188484?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3581530782616188484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3581530782616188484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3581530782616188484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3581530782616188484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/06/mixed-feelings.html' title='Mixed Feelings'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-9005698795474888788</id><published>2008-06-09T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:51:01.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Pei Ying</title><content type='html'>Today is just happened to the the 9th of June. I think....its someones birthday. HMMM...who hor....i know the girl quite well, v good at keeping people quiet. oh YA. and ALWAYS stealing my calculator...aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lee Pei Ying&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i think about her : &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks soo fierce when she's angry.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to hide Png Ning's glasses. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to steal my calculator during recess, cuz i sit beside her.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to scold me. and i like to get scolded.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;She likes MILO.&lt;br /&gt;She can do 'shhhh' reallly really loud. i like it when she does it. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;She's always up to mischief especially with ah Teng.&lt;br /&gt;She's very good at whispering until JiaYi will always think we're gossiping bout her. LOL.it SO gets on JiaYi's nerves. -___-&lt;br /&gt;She just turned 18 today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the wish you made when blowing all 18 candles will come true.&lt;br /&gt;May the dreams you are not aware that you dream for come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank U for being a great friend and of course. partner in 'crime'. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-9005698795474888788?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/9005698795474888788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=9005698795474888788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/9005698795474888788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/9005698795474888788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/06/lee-pei-ying.html' title='Lee Pei Ying'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-6801859467355352675</id><published>2008-06-08T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T07:43:11.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>who says school so bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..i finally got the creation of internet back. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing is....There is absolutely no sound coming out from the speakers of my com except my incessant noisy typing.  I should seriously think of learning more about the hardware of the com. Hmm..i tried googling my question.LOL. Something about the 'sound card' came out.  ANY IDEA?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holiday are over and I have to seriously start school now.  Thats sounds not BAD u know.  I am kind of anxious to get things moving.i feel like a SLOTh.  A FAT one.  Kim would definitely say i look like one. =) i'm used to this sort of love-hate thing. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering what'll happen at school. Honestly, its been pretty boring.  I HOPE some spicy stuff is going to stir up actually. Anyone up to mischeif or something.. haha. I miss my friends too.  Somehow FORM 6 just aint the WAy it used to be.  You know what i mean?  But the books a awfully THICK. At least i'll be satisfied with the fact i'll be learning much much more stuff than lots of people who DONT go for Form 6.. haha. regret ppl, regret~~~~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAH.i dont think any of my non-form-6 friends are regretting..sigh sigh. But i know there's always a brick wall to penetrate in any situation..it only matters How BADLY you want to break in.  Time will proove lots of things. of course i cant say i will definitely break it by now...But i'll often comfort myself that &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;difficult things take a long time, impossible things a little longer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein said. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its not that I'm so smart, its just that i stay with problems a little longer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the purple one somewhere and i respect this founder of so much knowledge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-6801859467355352675?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/6801859467355352675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=6801859467355352675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6801859467355352675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6801859467355352675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-says-school-so-bad.html' title='who says school so bad?'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-1029689044419853709</id><published>2008-06-05T01:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T01:03:29.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Sorry guys</title><content type='html'>I havent been posting ANYTHING cuz..well.the *&amp;amp;#%@ computer broke down....SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a post just for apologizing.hehe.i will post many many posts in one week as soon as the *&amp;amp;%^@ computer is working again....=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay connected.hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using the com in my dad's office to post.i'm so nice rite?hahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-1029689044419853709?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/1029689044419853709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=1029689044419853709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1029689044419853709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1029689044419853709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-guys.html' title='Sorry guys'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-3743498051163895379</id><published>2008-05-19T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T01:29:47.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday......and today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yesterday, 18 May 2008, Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Timothy Chan Wai Hao&lt;/span&gt;, kinda like a close friend, flew to kk then back to KL.sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats his full name.but no one calls him that.i call him &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Timo&lt;/span&gt; or....&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ah Chang&lt;/span&gt;.heheheh.so funny.LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a real funny guy.But i like him for his bluntness and just &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;plain trueness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I met him at work, while working part-time at &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Quiksilver and Roxy - Spring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's from KL, hometown somewhere in Semenanjung.*i forgot &gt;.&lt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DIDnt like him&lt;/span&gt; at the first day of work. He wasnt the one that interviewed me and he was the one responsible to show me around. So it got a little uncomfortable. It was an &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;UNFORGETTABLE&lt;/span&gt; first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I arrived there like super early. LOL. I guess you could say 'kiasu', but it was just for convenience for my mom to drop me there. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was the one in charge if the manager is OFF. So he saw me, recognised me and called my name. He talked &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Super&lt;/span&gt; fast..-___- I talk fast but he was &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FAST&lt;/span&gt;.heheheh.then he invited me to go into the store room to sit cuz mu shift started an hour later. He wasnt really friendly that morning and just told me what he had to. Then my shift started, he told me to follow him while he explained each product. Well, i didnt like him at first 'cause he explained so fast and it was rather hard to squeez all that product knowledge in a few minutes time. Second, he was walking way faster which made me had to jog a little to keep up. hahahah. And he still wasnt that friendly. So i guess you could stay we got off at the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wrong start&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Second day of work&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so on&lt;/span&gt;... =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Manager came. I felt better because i knew him more. But this Timo, he just cant stop disturbing people. He walks around, hides behind the wall and scare u. As we're suppose to stand all the time unless break time, he'll use his knees and knock mine from behind and i'll be like half falling. -___- i use to dislike it.But it became real funny.LOL.to think back, i kinda &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;miss &lt;/span&gt;it..... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Days passed and so on. I liked him more and more. He used to think my manager got better looks but i was SERIOUSLY wrong. LOL. Timo got real friendly and started to tell his stories about his life in KL, his girlfriend, his working experiences, his school life, his ex-manager who calls him Ah-Chang *meaning orange in cantonese* , his family, his likes and dislikes and so much more. He has a nice taste with clothes - - -&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Simple&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Smart&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Time we started to really &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*Click*&lt;/span&gt; was the time he commented on my clothes....&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;omigosh this is embarrasing*&lt;/span&gt; well, he said i look really ' leung ' which means &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAME&lt;/span&gt; in cantonese. LOL. i took it real hard. But i asked him why.. He took the patience to explain to me how to make myself look better. Hmmm..*Change my hairstyle* *Put on Make up* *change my shirt to a more fitting one* *contact lenses* *shoes* *jeans* and so much more. He is the one the really change my look i think. I DiD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Change hairstyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Make up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Change my shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least i feel better with myself now. =D He says he can do a lot more but he'll not always be in Kuching. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEN, we &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Clicked*.&lt;/span&gt; We even started smsing, gossiping, exchanging stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But yeah..it was purely friendship.Not even a hint a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;romance&lt;/span&gt;.I was with my boyfriend that time too. Some people though we had something going on. LOL. Until...... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But he's gone to KK then to KL. SIgh......At least he'll still be in Malaysia. haha.and We can contact through phone. He's a really nice friend and he &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;blunt&lt;/span&gt; ...Like me.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He gave me a shirt too. Because I said I loved the pattern - &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Simple&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will miss him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGfhFh7TcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/fVtirlMfGdw/s1600-h/DSC01643(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202114435358608834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGfhFh7TcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/fVtirlMfGdw/s320/DSC01643(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Timo. He looks sooo 'ham' here. Lol. We were at the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGfCVh7TaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uSNSm09cixE/s1600-h/DSC01645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202113907077631394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGfCVh7TaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uSNSm09cixE/s320/DSC01645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timo and Me. =D Thats the shirt he bought for me. Quiksilver!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, he looks really cute here. And he's Available. SORTA.LOL. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGfClh7TbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RxX9i8UvHlk/s1600-h/DSC01661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202113911372598706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGfClh7TbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RxX9i8UvHlk/s320/DSC01661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the shirt. Just a pic to show the shirt. Really love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGdYVh7TYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fk1CmCU4DIY/s1600-h/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202112086011497858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGdYVh7TYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/fk1CmCU4DIY/s320/DSC01664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quiksilver shirt. Now there's a Promotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buy the second tee and RM 10 ONLY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Good Luck Timo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;************** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boulevard with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jenny&lt;/span&gt;. Just to hang out and catch up. hehe. Gossiped a lot. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow i'm starting lessons for Form 6. Wish me luck... (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGdY1h7TZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nXr_OnfcKWM/s1600-h/DSC01684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202112094601432466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGdY1h7TZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nXr_OnfcKWM/s320/DSC01684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks sooooo sleepy. and I look sooooo OKU. So we're even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;***************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3743498051163895379?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3743498051163895379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3743498051163895379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3743498051163895379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3743498051163895379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterdayand-today.html' title='Yesterday......and today'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/SDGfhFh7TcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/fVtirlMfGdw/s72-c/DSC01643(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-2379065418630480710</id><published>2008-05-18T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:48:48.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sincerity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggdoi0rgSjI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggdoi0rgSjI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is so so &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nice&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Though, I might get over it in a few days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But, its worth to spread the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-2379065418630480710?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/2379065418630480710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=2379065418630480710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/2379065418630480710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/2379065418630480710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/05/sincerity.html' title='Sincerity'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-6107007104098733882</id><published>2008-05-16T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T08:16:31.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is meaningful</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dedicated to the guy that &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smiled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; back to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Heart Never Lies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;McFly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some people laugh, some people cry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some people live, some people die&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some people run, right into the fire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some people hide their every desire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But we are the lovers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you don't believe me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then just look into my eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'cause the heart never lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some people fight, some people fall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Others pretend they don't care at all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If you wanna fight I'll stand right beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day that you fall I'll be right behind you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To pick up the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you don't believe me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just look into my eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'cause the heart never lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another year over, and we're still together&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's not always easy, but I'm here forever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are the lovers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know you believe me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When you look into my eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'cause the heart never lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And we are the lovers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know you believe me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When you look into my eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'cause the heart never lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh-oh-woah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another year over, and we're still together&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's not always easy, but I'm here forever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah we are the lovers, I know you believe me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When you look into my eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'cause the heart never lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'cause the heart never lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart never lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-6107007104098733882?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/6107007104098733882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=6107007104098733882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6107007104098733882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/6107007104098733882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-meaningful.html' title='This is meaningful'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-4096752815974101945</id><published>2008-05-14T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:46:14.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>I'm in FORM 6.School just started previous Monday.Until now, i'm still kinda fazed. *due to waking up so&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; EARLY&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers have LOTS of &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;cold water&lt;/span&gt; ready ya know.They splash and splash.But i like the challenge.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the third day and its Subject slots ALL day long. Its not all boring. But i could barely pay attention with the heat and the noise...The.Girls.At.The.Back.Wont.Stop.Talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talk.A LOT.They talked about...mostly crap.and some occasional lame jokes.heehee.I shouldn't be so judgemental.Mic started it.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry teacher was first, seems like a really nice teacher - Pn Tan.&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, we have 3 books. Physical Chemistry, Organic Chemistry and Inorganic Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew there were THREE.hehe.Thats actually okay news.&lt;br /&gt;Each book is like (Form 5 Chemistry Text Book + Practical ) X 2. And we have three books to finish in one and a half year!!!&lt;br /&gt;We have a total of 25 chapters.After the Pn Tan's calculation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE WEEK ONE CHAPTER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she went on showing us books and Books and BOOKS of chem.haha.I'm exaggerating.Pn Tan ended her slot with one simple sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" In conclusion, you must study larh~" &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal said :" &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aiti. The books is like all our Form 1 TextBooks all together.  Now its only Chemistry!!&lt;/span&gt;" *thats Mr Mario from previous post*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the other subs like Physics and Biology didnt have arrays of books.We were told to be prepared.Png counted.In one studying day, One chapter of chemistry, One chapter of biology, One Mathematics T,and One Pengajian Am.  &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And to think we only have 24 hours PER DAY!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 6 life will be taxing, hectic, busy.I'm actually lookin forward to the weight-losing.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New quote -&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sejarah Seronok.Undilah Sejarah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME Questions to ask yourself whether to take Biology or not :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Does the Biology textbook make me sleepy?&lt;br /&gt;2. Does the Biology teacher make me yawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* this was written by the teacher himself.LOL *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will choose my 'package' for Form 6.Hope there's not that many talks.&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exaggerating is FUN...=DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support Malaysia!!!!Korea is playing dirty.What sportsmanship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-4096752815974101945?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/4096752815974101945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=4096752815974101945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4096752815974101945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4096752815974101945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-8912495384986636160</id><published>2008-05-14T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:02:56.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Pictures</title><content type='html'>So these are the photos of the trip.Jenny was so anxious.haha.Overall i had good fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the 'SUN'.LOL.i love the sun.i found tan.But sadly there were no hot guys.just kinda old- guys.But it was WORTH it.miss it even now.i didnt really wanna go back.Parents.haha.SCHOOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY the way, school just started. And its kinda fun. Get to see my buddies again. LOL. Like last time. willl update more on FORM 6 in next post. Double SHOT today.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop talking.here are the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200227183779073202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrrElh7TLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QOQ8It9xu-s/s320/DSC01416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cal and Zhia Hwa.You think this is sellable on eBay?haha.just kiddin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200227179484105890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrrEVh7TKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aKXbSUDf7vI/s320/DSC01419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle TAN.yup she's a lil tan now.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCr5pVh7TWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6u7BJ-0JBnk/s1600-h/DSC01438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200243208302054754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCr5pVh7TWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6u7BJ-0JBnk/s320/DSC01438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot mic?because I was actually focusing on the pretty flower.-__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCr5plh7TXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Kqd2P3upaSU/s1600-h/DSC01437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200243212597022066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCr5plh7TXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Kqd2P3upaSU/s320/DSC01437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lurveee the Lights.hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCryhVh7TUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ltrnHT2Dc3E/s1600-h/DSC01441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200235374281706818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCryhVh7TUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ltrnHT2Dc3E/s320/DSC01441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How greedy can you GET?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCryh1h7TVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/W3MBT7ovNUA/s1600-h/DSC01443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200235382871641426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCryh1h7TVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/W3MBT7ovNUA/s320/DSC01443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o...THAT greedy.yup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Nah..I helped.SORTA.haha.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrxXFh7TSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2os2Tv9McN4/s1600-h/DSC01496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200234098676419874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrxXFh7TSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2os2Tv9McN4/s320/DSC01496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vk, JerL and Mr Mario*U'll know why*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrxXlh7TTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iTDIhDXDVe8/s1600-h/DSC01473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200234107266354482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrxXlh7TTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/iTDIhDXDVe8/s320/DSC01473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A really pretty lit Magharita.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;kinda lousy.bitter.-___-must be the person who made this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrwJFh7TQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GVb4_ul99w4/s1600-h/DSC01530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200232758646623490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrwJFh7TQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GVb4_ul99w4/s320/DSC01530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perfect.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrwJVh7TRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hD4sqf3llrM/s1600-h/DSC01513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200232762941590802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrwJVh7TRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hD4sqf3llrM/s320/DSC01513.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is why i call him Mr Mario. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrtbVh7TOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JlFsNspk2vQ/s1600-h/DSC01548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200229773644352738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrtbVh7TOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JlFsNspk2vQ/s320/DSC01548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dont you think this is a nice beach?*melts*Please cut out the guys.LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200229777939320050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrtblh7TPI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/t6ObVVIw02A/s320/DSC01534.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's......just sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrsX1h7TMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/rXansvezIVs/s1600-h/DSC01571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200228614003182786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrsX1h7TMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/rXansvezIVs/s320/DSC01571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunsets are romantic.i'm not being skeptical.I'll marry someone under the sunset.hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrsYFh7TNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2hEQnGiAWsE/s1600-h/DSC01582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200228618298150098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrsYFh7TNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2hEQnGiAWsE/s320/DSC01582.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice pic rite???hehe.&lt;p align="center"&gt;*cough cough*Who should you thank??=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect ending.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-8912495384986636160?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/8912495384986636160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=8912495384986636160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/8912495384986636160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/8912495384986636160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-pictures.html' title='Just Pictures'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCrrElh7TLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QOQ8It9xu-s/s72-c/DSC01416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-7549882366762767470</id><published>2008-05-07T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:14:33.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip Flop FlippY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was a day like no other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT....i got on the HALL OF FAME. yes yes yes yes!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister says i'm a little mental.But i feel fine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YesSSSS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeee....my name. =DDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197899027787060546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCKloEmYlUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LpTOf1xsaMc/s320/DSC01619-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know i'm only no 4...But, I"ll try harder.hahah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're feeling sad and lonely, Play Flip Flop FlippY!!! Its Addictive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-7549882366762767470?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/7549882366762767470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=7549882366762767470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7549882366762767470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7549882366762767470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/05/flip-flop-flippy.html' title='Flip Flop FlippY'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/SCKloEmYlUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/LpTOf1xsaMc/s72-c/DSC01619-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-1122132425451221614</id><published>2008-05-06T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T02:13:02.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip</title><content type='html'>Hi guys!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you missed me.Ha HA.=D..*i know jenny did*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, i'm still kinda lazy to upload the photos so i'll just post some stuff real briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL keep up the Once-a-week thing. HE-HE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damai was great...Sunny as ever..yeah.i LOVE the sun. and the SCENERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you know, westerners have wholly accepted the creation of the bikini.and wow wee.the scene.Not the hot kind.but i mean.They sure are daring....and i caught a glimpse of a girl sunbathing.for about an hour...That's some endurance.i only lasted half an hour.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..OH YA...there was this DIsGusting scene.&lt;br /&gt;Brace yourself...&lt;br /&gt;A kid.In his Pampers.Running around the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His dad.A.k.a.really big sized dark man, he helped to take off the nasty pampers.just like a loving dad, and he threw it aside......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guy grabbed the son and pulled him to the sea water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No..not to drown him. JUST to wash his 'parts' in the sea water. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewwww...Luckily he picked up the Nasty Pampers and threw it in a bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ppl really should respect the sea more.I mean SERIOUSLY.hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the sunburn is Great!   XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-1122132425451221614?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/1122132425451221614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=1122132425451221614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1122132425451221614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1122132425451221614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip.html' title='The Trip'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-1308104677976001926</id><published>2008-04-24T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T09:46:41.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tags</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kim &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tagged&lt;/span&gt; me.and i had a Weird &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;URGE&lt;/span&gt; to respond.hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Instructions: Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don think it will happen to me..but the world is full of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Do you eat without brushing your teeth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;i brush AFTER i eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I always wanted world peace.hahaha.but no.it would be to find that someone special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I always believe in a rainbow after the rain. no matter what kind of rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;6. Do you like being who you are today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess you can say "kinda satisfied".but there's so much years to fill.so there's so much room for improvement.heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;7. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fund my college education and make a difference in the world.LOL.so....almost impossible.i said ALMOST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;8. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;No.but i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;9. Would you swim in a vat of chocolate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;OF COURSE..0.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Would you paraglide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Which type of cars I love the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;BMW..M6 series.convertible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;12. Which do you prefer from your other half? hug? or a kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hug. then a kiss. LOL.thats what you call greed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;13. If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Point it out as soon as possible.with kindness.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;God.but god's not a thing.so i would say Pillow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;15. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I sure CAN BE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;16. What kind of electronic device/gadget you own that you like most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My.....fridge?and of course.MP3 player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;17. If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My sleeping habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;18. What makes you feel disappointed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Failure of course.and also rejection.but its rather unpreventable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;19. If given a chance, do you want to see your future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;No.future will reveal itself at the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;20. What do you do to relax?*this is my question.haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Drink coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;chosen ones&lt;/span&gt; are :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Michelle TAN.&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;start ur blog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;J&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;N J&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Elvin the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;QS&lt;/span&gt; bag expert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Phone&lt;/span&gt; Freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;deline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O JIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gid Gid.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;start blog too&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;seng&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-1308104677976001926?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/1308104677976001926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=1308104677976001926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1308104677976001926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/1308104677976001926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/04/tags.html' title='Tags'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-4216723088257702746</id><published>2008-04-17T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T02:45:01.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I still have some Art in me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I havent held a brush since i was in Form 3 or 2. I do occasionally make cards but nvr JUST watercolour...Look what i came up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Theme : &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Colour : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Inspiration : &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNSET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; * i really do hope it looks like one *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Title : &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Single Sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190147219951079122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAcbZeEqTtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/z8lWAZ9dyqc/s320/DSC01335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I only used red...hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom said I should have used Orange. -___-   Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;So...Mark  ME.....xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-4216723088257702746?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/4216723088257702746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=4216723088257702746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4216723088257702746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4216723088257702746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-still-have-some-art-in-me.html' title='I still have some Art in me'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAcbZeEqTtI/AAAAAAAAAEY/z8lWAZ9dyqc/s72-c/DSC01335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-7851372692287685285</id><published>2008-04-15T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:00:38.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I realised, actually i realised quite LOnnng ago, that i have a rather Bad temper.  I get pissed real easily..especially by my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Grrrr..just now i wanna cekik him.LOL.think back its funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But i've heard of many ppl who get angry and do things that they are not proud of at all.so having a temper is a Bad thing.but of course...it's Definitely NOT the end of the world.you can actually turn it around and make it the Beginning.hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i have a cousin..He fought with his mom over ...something i forgot...and he drove away.in a car of course.Guesss what..lol.got into an accident a few hours later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;first rule&lt;/span&gt;, for those who possesses a driving licence..pls DONT get angry and Drive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Second rule&lt;/span&gt;, Try to keep ur mouth shut when temper is at critical level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;There was once I couldnt control my mouth and got cut my pocket money....T.T...of course i was arguing with my dear mom..we have totally opposite charators in us that DONT attract but ATTACK.So i learnt to say :" Okay." "O..." But actualy i Dont agree.haha. Sometimes, life cannot always go the way u want it to go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Third Rule&lt;/span&gt;, Dont get ur hand on any Door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I slammed a door at my Mom once.  hehe.  IT FELT GOOD.  But no use, i regretted.  She treated my cruelly for the next few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fourth Rule&lt;/span&gt;, Go to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my conclusion.  When you get angry at somethin or someone, just go to bed.  It works so well for me. Even if i fought with my someone, i'll put my phone on totally silent mode and go to sleep.  LOL..I hope it works for ppl who have bad temper like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;In case of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Immediate temper Rise&lt;/span&gt;, just think happy thoughts...hahaha.=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-7851372692287685285?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/7851372692287685285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=7851372692287685285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7851372692287685285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7851372692287685285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/04/temper.html' title='Temper'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-4675739405454354811</id><published>2008-04-13T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:04:23.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;BRIGID...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;She is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;hawt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Seducing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;She's my best buddie.hahah.but..sob.....she's gone to Austrailia.*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sure our friendship will last.=D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Before she left…....we had this Date.hehe..We had dinner.It was a v v v very nice “Girl’s” nite Out.;) We were suppose to head to elephant café.but we changed our mind once we reached there.Lol.We drove around the corner and…Eiiii…we saw this café..Patio, the terrace café. We parked and strolled in this Café. Gotta give credit for the name, ‘Patio’. I had a feeling it meant verandah.hahah. But its okay. The food was OKAY. We totally Loved the sofas. They even provide pillows to play with. Oh ya, about the lights. They seem soooo Mystical, like a magic ball sort of. Lol. Kay, back to Dinner. These are some pics of the Nite. Thanks again to the ‘girls’ for such a “romantic” nite out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188735425546178066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="252" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIXYOEqThI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IMbMjhvnASQ/s320/DSC00903.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My seducing friend is on the right.Hot.and available.LOL.The one on the left is Quiteeee OKU rite?heeheee.just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188733840703245826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIV7-EqTgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3Pw2kf9vfnY/s320/DSC00879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;jenny's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188737156417998402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIY8-EqTkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8Eh0ajGhTpo/s320/DSC00880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;M..for Mine and Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188738097015836242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIZzuEqTlI/AAAAAAAAADY/AinkZaCYl9w/s320/DSC00881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gid's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188738101310803554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIZz-EqTmI/AAAAAAAAADg/Vn_EGg8GQxk/s320/DSC00891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nice rite??Tell me its nice.Lol.Its Me+jenny's gift for my Seducing friend, Gid.=D Hope she really likes it.We actually asked the waiter to send it here for us.hehehe.like Marriage Proposal.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188739402685894258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIa_uEqTnI/AAAAAAAAADo/oFNwrNHzbbQ/s320/DSC00906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the result of 3 gals and a camera. Oh ya, and also a mirror as a wall. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188739411275828866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIbAOEqToI/AAAAAAAAADw/iqd-JYjVZ_Y/s320/DSC00910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aha..This prooves to the WHOLE world that jenny thinks only Herself is worth taking picture of.hehehe.Look.She take Gid's pic oso half face...*Sighh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188740716945886866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIcMOEqTpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/eemNAlOdQCY/s320/DSC00917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;For dessert, what better but Starbucks Hot Chocolate. One Hazelnut and one Caramel. YummmY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188740725535821474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIcMuEqTqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/D5AfUIBInEk/s320/DSC00918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Next in line, A slice of Apple Crumble..Its so crumbly...haha.and not to mention, Tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188742387688165042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIdteEqTrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/btORaDVp6lY/s320/DSC00921(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you call a Perfect Candid.(:..Look at those pretty eyes.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188742396278099650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIdt-EqTsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/J9SX5ZMokTI/s320/DSC00926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww...look how cute our little jenny is...hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, what can i say. I miss them. Both. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-4675739405454354811?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/4675739405454354811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=4675739405454354811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4675739405454354811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4675739405454354811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/04/brigid.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/SAIXYOEqThI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IMbMjhvnASQ/s72-c/DSC00903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-3755750759039811899</id><published>2008-03-04T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T18:24:45.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tension-LAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YnBPBFtc310&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YnBPBFtc310&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice Tune eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay -LAH~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D  Selamat Berundi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originator : Comedy Court&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3755750759039811899?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3755750759039811899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3755750759039811899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3755750759039811899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3755750759039811899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/03/tension-lah.html' title='Tension-LAH!'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-5361071879624013605</id><published>2008-03-04T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T18:17:59.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindraf COMEDY</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5MpkKw9CSwY&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5MpkKw9CSwY&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.  Thats all i can say.  Originator : Comedy Court.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-5361071879624013605?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/5361071879624013605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=5361071879624013605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/5361071879624013605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/5361071879624013605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/03/hindraf-comedy.html' title='Hindraf COMEDY'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-5550342182784281638</id><published>2008-03-03T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T07:36:38.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12 March 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM results are going to be released on the 12th of March 2008, which is also about A WEEK away. Oh My God.   So near.  Panic?  Auk.  Nervous?  Auk.  Scared?  Auk.  Happy? Si.  Lol.  Amature in Bahasa Sarawak.  COMING SOON.  haha.  Good Luck to Everyone!!!!  Enjoy the rest of the time.hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-5550342182784281638?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/5550342182784281638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=5550342182784281638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/5550342182784281638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/5550342182784281638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/03/12-march-2008-spm-results-are-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-7491264197001626050</id><published>2008-03-02T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:21:17.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at Boulevard..*wink*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was my off day.hehe.yay.and what more but to spend it with frWens.=D. At the same night my sis was performing with the Chinese Orchestra at Boulevard. Jenny was Also OFF. 3 of us, Brigid, Jenny and mua went off. We were prepared for fun and food. i Had Cash. Hehe. Not much but it was cold hard cash. but i Spent it very lousily...*sighhh*...Guess what. My SHOE BROKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173338249398556818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/R8tjunJXmJI/AAAAAAAAABM/5LR5bbNJW6s/s320/DSC00787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Can you believe it? In PUBLIC. Though, I wasnt actually what you call embarrased. I was walking around shoe-LESS. COld. Jenny was saying, " Its OK to walk around with no shoes.....at Europe." People were, what else, STARING.hehe. I wasnt used to that much attention. So i went to find a new pair of shoes. lol. It was a first time for me. That is Walking around with no shoes. I Found This.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173339658147829922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/R8tlAnJXmKI/AAAAAAAAABU/7pEMxb33e58/s320/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice? Its really gold. I like heels. But i may have bought it due to desperation......=.=. Hehe. But what is done is done. Lol. Let's hope this will be the Shoe of my year. And I'll go to Europe sometime, to see whether people Do walk around Shoe-LESS. I Hope so. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yea, my cousin came back from NS to celebrate Chap Goh Mei. I have a REAL nice pic of him. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173341311710238898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/R8tmg3JXmLI/AAAAAAAAABc/zmNjEODEBGI/s320/DSC00733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's All.  XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-7491264197001626050?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/7491264197001626050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=7491264197001626050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7491264197001626050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/7491264197001626050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-at-boulevardwink.html' title='A Day at Boulevard..*wink*'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/R8tjunJXmJI/AAAAAAAAABM/5LR5bbNJW6s/s72-c/DSC00787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-8492283038033224638</id><published>2008-01-30T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T06:52:18.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire? or Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Love is when your love for another is so strong, that you feel as if you are one with that special someone. It's like when you listen to her heartbeat, you can feel that yours matches hers. Love is when there is deep understanding between two people, pass the mind, and beyond the heart. Love can be many things. May it be for your family, friends and your spouse. It is varied. One thing it is not and can never be is unsure. You'll just know it when it's love.Now, lust is of course the sexual attraction to another person. It is less than the mind and not even close to the heart. May i say that lust is just an instinct and a desire. Once fulffilled, it won't stay. And that is something love cannot be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Beautifully said.don't you think?i, of course, did NOT write this.but what i want to say that is, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is true and sincere, coming from deep down. As quoted, "beyond the heart". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw this from another person's blog and its rather wise. =) I've asked many whom i regard as wise and manage well in their life and it all comes down to one answer. "you'll know when the time comes..." how mysterious. Lol. Life is rather mysterious even, what more to say about Love. But what about desire? My thoughts are...desire comes with love. Sometimes, you may just Desire so so sooo badly until it hurts inside if you don't get it. You may desire someone until you go to great lengths to get her. But. Is it Love? Love can never be unsure and faked. Love stays there forever and ever beyond the heart ,whatmore the mind. When you really Love a person, a special person, you also desire to have her by your side, to have her heart even to have her body. But that's not the Thing about love is it? When you Love her, you not only desire her but also want her to be happy and you care for her even for every detail. Its not about the passion, its about the feeling that does not fade, that does not quiver in a storm nor does it die due to time. Love is, powerful and meaningful. To me, its still rather hard to determine where's the exact line between Desire and Love. Maybe because i'm still young but it seems i've walked a thousand miles. =)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Desire seems to blind many into doing stupid and often regretted things in life. Desire fades so fast, sometimes, and it becomes clear what is Desire and what is Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And so, so much &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Desire&lt;/span&gt; so little &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;. I pray that everyone finds their one true soulmate in life and i also pray that Desire does not blind any of you later in life which may lead to many regretful and sad happenings. Don't let Lust get in the way to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-lydia-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-8492283038033224638?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/8492283038033224638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=8492283038033224638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/8492283038033224638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/8492283038033224638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2008/01/desire-or-love.html' title='Desire? or Love.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-4435194473312566561</id><published>2008-01-28T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T07:53:35.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a long long long long  - -- -- -- break.lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My last post seems to be from Kuching Festival '07..Hmm, took me long to post a new one. Lets see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;September to October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As i remember, it was all about my mock exam...Apparently it was very..rather...dare i say it?..Enjoyable.haha.i'm not saying i like having exams but it wAS indeed fun..studying is NOT.but during it was like a challenge.lol.and i manage to overcome it.when i got ALL my papers back, it was a satisfying moment.actually A lot of satisfying moments.hehe.its like Hard Work Pays.but sometimes u really need to study the right things at the right time.so..after this Boost.i got this Fire in my heart.thinking..*ooh..i'm gonne pass my SPM*lol..but no~~~~~.haha.maybe i pass.maybe i just barely pass.who knows.since it has been TWO months since SPM.i have decided that i would not think back at all.hehe.since i can do NOTHING to change it....i have this friend....if she sees this SHE'll know.hehe...she really likes thinkin about it.lol.its good that it has lessen in this month.so..thats bout it.besides the mixed emotions, distressed faces everywhere at school, panic rising when the questions seems to be typed in a FOreign Unseen language and distorted expressions, air filled with anxiety and everyone look shorter too.haha.must be due to the pressure...time for SPM. . .. .. ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Urgh.SPM is finally here.panic.but many advised me to have faith.so i prayed i believed.the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST WEEK..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;it was filled with structured questions and essays...we survived~!!!!lol.i made sure i have many many pens that i like so that its easier to answer the questions.it was fairly okay.i mean.i didnt think i did that bad...but i wasnt that confident to be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SECOND WEEK..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;weird and SLOW.the papers were set badly ...especially chemistry.urgh..urgh,urgh...biology was actually OKAY.hehe.physics..was ...*sigh*.better not think back.haha.lets move on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINESE paper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;oh my god.it was so sooooo so difficult..i could only stare at the paper and TRY...TRY to understand..lol.but it was so hard.haha.my essay was satisfying cuz i was convinced i did my best.heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The END&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;yupe.its the end already.ppl say SPM is tough and long-lasting.but i say.its was fast and rather exciting with papers in the morning...then in the afternoon.but.one thing i DIDNT LIKe..was GOIN TO THE DEWAN EVERY.every...day.*?%&amp;amp;...so sickening.hehe.patahkan my semangat only.haha.oh well.for future SPMers.work hard and try hard..so after that u can PLAY HARD.,..i'm playing hard.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Thats all for a blog in Months.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Thanks for being a faithful reader.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160555870086806786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/R536ONgUvQI/AAAAAAAAABE/9yBjuRwBpAQ/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-lydia-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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break.lol'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/R536ONgUvQI/AAAAAAAAABE/9yBjuRwBpAQ/s72-c/DSC00120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-5861136135663667652</id><published>2007-08-18T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T08:43:09.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuching Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Effects of Kch Fest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.dizzzzzY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.broke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.sweaty..urgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.blur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha, but it was worth the one year experience Thing.=D..so u better go and check it out.The food is ntg special..its the PeoPle.lol..many people made me dizzy..i tried lookin at everyone that walked by i got dizzy..so i went to eat.haha.the drinks were super expensive....n there was this D*** nice car..that is my 2nd Dream Car.haha.Mitsubishi Lancer.so so so nice.i even tried sitting in it...just for imagining.LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway.we were eating n eating..then the first rain drop fell.DOP..All of us were thinking.To stay or not to stay...no..yes...yes?no...this caused much anxiety.i couldnt stand it.went to get more food.Food was good.haha.then my Friends at the table were actually planning to leave because the rain got too heavy...FORTUNATELY.they chose to stay.the rain stopped.This means Never Give Up..haha.be the last man standing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got my driving license too.now i can &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DRiVe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lessons learnt&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.Hold on to ur table and chairs.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.Bring umbrella in case it rains so u can still own a table.=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.Bring ur own drinks. cuz.....its too expensive there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.n....Never give up.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Due to health reasons,  this entry is short.heheh..my feet are sore.thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;lydia &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/3100582275678705049-5861136135663667652?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/5861136135663667652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=5861136135663667652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/5861136135663667652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/5861136135663667652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2007/08/kuching-fest.html' title='Kuching Fest'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-4286752571752020705</id><published>2007-08-13T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T00:23:05.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i pass!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is the day i had my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;driving test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The benefits of having driving exam    :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.Skipping school...=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.waking up late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.getting the license at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5.adrenaline rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.looking at other ppl's faces BEFORE the exam.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The NON-benefits   :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.adrenaline rush leads to nervousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.i was sweating cold sweat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.my fingers were numb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.couldn't think straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But..i pass...haha.feel so lucky somehow.I did fine on the road.Luckily i was given to drive on C road.which means no traffic lights,  and less traffic.PHEW..then came the hill part.god..i was partially shivering under the hot sun.haha.i keep yawning...(apparently i yawn a lot when i'm nervous)i was looking around for mental support.haha.actually mental support means my instructor..i made new friends,  a girl named Teresa Liew..same school.how glad was i to have a friend to talk too.okay okay..getting back to the hill part.i was all *relax relax...don panic*...sadly it didnt work.hahahah.i got in the car...*i was thinkin..nice seat.haha.*started to move up lane 1 (test on lane 1)the fat guy gave the signal n i accelerated..i was so confident by then.*must be the cocaine working.heheh.*then it all went by so quickly.haha.i went up the hill i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOPS&lt;/span&gt;..*i did not hit the examiner..or else i would have failed*.overshoot!!!my confidence were shattered.like glass hit upon rock.esh...the guy was QUITE nice.gave me another shot.so i went down...started again.honestly..it was PURE luck.i braked.guess wat.i was ONE MILLIMETRE away from the black line...i was thinking *is it a pass??* i stared at the guy he stared at me n he shouted.."If you're ready u can raise ur hand..."i pulled the hand brake and raised my hand.my car was VERY sloping.as in sloping..i pulled the hand brake till the 7th one.*didnt hit me that i couldnt let go later*started the oil and clutch thing.when it was time for letting go the hand brake.i realised I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;COULDNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;!too high.my oil pointer was already at 6..oh my god.then i used both hands..*which is VERY wrong*i didnt have a choice did i???hehehe.then i went down.relief.the guy let me pass.hehe.thank god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The parking was good..i didnt knock the poles..i didnt knock the poles.so happy.i almost always never miss them usually.haha.n then its final.i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;PASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And THAT was the highlight of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;GLAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; cuz  :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I didnt disappoint my teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.didnt disappoint myself *not to mention my future car..lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.and didnt disappoint my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At least i learned ONE thing. DON panic.oh ya.i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON pull the hand brake so high u cant let it go&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;-lydia-&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/3100582275678705049-4286752571752020705?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/4286752571752020705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=4286752571752020705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4286752571752020705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4286752571752020705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-pass.html' title='i pass!!!!'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-2310287482322222733</id><published>2007-07-31T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:17:45.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when u feel lost</title><content type='html'>There's always a time when u feel&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lost or lonely. And during these times..don fret..don even frown.Because all these times are part n parcel of life.no matter what u do they'll come and nothing u can do to stop it.Some ppl just like to make a big deal about it..don u think?They exaggerate until their problems become other ppl's problems..is it fair?that's for u to decide.sometimes i just wonder why all these things just happen without any sign or any warning.and i tink i've found the answer.=D..care to listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen for a reason.its true true n still forever will be true.Without problems to face, how can u tell who are the ones who care?without challenges..u nvr knew u were that strong.without pain u nvr feel love.without despair, hope becomes nothing but a mist..rain falls for us to treasure sun...winter lets us feel how warm summer may feel..parting makes us happy when we get to meet again..starry nights become such a beautiful thing when there are cloudy nights..looking back at the old photographs tells u how you've grown...so its the same.only when u fall, then u can get back up.if u never fall,can u get up yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever u fall, look at yourself and say : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I know i can get up n finish the race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel lost, and on your own.n far from home..you're never alone u knoe....just think of your friends n those who care..they'll be waiting there just for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lydia-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-2310287482322222733?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/2310287482322222733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-3823304864615219303</id><published>2007-07-27T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T07:41:29.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my bro's birthday</title><content type='html'>Went out for dinner.  honestly i didnt really like the place..Quite horrible.haha.its not the food, the food's great.its the cigarette smoke.URGH..inconsiderate men.=.= smoking at a coffee shop.i'll term cigarettes as "dried leaves" cut finely to fit this small flammable tube..haha.one end is lit.and WHOOSH... your life cuts down by how many percent? 30%.when i think about this smoking thing,i think of Constantine..haha.he ate clorets after smoking for more than half of his life....lol.no one get's it i guess.i even saw these bunch..of bellied- man drinking beew and smoking.AT THE SAME TIME..EWW...haha..the look of disgust was clearly on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food arrives..&lt;br /&gt;the vege took my breath away.i think its the work of....."not the chef LARH" MonoSodiumGlutamate..haha.colloquilly known as..ajinomoto.but i ate a lot the of that vege..then came the yam basket...after that i cant remember as i just ATE.lol...so full now.i kinda feel guilty as i was SUPPOSE to be in badminton with kim...hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food ends....&lt;br /&gt;in the car i heard this really nice song...This I Promise You..lite love zone.lol.its so traditional love story kind of thing..BUT...i like it.=D.any gal would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAKE.&lt;br /&gt;i love chocolate..the swirls of choc simply scattered on the cake and around it with a chocolate 9 figure and icings of many colours.(i dislike this icing thing) when this miraculously fantastic food reaches the tip of your tongue there's no more need for marijuana or whatsoever.haha.its dopamine all over again.euphoria some may call it.lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. i just wonder and think n even think so hard ...i still don get y people start smoking.the silly deathstick.dried leaves...bah.kill yourself if u want to don kill othersss....=.=.urgh.to all the smokers: u tink its cool?tink again.tink harder.then there wont be any reason to start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3823304864615219303?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3823304864615219303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3823304864615219303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3823304864615219303'/><link rel='self' 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short distance to school, love it, n i cant even watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; tv properly cuz the screen's so bright that will consequently cause my eyes to be blind n i'm going to the rainforest festival tonight cuz i've never been and mich made it sound so tempting ,lol,its been a nice day on onlining,lol,bye....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/RpiJ11B2J6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/4v5ufVj-cuE/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/RpiJ11B2J6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/4v5ufVj-cuE/s320/DSC01205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086967336975869858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle took this...crazy horh....&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/3100582275678705049-8566401297068024510?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/8566401297068024510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=8566401297068024510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/8566401297068024510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/8566401297068024510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2007/07/post-in-month.html' title='a post in a month'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/RpiJ11B2J6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/4v5ufVj-cuE/s72-c/DSC01205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-3301509216593105466</id><published>2007-05-27T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T08:44:58.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hols...'/><title type='text'>=D~</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/RlmmxJI6p4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/OH-6FW0pp7U/s1600-h/DSC00641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/RlmmxJI6p4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/OH-6FW0pp7U/s320/DSC00641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069266218779322242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;party of 27 may....=)smile.&lt;/span&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/_zdqWrXsICWY/Rlml8JI6p3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/AXfBYVc5b90/s1600-h/secretrecipe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/Rlml8JI6p3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/AXfBYVc5b90/s320/secretrecipe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069265308246255474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;this is haolian sis n me.lol. -26 may-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know wat...i went to secret recipe...lol.so nice the cheese.haha.i love chocolate again..its not THAT expensive..once in a while i can still afford.lol..oh ya.there was this self sorrow guy.hahaha.so funny.so self sorrow ar.sit there read book...kesian him..ehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he was quite normal..unTIL....he started staring at us..might be cuz we too loud.hehe.oh well.he looks like a crocodile by the way.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/user/My%20Documents/My%20Received%20Files/secretrecipe.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;TODAY....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a party for my classmate Png..lol.gave her her favourite willy.hehe.so hot larh.i mean the weather..heheh.not me.=D.but the food was great.i feel so guilty i missed badminton just to gain so many kilogrammes ..haih.hope i can go next week.i just love sunday training.haha.we watched phua chu kang.lol..honestly it was a weird group tonite..but we had fun.=D...i m so happy my house have aircon..XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : my camera lousy one larh.or is it my batteries?lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;lydia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-3301509216593105466?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/3301509216593105466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=3301509216593105466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3301509216593105466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/3301509216593105466'/><link 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style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt; - Januarius, the month dedicated to Roman god of doors, Janus.  He has two faces so one face looking back at the old year and the other looking forward to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;February &lt;/span&gt; - Februarius.   Februa is the Roman purification festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt; - Martius.  Mars, the Roman god of war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;April &lt;/span&gt;- Aprilis, from Aperire whis is Latin word for open, plants begin to open this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt; - Maius, probably from Maia, the Roman goddess of growth and increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;June &lt;/span&gt;- Junius, Roman goddess Juno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;July &lt;/span&gt;- Julius, Julius Ceasar's.  Named by Mark Antony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt; - Augustus, Emperor Augustus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;September&lt;/span&gt; - September, from septem which is seven.  Apparently its the seven month of Roman Calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;October &lt;/span&gt;- October, from octo (eight), eighth month of Roman Calendar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt; - November, novem(nine), ninth month of Roman Calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; - December, decem(ten), tenth month of Roman Calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its interesting.lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-4198562511582674046?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/4198562511582674046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=4198562511582674046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4198562511582674046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4198562511582674046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2007/05/did-u-knoelol.html' title='did u knoe?lol.'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-4754845246657372673</id><published>2007-05-19T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T08:36:38.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what i am'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/Rk8ZZpI6p0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PioHmcviYXw/s1600-h/i+am.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdqWrXsICWY/Rk8ZZpI6p0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PioHmcviYXw/s320/i+am.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066296034145773378" 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/3100582275678705049-4754845246657372673?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/4754845246657372673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=4754845246657372673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4754845246657372673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/4754845246657372673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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/_zdqWrXsICWY/Rk8ZZpI6p0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/PioHmcviYXw/s72-c/i+am.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3100582275678705049.post-407647744541119035</id><published>2007-05-19T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T03:16:18.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams.'/><title type='text'>this is the real first post...esh...heheh</title><content type='html'>this kim ar..hehe.well i have to thank her.she's my blog-personalizer..i was so gong about blogs a day ago.now i'm a pro..haha.just kidding..=)...Ntg much has happened today..not yet i guess.tomoro got badminton..yes..finally got time.lol..exams...wat to do..biology + sejarah + addmaths = nervous breakdown..lols.i'm lucky to be alive..its been a tough two weeks..without friends to be nervous with u..u just cant possibly go thru those hard times.hehe...so i would just like to say THANKS to my frens..cuz no friends no family = no me.hehe..oh ya..please critisize my blog if there's anywrong..pros make mistakes too...heheheh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : relax ppl...lol.exams are coming to an end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3100582275678705049-407647744541119035?l=leeedia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/feeds/407647744541119035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3100582275678705049&amp;postID=407647744541119035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/407647744541119035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3100582275678705049/posts/default/407647744541119035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leeedia.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-real-first-posteshheheh.html' title='this is the real first post...esh...heheh'/><author><name>lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02196167929871452028</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-3100582275678705049.post-6196345523778725773</id><published>2007-05-19T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T01:22:05.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first post</title><content type='html'>Heyloo... This is my first post. And I'm not Lydia. I'm Kim. And being really gepo.. 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