<?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-9921662</id><updated>2011-10-06T23:11:18.114+08:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><category term='song'/><category term='Bern'/><category term='travel'/><category term='little thought'/><category term='picture'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='Health'/><category term='sunday school'/><category term='sentimental'/><title type='text'>Cellie Diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3369120593350709992</id><published>2011-10-06T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:11:18.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>long catch up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nPkp_XZD_Do/To3C2LjnhLI/AAAAAAAAAww/S0U4IQmPfxI/s1600/Desaru%2BSummary.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nPkp_XZD_Do/To3C2LjnhLI/AAAAAAAAAww/S0U4IQmPfxI/s400/Desaru%2BSummary.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660394542745486514" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a little update from my vacation stories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its truly like a summer time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so coincidentally my project has just ended.. so i can really feel relieved with this vacation with great companion of people who never get enough of the water.. i wonder if they are seaman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yeah awesome sweet trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also had the stress relieve feedback flying across the office email just for laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now is back to.. the city light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;got meet up old friend, esp Lia after agess!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had nice catch up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone has grown up mentally..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i guess i grow up physically more than mentally.. how how how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nPkp_XZD_Do/To3C2LjnhLI/AAAAAAAAAww/S0U4IQmPfxI/s1600/Desaru%2BSummary.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WmuDBQAzmJg/To3Dp4shFMI/AAAAAAAAAw4/KsGz_y1TUL4/s400/310101_10150832729770134_596750133_20870061_921628601_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660395431035737282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This week is just awesome..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had butterflies feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i started my workout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i meet up old friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am honour to hear stories from friend about their life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;learning lots of dirty little secret of people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all i know every minutes is worth to live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ironically steve job just passed away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well it just remind me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;live a good life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so that when u are gone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you make a mark and has changed someone else life for good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he is truly geeky fashionista!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;salute S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3369120593350709992?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3369120593350709992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3369120593350709992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3369120593350709992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3369120593350709992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2011/10/long-catch-up.html' title='long catch up'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nPkp_XZD_Do/To3C2LjnhLI/AAAAAAAAAww/S0U4IQmPfxI/s72-c/Desaru%2BSummary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6015563381455165070</id><published>2011-07-17T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T21:15:40.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>He is real, He is alive</title><content type='html'>In today sermon I learnt alot on sermon from Pastor John Mendez.&lt;br /&gt;His witness of God definately strengthen my faith on my Mighty God.&lt;br /&gt;He shared the importance of God favor in our life as help us.&lt;br /&gt;Of course in order to have favor of God, required to build relationship with God, worshipping, obeying Him and allowing Him to guide us. Once we gain that, we will received blessing, guidance and protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Mendez shared about how God protect Him when he went to one village in US where alot of witch in that town. He and other pastors were praying for the whole town and using the annoited oil at house streets everywhere of the town. And when they went for lunch, they were almost being poison, but before they started to eat the meal that was served, God told John to kneel and praise Him, and John started speak in tongue and being annointed at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;And the chef and the woman of the restaurant owner was shocked because they cant believe their eyes as they told them they poison the food, and mentioned if John's God is real, they will kneel and praise the Lord. And thats what happened. God protected John and His people. The restaurant is not exist anymore as it now turn into church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sharing from John in Manila. While he get into taxi, he met this taxi driver. As John started to read his bible, the taxi driver was crying. John asked what happened, and the taxi driver mentioned he prayed today so that God will make him meet someone who is pastor to pray for His daughter who is sicked. So John agreed to go to this men house to see the daughter who is lying on the bed in the mosquitoes bait cover. John entered the net and put prayed for this girl while putting his hand on her forehead. Suddenly a woman come and shout in tagalog, (with nurse interpret), asking what is John doing. So John replied, He was asked by the father of the daughter to pray for her. And the woman mentioned the father has died 2 years ago and he was not seen in the sudden. But at that moment the girl was healed and she wake up and asked for food. Its a strange situation, but it's probably God works to send His angel to save this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those stories really strengthen me.&lt;br /&gt;God never leave us, and when we face difficulty, it like the arrow that was being bent, to make you stronger. Its painful. But those pain will bring good.&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, be couragous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-6015563381455165070?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6015563381455165070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=6015563381455165070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6015563381455165070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6015563381455165070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2011/07/he-is-real-he-is-alive.html' title='He is real, He is alive'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3305503899730905639</id><published>2011-06-19T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T19:13:08.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I want to be love song singer&lt;br/&gt;I want to be an painter artist&lt;br/&gt;I want to be tea cafe owner and selling creme bule macaron and pudding drinks&lt;br/&gt;I want to be romantic musician&lt;br/&gt;I want to be a great fighter&lt;br/&gt;A rider &lt;br/&gt;I want to be a rock climber &lt;br/&gt;A farmer a florish a sheperd!&lt;br/&gt;I want to be comic designer &lt;br/&gt;I want to be a great swimmer to swim the endless ocean and dive the coral depth!&lt;br/&gt;I want to see cosmic fish kissing&lt;br/&gt;I want to feel that milky waterfall again&lt;br/&gt;And touch the cloud&lt;br/&gt;I want to sleep in the huge empty  green field and watching the sky and cloud making beautiful pictures&lt;br/&gt;I love to be dreamer and i will keep dream onnnnnn&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. 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Extremely thorough, responsible and dependable. Well-developed powers of concentration. Usually interested in supporting and promoting traditions and establishments. Well-organized and hard working, they work steadily towards identified goals. They can usually accomplish any task once they have set their mind to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="styleY" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font: normal normal normal 18px/normal Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: -6px; "&gt;Careers that could fit you include:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="style3" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Business executives, administrators and managers, accountants, police, detectives, judges, lawyers, medical doctors, dentists, computer programmers, systems analysts, computer specialists, auditors, electricians, math teachers, mechanical engineers, steelworkers, technicians.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="style3" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="style3" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font: normal normal normal 14px/normal Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5028868824370214777?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5028868824370214777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5028868824370214777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5028868824370214777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5028868824370214777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2011/03/personality-test.html' title='Personality Test'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNbVadZN38o/TW9yAO9RRKI/AAAAAAAAAwk/tHHOk8EWsFo/s72-c/Personality.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6840487230969971672</id><published>2011-01-29T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T21:09:15.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 - All in All out</title><content type='html'>mystery of life is what excites the journey&lt;br /&gt;many ups and down, even upside  down ride&lt;br /&gt;making flying butterflies in our stomach&lt;br /&gt;and most excitement&lt;br /&gt;always come with surprises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a super exciting year for me&lt;br /&gt;just on first month itself i had already received quite a number of surprises!&lt;br /&gt;in a good way&lt;br /&gt;about&lt;br /&gt;families who care &amp;amp; love for one another&lt;br /&gt;friends who are near or far, who are always remind me that i am not forgotten&lt;br /&gt;career - God teach me to be patient, forgiving, and to accept others like how He had accepted me&lt;br /&gt;travelling - always be my hobby, and God has given me one in this first month 2011 to JKT.&lt;br /&gt;The trauma place i had been, but since the visit, I think I can manage it. x)&lt;br /&gt;ss kids - they are the heaven send blessing, that inspire me, teaching me and nurture me more&lt;br /&gt;recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing that i know&lt;br /&gt;i am so blessed in alot of ways&lt;br /&gt;i am so thankful to my loving God for all His ways that never ever failed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;ALL IN to His ways&lt;br /&gt;ALL OUT to His art plans&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-6840487230969971672?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6840487230969971672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=6840487230969971672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6840487230969971672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6840487230969971672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-all-in-all-out.html' title='2011 - All in All out'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-1246981749429354710</id><published>2010-12-23T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T17:51:03.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the greatest treassure are not gold nor jewels &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nor work of arts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they cannot be held in your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they held within your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for worldly thing will fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the seasons will come and go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the treasure of true friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will never lose its glow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cite from tinkerbell and the lost treassure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-1246981749429354710?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1246981749429354710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=1246981749429354710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1246981749429354710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1246981749429354710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2010/12/greatest-treassure-are-not-gold-nor.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4396593712665756404</id><published>2010-12-09T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T23:17:45.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High tea till dinner time at Equinox and City Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the smu life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grow up girl getting themselves a little champagne &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to celebrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those with partner already started chatting about housing and saving plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while those without partner are just caring to finish our food that 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;say Hi to Moet Chandon Rose&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwYHeJztI/AAAAAAAAAwU/gey7BZigAvM/s1600/156632_475674408420_612213420_5627641_2988721_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548699038033497810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwYHeJztI/AAAAAAAAAwU/gey7BZigAvM/s400/156632_475674408420_612213420_5627641_2988721_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and to Fantastic Four Girls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms Stassy aka Jialing aka mamasan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms Abi aka miss Kok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms Marilyn aka Soccer mei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms Shelly aka the adorable one. HAHA &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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwXojVqLI/AAAAAAAAAwM/A4DJTRPaUL8/s1600/stair.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548699029733746866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwXojVqLI/AAAAAAAAAwM/A4DJTRPaUL8/s400/stair.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; We are trying to hold our tummy after the overwealming high tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwXOubgxI/AAAAAAAAAwE/VAvlI2JMiKQ/s1600/poster.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548699022800945938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwXOubgxI/AAAAAAAAAwE/VAvlI2JMiKQ/s400/poster.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Marylin Polaroid Camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are taking picture like some china people in the high class bar &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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwW-ZnoNI/AAAAAAAAAv8/x5D3CLELH_s/s1600/156042_10150101128330941_580730940_7873387_121628_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548699018418692306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwW-ZnoNI/AAAAAAAAAv8/x5D3CLELH_s/s400/156042_10150101128330941_580730940_7873387_121628_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But who cares &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got some nice shots afterall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwWnDestI/AAAAAAAAAv0/PmpWgXgmiUk/s1600/4%2Bgirls.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548699012151816914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwWnDestI/AAAAAAAAAv0/PmpWgXgmiUk/s400/4%2Bgirls.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4396593712665756404?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4396593712665756404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4396593712665756404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4396593712665756404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4396593712665756404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2010/12/high-tea-till-dinner-time-at-equinox.html' title='High tea till dinner time at Equinox and City Space'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDwYHeJztI/AAAAAAAAAwU/gey7BZigAvM/s72-c/156632_475674408420_612213420_5627641_2988721_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-8290094142242035862</id><published>2010-12-09T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T22:52:36.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Bali - 3rd Dec to 6th Dec 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First trip with some of the girls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in romantic BaL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice place to be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just feeling a little too hectic holiday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had such a short period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yet trying to discover everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of course..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is impossible to do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However we cover quite a bit place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the nice driver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bringing us to MUST visit and MUST do things there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;such a blessing to have the awesome driver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who loves to take picture for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We reach Tune hotel at midnight 12.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and trying to get taxi which end up cost us Rp 100.000,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and interestingly hard to enter place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inaccessible by car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldnt sleep that night as bed is too squeezy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had the es teler breakfast at hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to Dewata to buy souvenier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had our lunch at the Babi Guling place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where ci Vena n her husband met us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forget to introduce all the girls in this trip:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anne, Amanda, Ervina, Tien and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Driver namely Heri and later Charles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lunch we were too lazy to walk basically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so Heri drove us to Kopi Luak place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see the musang and how they make the coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;namely the most exepensive Coffee in the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The coffee harvest four times a year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I taste soothing HOT Lemon Tea there.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at right moment and place to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sight seeing at the farming area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and saw this farmer who is resting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We then drive to Angsana Hotel to see the sunset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its Anne's request to see sunset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We sit at Rock Bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and have to pay Rp80.000,- for a juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the sun has gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had our dinner at the Jimbaran seafood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice place to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice food &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;entertaining with music wave wind and fireworks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to mention its Rp200.000 meal/person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry, I couldnt stop the pricing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha just to remember how we are such a spender that day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to night shopping at night ar Kiranna &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which open like 24hr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for crazy people like us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we only manage to eat nasi pedas in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then have to prepare ourself for Yessy wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5th Dec 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little incident and we miss the holy ceremony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The wedding at Sanur Hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with beautiful cake of architech design&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and pretty bride and groom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ja Ja at night we went for supper near the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and sat till bout 2+am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing much the next day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pack and leave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wake up from our dreamland again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDnVJtIP2I/AAAAAAAAAvU/55qfjfxqXbY/s1600/Bali%2Bblog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548689091488923490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDnVJtIP2I/AAAAAAAAAvU/55qfjfxqXbY/s400/Bali%2Bblog1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends complete the journey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDnV-epOYI/AAAAAAAAAvc/z1nRFDNKuTk/s1600/Bali%2Bblog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548689105655249282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDnV-epOYI/AAAAAAAAAvc/z1nRFDNKuTk/s400/Bali%2Bblog2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Balinesee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDnWYFP86I/AAAAAAAAAvk/pwNpVW1QKfs/s1600/DSC03404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548689112528057250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDnWYFP86I/AAAAAAAAAvk/pwNpVW1QKfs/s400/DSC03404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We own the beach for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDnXP7hkII/AAAAAAAAAvs/Qw4FHEA7eec/s1600/DSC06282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548689127519654018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDnXP7hkII/AAAAAAAAAvs/Qw4FHEA7eec/s400/DSC06282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Always admire people like them!!&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/9921662-8290094142242035862?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/8290094142242035862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=8290094142242035862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8290094142242035862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8290094142242035862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2010/12/bali-3rd-dec-to-6th-dec-2010.html' title='Bali - 3rd Dec to 6th Dec 2010'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TQDnVJtIP2I/AAAAAAAAAvU/55qfjfxqXbY/s72-c/Bali%2Bblog1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-1841376007173315165</id><published>2010-11-27T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T22:32:20.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridae girls nightout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Had a reAlly fun night out&lt;br/&gt;With three lovely sweetheart&lt;br/&gt;They are very nice accompany me to look for dress and i found quite not bad one &lt;br/&gt;And im satisfy :)&lt;br/&gt;Though they are not buying anything they so patiently accompany me&lt;br/&gt;Thank u girlsss&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Had a tried out on sparking sake&lt;br/&gt;It helps to warm up the nerves &lt;br/&gt;Should have a good good sleep tonight :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TO_oIK7D85I/AAAAAAAAAu4/gbaqj0iZ9Hg/BB_Photo.png'&gt;&lt;img alt='3prettyladies' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TO_oIK7D85I/AAAAAAAAAu4/gbaqj0iZ9Hg/BB_Photo.png' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Today in office quite busy&lt;br/&gt;But today is the first time those gradd ppl ask me to go down with them to get the drinks&lt;br/&gt;I just want to mix with the youngster one as well&lt;br/&gt;Hope can be closer &lt;br/&gt;But God's know what's the best!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Anyway for the dnd i got to sit with all the senior people, not sure i am being put there while the youngsters are all in one table....&lt;br/&gt;Am i looked that old? I seat with the my boss, all are my senior, my boss boss and others VP. &lt;br/&gt;Hope i dont chock my food while i am eating~&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh Andy being hilarious in office today&lt;br/&gt;He sticked a note to my computer monitor and saying he is there awhile ago&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TPEWYRUgeDI/AAAAAAAAAvM/_VUqXQcEdDw/BB_Photo.png'&gt;&lt;img alt='' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TPEWYRUgeDI/AAAAAAAAAvM/_VUqXQcEdDw/BB_Photo.png' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id='BB_SIGN_BEGIN'&gt;&lt;img alt='BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop' src='http://theblogbooster.com/pixel.gif' style='border:none;'/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-1841376007173315165?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1841376007173315165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=1841376007173315165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1841376007173315165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1841376007173315165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2010/11/fridae-girls-nightout.html' title='Fridae girls nightout'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TO_oIK7D85I/AAAAAAAAAu4/gbaqj0iZ9Hg/s72-c/BB_Photo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3385903896254181312</id><published>2010-11-25T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T22:07:42.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I knocked off quite early today bout 6.15&lt;br /&gt;Which actually not really early but it is just my company culture to stay later, not sure what are those people doing&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the mrt is super crowded that it caused the jam at the card system and mrt also keep stopping very long at each stop&lt;br /&gt;Im meeting chloe for harry porter movie today&lt;br /&gt;I promised her the last time i met her&lt;br /&gt;Since both of us are single and we are hardly watch show due to the fact hahaha, we had movie date then&lt;br /&gt;Silly and funny in the way&lt;br /&gt;Nah it is also for our post birthday celebration since we are nov babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In office today i have some talk or training that relates to PnL&lt;br /&gt;Just come to realize my work is more like I am studying rather than working&lt;br /&gt;I am leaening about systems, pnl process, risk process, controller process,... And of course im learning and this is the most difficult one for me is learn to socialise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this lady in office who angry with me for unreasonable cause&lt;br /&gt;And she is being quite mean in the way&lt;br /&gt;Of course i feel hurt at that point of time &lt;br /&gt;But i m trying to act normal and no hard feeling to her&lt;br /&gt;She made me feel arkward when im asking her question and look unhappy&lt;br /&gt;Today accidentally i met her outside the lift and i am spontanously said Hi&lt;br /&gt;And she is staring blankly at me&lt;br /&gt;I helped her to open the room door since she fail when she tried twice&lt;br /&gt;After that accident, she spoke to me out of the blue &lt;br /&gt;Thats God's way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3385903896254181312?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-7171044362311584321</id><published>2010-11-24T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T23:03:55.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ass minder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the office i had hilarious conversation with my colleague &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It just tickle me to remember about the &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'ass minder' .. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543126552708501426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TO0kOx85z7I/AAAAAAAAAug/KJ9cR7URPDI/s400/image001.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read all my previous entries I had in this blog&lt;br /&gt;Some makes me laugh some makes me almost tears&lt;br /&gt;But everything is good &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People in the office &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some are really nice people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that make me feel shame to ask for their help sometimes&lt;br /&gt;and some are very friendly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who try to make effort to come and speak to me&lt;br /&gt;Guess I should stop being too shy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh my oh my&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 had this little flower draw while I was listening to the training on the conference call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remind me of my little sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are three sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I already miss them even they are not going yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TO0kPJXZzII/AAAAAAAAAuo/q1LkRUXj7qI/s1600/IMG_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543126558993665154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TO0kPJXZzII/AAAAAAAAAuo/q1LkRUXj7qI/s400/IMG_0089.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today i heard 2 wedding news&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my friends who normally had lunch with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she is getting married next year &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and she is planning for her honeymoon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And some gossips said my cousin who is different 7 months from me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;has some marriage arrangement next Jan as well&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mmmm.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway for the night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wish them happy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aTA1Gp8ga1M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aTA1Gp8ga1M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-7171044362311584321?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/7171044362311584321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=7171044362311584321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7171044362311584321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7171044362311584321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2010/11/ass-minder.html' title='ass minder'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TO0kOx85z7I/AAAAAAAAAug/KJ9cR7URPDI/s72-c/image001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5049994092476397006</id><published>2010-11-23T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:28:49.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spur and spin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life has been pretty tiring and tasteless for me for the couple of months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am almost forgot how to feel the thrill of this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and its funny how easy people remember of the sadness but not the happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I am grumbling so much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realize why can't I said the bright side instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why cant I forgive the sadness and remember all the goodness from now instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am just so happy to see my own name card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My first one from company I work for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you God for giving me a job &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at magnificent company and very nice lady boss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will keep praying may God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To give me more confident to speak with my collegues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe my workplace is a fun place &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only if I dare to make it happen....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TOvVMeA5viI/AAAAAAAAAt4/tsIXBtEFvmc/s1600/IMG_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542758176601521698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TOvVMeA5viI/AAAAAAAAAt4/tsIXBtEFvmc/s400/IMG_0086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a tough trying to spend days by myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I am so glad my siblings are back from their studies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so glad able to spend more time with them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since I can hardly see them for years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of course we will bicker or we irritate each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we all know we love each other very much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nothing could trade them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TOvVOIgcbyI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/I6ZujjO5fX4/s1600/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542758205187976994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TOvVOIgcbyI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/I6ZujjO5fX4/s400/IMG_0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pictures taken during brother's bday celebration &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542758194359919906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TOvVNgK1ZSI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ZTj-1c-0bcE/s400/IMG_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lovely picture taken during my lunch with my besties at marche&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy to have friends like them&lt;br /&gt;They brighten my days and lighten my steps&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TOvVNMF0BHI/AAAAAAAAAuA/3NiMhQXpz8o/s1600/IMG_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542758188970148978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TOvVNMF0BHI/AAAAAAAAAuA/3NiMhQXpz8o/s400/IMG_0065.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Through my journey last four years&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;in school in my everyday life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;there has been someone I will not forget&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and will forever treassure&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Though we are in different path now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nothing could steal memory&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;of us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;to my loviest one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TOvcGnOc1pI/AAAAAAAAAuY/DqVDz6Y_Hd0/s1600/IMG_0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542765772576446098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/TOvcGnOc1pI/AAAAAAAAAuY/DqVDz6Y_Hd0/s400/IMG_0088.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5049994092476397006?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5049994092476397006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5049994092476397006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-196352555397752773</id><published>2010-10-11T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:13:40.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a listener&lt;br /&gt;a comforter&lt;br /&gt;an understanding heart&lt;br /&gt;a forgiveful mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an helping hand&lt;br /&gt;an open arm&lt;br /&gt;an encourager&lt;br /&gt;not a leaver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay this way&lt;br /&gt;stay forever to strengthen one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written specially for bestie&lt;br /&gt;vina and anne&lt;br /&gt;10.10.2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-196352555397752773?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/196352555397752773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=196352555397752773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/196352555397752773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/196352555397752773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2010/10/listener-comforter-understanding-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-1295266164548537308</id><published>2010-10-05T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:15:44.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i try &lt;br /&gt;to cast away the pain &lt;br /&gt;that return just like years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the long night&lt;br /&gt;like the storm and thunder roar so loudly &lt;br /&gt;in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to whom shall i cry&lt;br /&gt;my silence room is the witness&lt;br /&gt;to whom shall i say&lt;br /&gt;do not leave &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those unspoken line&lt;br /&gt;will remain unspoken,&lt;br /&gt;those unfinish explaination,&lt;br /&gt;let it be that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont ask &lt;br /&gt;nor judge anymore&lt;br /&gt;i would send you&lt;br /&gt;my blessing and wish you happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5594750977511118802</id><published>2010-09-15T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T22:15:35.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wondering with no inspiration&lt;br /&gt;searching with no destination&lt;br /&gt;abyss desire &lt;br /&gt;craving for mysteriousity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is the profound one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5594750977511118802?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5594750977511118802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Living in e world of lie&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifies gone to waste&lt;br /&gt;Someone lost&lt;br /&gt;Someone undeniable stupid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-632050913355796734?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/632050913355796734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=632050913355796734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/632050913355796734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/632050913355796734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2010/09/living-in-e-world-of-lie-sacrifies-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4310175980154486322</id><published>2010-09-10T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T00:16:42.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i surrender</title><content type='html'>the gaps are getting larger&lt;br /&gt;and I am losing my strength to hold on&lt;br /&gt;i am letting go&lt;br /&gt;i am really letting go now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i wish i remain in that fantasy&lt;br /&gt;living in the illusion &lt;br /&gt;i know it has to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i wonder&lt;br /&gt;will i ever able to encounter it again&lt;br /&gt;or is there any last lap race?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i know &lt;br /&gt;i have a Provider &lt;br /&gt;that never fail to answer me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4310175980154486322?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4310175980154486322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4310175980154486322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4310175980154486322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4310175980154486322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4264216054136570775?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4264216054136570775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4264216054136570775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4264216054136570775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4264216054136570775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2010/07/silly-billy.html' title='silly 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-8177168927396768702</id><published>2009-10-26T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:22:58.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>it is about..</title><content type='html'>should I turn my head away&lt;br /&gt;and pretend not to look&lt;br /&gt;Or should I accept the reality&lt;br /&gt;and stare at it to remind me that this is reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should I pretend that I know&lt;br /&gt;when I dont so I dont look dumb&lt;br /&gt;Or should I just tell them&lt;br /&gt;hey i dont have any idea on what you are talking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i say the truth to you&lt;br /&gt;that you looks so sexy &lt;br /&gt;or should i just stare at you &lt;br /&gt;and making you feel it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i praise you &lt;br /&gt;when you did a good job&lt;br /&gt;or just a smile would do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is so many question &lt;br /&gt;in my head,&lt;br /&gt;it is not about what is right or wrong,&lt;br /&gt;it is about, what is the best to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday of my life&lt;br /&gt;i should challenge myself&lt;br /&gt;what is best thing to do&lt;br /&gt;there is always hope&lt;br /&gt;when God is in my side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-8177168927396768702?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/8177168927396768702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=8177168927396768702&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasih - Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasih itu sabar, murah hati&lt;br /&gt;Lemah lembut, tak cemburu&lt;br /&gt;Kasih itu memberi sukacita di hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasih itu mengerti, s'lalu memberi&lt;br /&gt;Tiada mencari lemahnya diri&lt;br /&gt;Kasih itu memberi sukacita di hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu banyaknya cerita&lt;br /&gt;Tentang kasihNya yang sempurna&lt;br /&gt;'Pabila kita memberi dunia&lt;br /&gt;Teladan Kristus di dalam kita &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-7711344892890759974?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/7711344892890759974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little thought'/><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>I will take it with light hearted&lt;br /&gt;Smile it to overcome it&lt;br /&gt;Put extra efford extra focus&lt;br /&gt;on my goal and happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an ambition&lt;br /&gt;I need some determination&lt;br /&gt;I will achieve it this time&lt;br /&gt;with courage I began this battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty can only be enjoy&lt;br /&gt;when you micro it&lt;br /&gt;Everything is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;only if you believe in it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-2107736400959830564?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/2107736400959830564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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along swiss neighborhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I walked around the neighborhood around 5pm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very quiet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No much cars and people on the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could hear my own steps,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dry falling leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bird seems to lose the sense of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their twitter were so busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drop sound of water from fountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always gives me the fresh and cooling sensation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked curiously from the coming sound of laughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two children were sitting on the swinging chairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While another two pushing chair to be higher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At once I said to myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happiness is when you have people to share your joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the sun shine directly into my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts a little and I rub my eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I opened my eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw a coming car with an old man driving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His lips were moving like saying ‘Halo’&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And smile politely towards me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That why I always proud of Swiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People in Swiss are friendly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I strolled slowly, I saw a small road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turn to the small road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough for walking and cycling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With sandy and rocky white ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my right is graveyard which has wired fences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each gravestone has fresh flowers beside it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is being take care very well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stone are unique, some are cross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some are normal tombstone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But some has unique shapes like the cone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or twisted shapes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably those without religion can have more artistic tombstone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few meters in front I found a crowd of old man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing badminton while some were sitting under tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Observing chatting and enjoying the breeze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All shops were closed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I kept walking on the pavement that I don’t know were it lead to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked in front there were open field&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green and yellow field&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to go towards there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a path beside the train rail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was quiet, like factory beside and lots of spaces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A boy running carrying his wallet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And two girls chasing each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was wondering what is there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why are these children doing here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I walked faster to find it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a new shopping center near my house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the green and yellow open field&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is no where near at all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to walk back home before I forgotten my path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my little heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew I will miss this place a lot when I leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And would I be able to come back here again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-1323633834309965819?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-7628474025033999413</id><published>2009-07-06T04:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:50:14.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jokes</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time &lt;div&gt;I feel myself being myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was something that i realised when I went a trip in Germany&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had always been quiet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not very humourous person &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only talk necessarily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that day seemed very different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like I am out of my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so free and forget about shame and pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I started to joke with people whom I just got to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as I remembered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very good at sarcism jokes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I trained myself to stop it long ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because there were once when others do sarcism jokes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was hurt and sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it made me think alot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was meant to make it as a joke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it turn out to be really mean joke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said something like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'how come a baloon carrying the bicycle?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was to a girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh.. i was so embarassed the moment I said it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I regret to say it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah.. thats why I should learn how to do better jokes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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this..'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SiMHDitKv3I/AAAAAAAAAtI/mGkhM_r5Kvw/s72-c/tropical-beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5725832199107235194</id><published>2009-06-01T05:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T05:59:19.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful Essay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I had a big blow 3 days ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i received a hard advice from one of the prof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, you wont find such comment from asian prof&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe, I am just too stupid to be in his class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not up to the master student standard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i tried to work it out my best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yet.. he make it sound i am a total failure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess its normal for me to get angry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I read on his comment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he seemed to look very nice person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but who would expect such harsh words from him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am angry cause he make me embarrass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am angry for making me realised my incapabality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am angry that my hard work being turn like trash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am definately angry because my study time for exam is screwed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so angry for my failure and pressure he made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phew..............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah, i dont blamed him anymore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least now not anymore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if I did fail, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I already tried my best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave my best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont understand anything at all when i attended his class,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried very hard to listen, but i end up getting no where&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he would keep on talking and talking and other seemed to understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even when they asked questions, I didnt even understand what was the question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, they speak english,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and is not that difficult english that they use to make it hard to understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the meaning, the words they use, is all in physcological meaning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;come on....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you how interesting my module in Bern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just one of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news is...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pass the essay on my second try! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG I AM SO FREAKING HAPPY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so scared to check the email because tomorrow is my exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I failed, I will surely be quite sad and depress.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure this is God's way~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for your generousity..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 down. 3 more to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5725832199107235194?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5725832199107235194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5725832199107235194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5725832199107235194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5725832199107235194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/06/painful-essay.html' title='Painful Essay'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-8569713972911670093</id><published>2009-05-31T05:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T06:53:09.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimental'/><title type='text'>Pursue own happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;grief would not end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unless I decide to take a step forward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the misery eat my life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rotten with my dry bone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is a gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happiness is priceless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while my road is still long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its never too late to start anew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when the world is to dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;remember it is just the beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while I am searching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is a light waiting to be found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but face it with courage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the old chain will rust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the old memory will be gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how sharp the stone is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or how painful it is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is never be too painful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than regret itself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to myself&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/9921662-8569713972911670093?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4440776022228053037</id><published>2009-05-22T07:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:24:04.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worried for nothing</title><content type='html'>It was really weird yesterday. &lt;div&gt;I couldnt sleep even though it was 3 am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I obviously very tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart beat so fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and everytime I was going to fall asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my heart ache and all my vein hurt my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am no exegerating here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldnt understand what is happened to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally I got to sleep when I saw a glimps of a sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was 7 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I woke up, it was almost 11 oclock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to kitchen and have my lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom called and I called Debby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so my lunch were accompanied by 2 of them on the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Innitially I brought the notes to kitchen to do some reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but obviously it didnt improved my study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I went back to my room,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really really want to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my mind cannot settle down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I felt the same as last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very uneasy and very very uncomfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided to go for jogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time in my life to do such thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so desperate to calm myself so that I could study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night with bbq with floormate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel more settle and easy because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont think of anything and everything is so new &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing them, talking and enjoying the food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For that moment, I feel so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt realise until I went back to my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope tonight I can sleep well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4440776022228053037?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4440776022228053037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4440776022228053037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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never travelled this much in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but yeah, I did it this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And maybe, a little too much and I am overwhelm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with the beauty of the what I never known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have uploaded all picture in my facebook,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I would just post what I think is nice in here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting from &lt;b&gt;France, Nice.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Beach &amp;amp; Open Sea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgCyeYxtcFI/AAAAAAAAAro/o2ZSuLaKDtQ/s400/n601133780_1565051_5238863.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332458193923436626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Followed by &lt;b&gt;Cannes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgCy9jzS7FI/AAAAAAAAArw/6lFvmEp-uGU/s400/n601133780_1565785_1705716.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332458729458822226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monaco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgCy92feDrI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Lz0dqjv-494/s400/n601133780_1566055_6116468.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332458734475939506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the easter break,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which is 1 week,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to 'eastern europe'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which consist of Czech Republic, Hungary, Austria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here it began&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prague&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgC1F647FuI/AAAAAAAAAsA/b2SzWFSE2aU/s400/DSC06261.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332461072118650594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Budapest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgC1GupAgyI/AAAAAAAAAsI/WHLguQjABdk/s400/DSC06534.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332461086010540834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vienna&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgC1HBsz-TI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/rK-1irRHSrE/s400/DSC06702.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332461091126769970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salzburg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgC1HZKX07I/AAAAAAAAAsY/4KM9eSATfpY/s1600-h/DSC06859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgC1HZKX07I/AAAAAAAAAsY/4KM9eSATfpY/s400/DSC06859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332461097424769970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Continue for the holidaying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to my most wanted to go country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ITALY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgC2je6NKhI/AAAAAAAAAsg/kXm0prY61zc/s400/DSC07373.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332462679515539986" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Florence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgC3GwKHOoI/AAAAAAAAAtA/2cwvuKS39uE/s400/DSC07554.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332463285441084034" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venezia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgC2j9YBAxI/AAAAAAAAAsw/NljW-gY7RZ8/s400/DSC07825.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332462687693636370" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Milan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SgC2kIKjpZI/AAAAAAAAAs4/jD5dR-wc_MI/s400/DSC07832.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332462690589975954" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4735936115763388383?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=43101525"&gt;Taylor Swift: Love Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=43101525,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=43101525,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.metrolyrics.com/o/492da13d111f5ab4/4a00b0cda6a3ebb1/492da13d46e17ea3/cac63e67/-cpid/1ac22bd86c284a48" id="W492da13d111f5ab44a00b0cda6a3ebb1" width="300" height="270"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/taylor-swift-lyrics.html"&gt;Taylor Swift Lyrics&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/love-story-lyrics-taylor-swift.html"&gt;Love Story Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3502222716021521592?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3502222716021521592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3502222716021521592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3502222716021521592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3502222716021521592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-this-enjoy.html' title='I love this! Enjoy'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5902890296550011398</id><published>2009-04-22T08:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:08:18.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimental'/><title type='text'>Girls Night</title><content type='html'>Nah, &lt;div&gt;Alot of things happen today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emotionally shock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in devastating emotion when taking with my cousin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at her situation make me feel so helpless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the worse part, I cant help much in anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish I can do something to lessen her burden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while in the mid of taking to her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone knocking my door harshly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rushed to open the door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my friend, who cry badly and she hugged me immediately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was stunt and speechless for a moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what on earth going on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she told me she quarrel with her boyfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she started pouring all her emotion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till she finally feel better and decided to return to her room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I closed the door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And feeling a little exhausted too by the things happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before even I put my butt on my chair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a ring from my friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I picked up, and said, can i come to your place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the moment like this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly I feel like being alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course I would say "yeah, just come!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 4 of girls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ended up talking nonsense &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and bitching about our easter trip &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while enjoying the sangria my friend brought from spain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course the lovely notebook &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is so sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always love it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5902890296550011398?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5902890296550011398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5902890296550011398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5902890296550011398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5902890296550011398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-night.html' title='Girls Night'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4133345823966267418</id><published>2009-04-21T01:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:16:28.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little thought'/><title type='text'>The basic of all needs. love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have a friend who were sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets called it 'C'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to finish our assignment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it need to be submitted on those day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the x day, C said she was very sick &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so unabled to do anything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I needed to complete it by myself and submit it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was quite frustrated as C haven't done anything on her part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to calm down and finished the assignment by myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though a little angry, I was considering should I cooked for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as she said she was vomitting and she is bad at cooking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took quite sometimes to think about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whether I should or not, cook for her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I end up cooking for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me realise something about myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I began to question myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When did I start to be so calculative in what I do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like,.. why do I bother to cook for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing in gain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel myself very pathetic and pity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for being such calculative and insincere for that thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could be more sincere in what I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can give u thousand of excuse of why I become like that such as:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Business student were taught always think of "What is in for me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Being protective over myself, if I did something to someone, my small heart always hope the person will treat me the same way, but most of the time it didnt turn out that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- etc etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the basic of all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe I should learn to love other more than myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I has been very overprotective toward myself for long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For not to be hurt, not to be scar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in return I lost alot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to experience something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C saw me today and said thank you for my help the other time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She gave me little present as her gratitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasnt what she gave me that move me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the feeling of me able to help someone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss those feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remind me to be sincere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;remind me to be brave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as my journey is long and rocky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but love from others keep me move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the basic of all need &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;itself&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/9921662-4133345823966267418?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4133345823966267418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4133345823966267418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4133345823966267418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4133345823966267418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/04/basic-of-all-needs-love.html' title='The basic of all needs. love'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3647755064454985786</id><published>2009-04-09T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:42:19.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>March Trip~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;London Trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTQZJRI6I/AAAAAAAAArg/G0_62wKtut4/s1600-h/Day+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTQZJRI6I/AAAAAAAAArg/G0_62wKtut4/s400/Day+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322361138226209698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Skiing at SaasFee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTQBmkeeI/AAAAAAAAArY/6QnDOMIh6NE/s1600-h/Saas+Fee+-+14+March+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTQBmkeeI/AAAAAAAAArY/6QnDOMIh6NE/s400/Saas+Fee+-+14+March+09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322361131906660834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTP-yLSSI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZmyNFr1oBAc/s1600-h/Saas+Fee+-+14+March+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTP-yLSSI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZmyNFr1oBAc/s400/Saas+Fee+-+14+March+091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322361131150035234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neuchatel day Trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTP22aX4I/AAAAAAAAArI/WDHN9lm2t5M/s1600-h/Neuchatel+9March09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTP22aX4I/AAAAAAAAArI/WDHN9lm2t5M/s400/Neuchatel+9March09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322361129020317570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Geneva Trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTPUCbjqI/AAAAAAAAArA/pv7zSXEgot0/s1600-h/Geneva+19Marz09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTPUCbjqI/AAAAAAAAArA/pv7zSXEgot0/s400/Geneva+19Marz09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322361119675485858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3647755064454985786?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SdzTQZJRI6I/AAAAAAAAArg/G0_62wKtut4/s72-c/Day+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4942800693627396863</id><published>2009-03-30T04:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T04:42:44.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Lausanne - Montreux - Spiez</title><content type='html'>It's a day light saving in Swiss starting from today.&lt;div&gt;The timing has been faster by 1 hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sounds weird doesnt it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the whole town has adjusted their timing accordingly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as if your watch was not in the right timing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a great stay at Lausanne in a Marriane and Philippe house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are so nice and sweet people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marriane is from ducth, a comixian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Mitchelle stayed at their house for 2 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They treated us like family and they are very friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had a fat black and white fury cat named Domino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Lausanne,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was france area of Swiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;France language is much better than German.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lausanne is a town on the slope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had a lake that is shared with France.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was raining the whole day yesterday in Lausanne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went to Montreux.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A town next to Lausanne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Montreux is very colourful. The lake is superb romantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The snowy mountains were reflected on the lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a clear blue lake that you could see yourself as reflection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and reflection of the sky..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very very beautiful place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The golden pass is an awesome trip too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a panaromic train that passes the beautiful places,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially the alps of swiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole journey like a place in girl's storybook,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where the snow, magic, fairytale live,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;full of snow, white, at top of mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovely Swiss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4942800693627396863?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4942800693627396863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4942800693627396863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4942800693627396863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4942800693627396863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/03/lausanne-montreux-spiez.html' title='Lausanne - Montreux - Spiez'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-7368480987955232149</id><published>2009-03-27T06:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:10:08.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>UK loves me</title><content type='html'>My first ever trip in the world&lt;div&gt;without visa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cool is that?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to London last weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything seems to be God's plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was in the Basel to take the flight to London&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They checked on my friends passport on the nationality, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and since Singaporean doesnt need visa to UK,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they let her in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the lady assumed I came from Singapore too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and only looked at the expired date of the passport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I got in the plane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is the first miracle...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was stopped by the immigration in London and were being asked about the visa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I would got detained and being sent back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I didnt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just asked to filled some document &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about 1 hour, everything settled,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my passport would be kept by them until my return date of the ticket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second miracle I got pass the immigration custom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without to pay a penny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I return to Swiss by plane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was policemen who fetched me and my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cool! Cause we didnt need to take bus and wait at the windy snowy night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every passenger was looking at us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Direct drive to the office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We cut all the queue and in 5 minutes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save at Swiss. I was at Geneva by then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I was happy when I was in London.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so different than in Swiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe because Pounds is so low there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I think there is cheaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like for example,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we found lots of chinese food that is very affordable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they have night life too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the best thing, they speak the language that I can understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Bern, I live in an alien planet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The people speak German&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all the train explaination, poster, newspaper, movies, all in German&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And until today &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt learn any German words at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe Dunke(thank u), Damen(woman, i see this alot as toilet sign)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the people say Thank you in France (mercy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;continue about London,..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw Prince William and Harry house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From outside laaaaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing too extravagant,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its located near the Buckingham Palace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the museum in London,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The British Museum have those mummy collection &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of scrupture of the Greek and Roman God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The National Museum got the fossil stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dinosaurus and the sea marine fossil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If u read Charles Dicken book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He mentioned lots of places in London&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont read the book obviously &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My literature friends told me so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather in London was fantastic when we are there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a clear clear blue sky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When u can see the airplane smoke on the sky..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its that clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though normally London is famous for their bad weather and gloomy day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was impressed with the shopping center called Harrods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Every room have very authentic design and beutiful in its own way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never seen something like that before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the market too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try to eat Blackberry(which is really good).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so tempted to eat the rock osyter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 for 1.20 pounds. Fresh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought 1. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It tasted like heaven okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I havent been eating fresh seafood since I am here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its all FROZEN seafood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Branded stuff should be cheap now in UK, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since pounds drop like crazy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone should go there and shop for now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;London Rocks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-7368480987955232149?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/7368480987955232149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=7368480987955232149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7368480987955232149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7368480987955232149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/03/london.html' title='UK loves me'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6569680347629438941</id><published>2009-03-19T03:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T04:00:11.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little thought'/><title type='text'>Stuck</title><content type='html'>Somehow I felt so stuck here&lt;div&gt;I means people have their own hang out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I dont mind to stand at my own feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are certain things that you cant do by your own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like playing badminton alone? Suck isnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met all weird of people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know to say good or bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just swallow my saliva &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and watch it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant say it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz I am like an orbit around them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant evolve at other places &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats why I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so stuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But with all this circumstances&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still surviving and breathing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could still smile and laugh in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes about others, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometime laugh at my own silliness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though things doesnt always turn out on how I want it to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i like it as surprise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing could excite me more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;than a little surprice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is nothing bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nor unlucky about my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is just an experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when someday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will laugh about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when someday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will be old grandma and tell you grandchild&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stories of good and bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they loved to hear more bad than good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause they could laugh at it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ironically, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people find it funny &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at others suffering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad, but true huh!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if u suffer alot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You sure are a joker&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/9921662-6569680347629438941?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6569680347629438941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=6569680347629438941&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6569680347629438941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6569680347629438941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/03/stuck.html' title='Stuck'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6530068372196468793</id><published>2009-03-08T02:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T03:47:04.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bern alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I had no class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I went to uniSport for some exercise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I had lots of things on my mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to tour myself around bern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Window shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bern had always been this colour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greyish &amp;amp; dirty Yellow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It snow heavily yesterday but it didnt capture in the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And probably it wasnt cold enough to make the snow remain as ice.&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;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLBoszfLfI/AAAAAAAAAp4/OYnKG08jDto/s400/DSC05339.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310519815589277170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found a second hand shop. They sell painting and doll. These are the dolls outside the shop. They looked pretty scary to me though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLBpuvIz3I/AAAAAAAAAqI/_sqzF0Ut5P0/s1600-h/DSC05342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLBpuvIz3I/AAAAAAAAAqI/_sqzF0Ut5P0/s400/DSC05342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310519833287774066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLBpJQmBWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/BXlCw88a23Y/s1600-h/DSC05341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLBpJQmBWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/BXlCw88a23Y/s400/DSC05341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310519823227553122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It juz feel so good to be able to enjoy the walk alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont normally do this when I am in spore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLBoa5hsvI/AAAAAAAAApw/u9KPrzF70M0/s1600-h/DSC05340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLBoa5hsvI/AAAAAAAAApw/u9KPrzF70M0/s400/DSC05340.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310519810782769906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This shops sell everything which are tiny. I am tempted to buy some of them. But nvm,  I will keep it to the last. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLBnzhqp6I/AAAAAAAAApo/hXQmXO-Cxbo/s1600-h/DSC05337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLBnzhqp6I/AAAAAAAAApo/hXQmXO-Cxbo/s400/DSC05337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310519800213710754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you come to bern, you will surely being introduce with this clock. Its amazing clock with carries meaning. And they are very complicated like they use the zodiak as the month, and they use planet name as thei symbolic of something. The clock do not use electric to be operated. It just require people to wind the thing to make it work. It kinda lack now and not very accurate but still it is interesting to see the moving doll on the clock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLFx5bx-9I/AAAAAAAAAqg/eQDdA8i2fNY/s400/DSC05346.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310524371644840914" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In here pets have equal right as human. They can go shopping, restaurant, anywhere with their master. Their dogs are big and comes with beautiful fur. And they dont bark or be naughty. Some of them are not even tie up but will  just follow the master. How cute are they. Ok this is weird coz i dont normally talk about pets. For your info, i am not a fan of pet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLFxfNdTjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/6n-eRRAgP3o/s400/DSC05345.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310524364605443634" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought a shoe yesterday. It discounted 70% and I am really happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the last pair, the last size they have. &lt;br /&gt;What a luck?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought coz I desperately need a common shoe, for sport, walking and spring is coming. I wouldnt wear boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLFyWvjwsI/AAAAAAAAAqo/6CDJYzvWjkw/s400/DSC05347.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310524379512423106" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are bored,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;twist your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and see the picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SbLILUhV4zI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2ayo61Jdh_0/s400/w10012668.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-1451021150611378056</id><published>2009-03-08T01:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:02.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimental'/><title type='text'>How am I doing?</title><content type='html'>&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: x-small;"&gt;I never really got time to be alone &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: x-small;"&gt;Somehow &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: x-small;"&gt;I do enjoy it alot&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: x-small;"&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: x-small;"&gt;I have alot time to do anything I want&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: x-small;"&gt;I have time to go through every music in my song ling&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: x-small;"&gt;Oh I even can sing each of them&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: x-small;"&gt;I could finish reading my book&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: x-small;"&gt;(actually i only read when in e toilet most of the time)&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: x-small;"&gt;hah!&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: x-small;"&gt;I can watch non stop Korean drama&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: x-small;"&gt;(I still got lots of movie to finish up in mysoju.com)&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: x-small;"&gt;I enjoy sitting in front of the window and watching the snow fall&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: x-small;"&gt;I love doing sports here for unknown reason&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: x-small;"&gt;I like reading news in Singapore&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: x-small;"&gt;I surf facebook like everytime i on my laptop&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: x-small;"&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: x-small;"&gt;I come to appreciate people around me&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: x-small;"&gt;I miss people whom I always see every 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: x-small;"&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: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;From the colors of fall to the fragrance of spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Every creature unique in the song that it sings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-1451021150611378056?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-809645580674756664</id><published>2009-02-27T06:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:37:19.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bern'/><title type='text'>A week has passed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week my school has special trip for all the exchange students to have free city tour. Indeed we can finish the city in 2 hours walking. If she have not been stopping maybe 1 hour is enough see the whole city or even bern. The city has 12 fountain which has figure about the story of bern. Last time the city do not have water in the house, so each morning woman will collect the water from the fountain. Anyway the water in swiss is contain lots of oxygen. U can see the bubble when u put the water in the glass. Bern have very neat building structure, all in grey, grey, grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307240226202488210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Saca3eR2jZI/AAAAAAAAApA/LBjqxp8nPVY/s400/city+tour2.jpg" border="0" /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SacWyd0inUI/AAAAAAAAAo4/kdjuadcf2Vs/s1600-h/city+tour.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I visited on the place where they make cheese. Surprisingly to make a cheese it require lots of milk. Where they have to cook and compress it. Every week swiss farmers will delivered their milk to here. It reached for few tons of milk every week which I think is amazing. I mean.. poor cow. They have to squeeze that cow's breast till dry. =( sob for u cow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After which we get the free cheese buffet. I tell u. Its awful! haha. But for the people there, the sour it is, the better it is. Horrible, and we are the asian is starving. They only serve; bread, cheese, fruits. Water? Pay! So we all end up eat lots of fruits, which have to be cut by your self. Like some european took the pineapple! and cut it. I dunno how they do it!!&lt;br /&gt;It was on Valentine when I visited here. And it was my first time to see snow flake!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg. no all snow will form snow flake. Normally at the mountain places then u will find it because the air is cleaner. &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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307245318664023314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Sacff5LS7RI/AAAAAAAAApg/BsKSHTYwnZo/s400/Cheese+factory,+emmanel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a feast from one of my friend's friends bday, which I dont even know whose the bday boy name. But what is more important is eating together. Come on, they have all the delicious food like sotong, prawn, which I will go crazy for. I really miss my seafood and chicken. Everything is so expensive here. The cheapest things are BREAD. So if u want to save money, just eat bread lor. haha. But I really have wonderful meal that night and have good chat with the girls. Somemore their hostel got TV. so good. Mine only got the old radio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307245300934788722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Sacfe3IURnI/AAAAAAAAApI/GPK8rkKiY7U/s400/unknown+friends+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gurten, is the closest mountain probably when u can see the city and alps very beautifuly. When we went there, it was so windy. All of us were chilling and run towards this beautiful mansion which is restaurant inside and called mmmhhh... interesting. Since everything is covered in snow, we could see people making the love sign. Nice mark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &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/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SacffkzhIII/AAAAAAAAApY/BpmbTpa2IUM/s1600-h/gurten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307245313195581570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SacffkzhIII/AAAAAAAAApY/BpmbTpa2IUM/s400/gurten.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Interlaken is a must visit place when you are in swiss. Is where the top of europe, Jungfraujoch. It was heavily snow that day and we didnt get to ski. So we play sledging instead. It was really fun because the sledging is downward the BIG mountain. Like longgggggg slope... thrilling and wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SacffGKTR_I/AAAAAAAAApQ/IkaAtomXvqk/s1600-h/interlaken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307245304969644018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SacffGKTR_I/AAAAAAAAApQ/IkaAtomXvqk/s400/interlaken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is warmer than the normal day. Its 0 -1 degree. Normally it was -5 to as low as -16. I'm quite sad I wont be seeing anymore snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-809645580674756664?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/809645580674756664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=809645580674756664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/809645580674756664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/809645580674756664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-has-passed.html' title='A week has passed.'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Saca3eR2jZI/AAAAAAAAApA/LBjqxp8nPVY/s72-c/city+tour2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6455024752029013482</id><published>2009-02-14T05:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T05:34:02.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bern'/><title type='text'>The school and introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how the uni of bern main building looks like. They have many building seperately other than this and its all over the city. Compare to SMU, uni of Bern is so much more confusing. And the different school are located very far from each other. goSh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The school is celebrating its 175 years this year. I love their main door, which is big and its AUTO! It looks like a door in the harry porter show. Can open by itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391517523769058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXg_e4MduI/AAAAAAAAAnE/jZEOLOyC968/s400/DSC05070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXiNBodc8I/AAAAAAAAAoE/EDHzb-3vcY4/s1600-h/DSC05082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302392849702941634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXiNBodc8I/AAAAAAAAAoE/EDHzb-3vcY4/s400/DSC05082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391519522118290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXg_mUo2pI/AAAAAAAAAnU/UCnzvVQOQhs/s400/DSC05075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view outside my uni is quite awesome. Can see all the mountainous views. And even this naked tree looked beautiful with the snow patches around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXhAYwK9UI/AAAAAAAAAnk/O5wZtx2_dbw/s1600-h/DSC05077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391533059372354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXhAYwK9UI/AAAAAAAAAnk/O5wZtx2_dbw/s400/DSC05077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends whom I always cook dinner with, Meiyi and Weisan. Okay like Meiyi said, we looks like a lump in the clothing. I somehow feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXhAGyxM3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/dpTzOoctBo4/s1600-h/DSC05078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391528238429042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXhAGyxM3I/AAAAAAAAAnc/dpTzOoctBo4/s400/DSC05078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXg_V_bdBI/AAAAAAAAAnM/GFdfLift0nc/s1600-h/DSC05069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391515138192402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXg_V_bdBI/AAAAAAAAAnM/GFdfLift0nc/s400/DSC05069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school planned for the student to go to tour around the school and be familiar with the building. But the girl who become my tour guide eventually only show one building which is the school of business. And all I know is damn far! And I have forgotten how to get there because along the way I kept talking with michelle and laugh for her nonsense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tour guide girl brought us to this cafe to drink. Sort of waste the time before we need to go to the sports building, uni of sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXiNIAobyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/6yTW5iMSaoI/s1600-h/DSC05084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302392851414937378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXiNIAobyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/6yTW5iMSaoI/s400/DSC05084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day we had the welcome union by the international club.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At night we went to drink and talk2. Dont really talk to all, just this few people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mete(Turkey), Michelle(Singapore, SMU) and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302392840957352306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXiMhDWWXI/AAAAAAAAAns/T1jgOAVX9oY/s400/DSC05088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicholas(michelle's bf), Anika(Finland), Thomas(Norway)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXiM1OaY-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/vhK-MhAIpAw/s1600-h/DSC05089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302392846372463586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXiM1OaY-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/vhK-MhAIpAw/s400/DSC05089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met alot people from different country but I guess only a few that I will keep in touch with. Sometimes they will just become the hi bye or.. act dont know u after awhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all I know, the asian here, like those who from Singapore, China, are quite united. Probably just like water and oil, the asia and the ang-mo dont really mix for long. After awhile, they will just immerge with their own habitat after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/9921662-6455024752029013482?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6455024752029013482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=6455024752029013482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6455024752029013482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6455024752029013482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/02/school-and-introduction.html' title='The school and introduction'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZXg_e4MduI/AAAAAAAAAnE/jZEOLOyC968/s72-c/DSC05070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-1640760030015222888</id><published>2009-02-10T04:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T05:04:50.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bern'/><title type='text'>Snow. Lost in train to Kenzer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friends said bern normally do not snow as much as this year. And I was quite lucky to be able to enjoy the snowing period because thats what's missing in Indonesia and Singapore apparenly. I was so eager to show to everyone about the falling snow because it was really beautiful. I looked it from my window. Out of curiousity, I open the window and try to catch the snow. It was like the ice from ice kacang. I ate it. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so dark even it is about 8 o clock in the morning. The white spot is the falling snow. The whole street was filled with snow. It has been snowing since night till morning and it only stop at about 5pm on Sunday. I didnt go to church because of that. The snow and dont know how to go. This week we'll contact the cell leader for direction. Hopefully I can go to church this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCWTCXHTzI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JW_pJU07_Mw/s400/DSC05057.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300902015210573618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It looked so beautiful when snowy. Everything is white. And, with the sky reflection, it was actually quite blue. Though I am just a window glass away, they looked like fairy tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCWTeT9kjI/AAAAAAAAAms/albe_KdtbcQ/s400/DSC05061.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300902022713545266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, is a bright sky! with little sunlight entering the window of my room. And I do my laundry for today. I love it. They got this drying machine which dry your clothes immediately after wash! So cool. I dont even need to hang it to dry it. At first I was worried as it might take days to dry with this weather. At the basement of my hostel, there are laundry and music room. The old piano is hidden there, I played it for fun just now. It is a little scary but with no one around, its perfect. &lt;br /&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/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCWTu7HNaI/AAAAAAAAAm0/hXn6Xhp1yaU/s400/DSC05063.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300902027172722082" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to city today to get some groceries and accompanying my new friend from sg, Mei Yi, to buy groceries and sim card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took the picture below at the train station. Here is all about bread and pizza. Asian ingredient and food are really expensive. The products are all written in german. So I dont really understand what we are buying. Like we were very lost when searching for butter. Alot of cheese, magarine, etc look like the butter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCWT78_6xI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Zt5_MU2IThA/s400/DSC05065.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300902030670293778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mei Yi and I got lost afterward when taking the train back from Bern to Bumpliz Nord. It went to Kenzer eventually. Got alittle worried caused my hp is low bat and I still not sure how the train is being operate. Lucky we got home safely. I cooked dinner with mei yi as she is really have no idea about cooking. Though I am quite bad in cooking but in here, I am good enough to be able to cook some dishes compare to those sg students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tml is the registration date. I hope everything can go smoothly.&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/9921662-1640760030015222888?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1640760030015222888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=1640760030015222888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1640760030015222888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1640760030015222888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-lost-in-train-to-kenzer.html' title='Snow. Lost in train to Kenzer.'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCWTCXHTzI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JW_pJU07_Mw/s72-c/DSC05057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3266794299139393974</id><published>2009-02-10T04:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T04:40:15.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bern'/><title type='text'>Ice Skating and got my adaptor @ elektro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is my last day of non-schooling day. I have been slacking at home, playing facebook all the time and cooked breakfast and dinner with friends. Though I did it in Singapore, it just a little different with many strangers around you when you are in the kitchen.&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;Although not totally strangers, they are someone whom you dont know yet. Compare to other level in my hostel, I prefer my kitchen. The equipments are newer, tidy and well equip. The people are very nice too and very close to each other. I hope as time pass, I would get close to them too. It just that they are older and very western to me. I feel slightly timid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Interestingly, my hostel side is called the gold while the others called the sand side. The gold side has their own toilet or shared for 2. The sand side shared the toilet for the whole floor. Though the room looks similar, but the bedsheet are newer for gold side and room is slightly bigger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I asked my germany friends, Sopiah to take me to find adaptor. She brought me to city and we found it. And her friends, ignace invite her to go for ice skating. So me and my sg friend, Wei san, tagged along to play the ice skating. It was fun open the ice skating in the open space. Lucky I could at least skate a little, so I could enjoyed it. We had an afternoon drink on small cafe and I enjoyed my hot black tea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the city we can see the beautiful scenary, the river from the mountain. The old town Bern. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCR_yUXxSI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dyH7DAOYVB4/s400/DSC05042.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897286440076578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking picture at the ice skating rink while waiting for the repairation of the ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCSAf1EWuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/pXwOoumaKTg/s1600-h/DSC05052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCSAf1EWuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/pXwOoumaKTg/s400/DSC05052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897298656811746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is a church, but the picture is not so well taken. So... hmm. Thats weisan &amp;amp; me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCR-8VVSqI/AAAAAAAAAmM/rB5Q9rmv8jU/s1600-h/DSC05038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCR-8VVSqI/AAAAAAAAAmM/rB5Q9rmv8jU/s400/DSC05038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897271948593826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the ice skating with Sopiah and Ignace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCR-HE2JpI/AAAAAAAAAmE/0NLcBQsh3gI/s1600-h/DSC05044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCR-HE2JpI/AAAAAAAAAmE/0NLcBQsh3gI/s400/DSC05044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300897257652364946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3266794299139393974?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3266794299139393974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3266794299139393974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3266794299139393974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3266794299139393974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/02/ice-skating-and-got-my-adaptor-elektro.html' title='Ice Skating and got my adaptor @ elektro'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SZCR_yUXxSI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dyH7DAOYVB4/s72-c/DSC05042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-275983306173098064</id><published>2009-02-07T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:00:17.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my special friend - anne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I just want to say thank you to my friend Anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;She bring forward her her birthday 18 days earlier than the actually bday because of my leaving. I am really appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;And as my gratitude, these pictures are specially made for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Merci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SY17qjWnoXI/AAAAAAAAAls/0IR-A5Q8R1E/s1600-h/anne+23+bday.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SY17qjWnoXI/AAAAAAAAAls/0IR-A5Q8R1E/s1600-h/anne+23+bday.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SY2DD-tJW4I/AAAAAAAAAl0/heM8kWjkEWI/s400/anne+23+bday.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300036440880143234" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SY2DEJ2KFyI/AAAAAAAAAl8/43DRaVUPDPE/s400/anne+23+bday3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300036443870730018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anne.Shelly.Cornelius&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/9921662-275983306173098064?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/275983306173098064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=275983306173098064&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/275983306173098064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/275983306173098064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-special-friend-anne.html' title='To my special friend - anne'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SY2DD-tJW4I/AAAAAAAAAl0/heM8kWjkEWI/s72-c/anne+23+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-8352532170405987949</id><published>2009-02-07T19:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:10:42.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bern'/><title type='text'>My First day - 4 Feb 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SY130KJg6dI/AAAAAAAAAlM/AiuWNlRowRA/s400/Farewell+to+swiss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300024074446105042" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I never thought probably the farewell has been quite a touch memory to have especially when I am in Swiss now. My first day obviously, I had no friend. Though I was being introduce by a friend from Singapore, but she totally forgotten to fetch me during my arrival. But its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So eventually I travelled by myself, from Singapore, Doha, Zurich, Bern, to my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By plane and train with my luggage which is very unfriendly to carry around with. Although I am afraid in my little heart to go around and lost myself, but its truly is adventure. I am so proud of myself to be able to reach safely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even when I reached at the hostel, no one welcome me. I just press the machine for the key. Then I find my own room and try to go in with that room. Really strange. And my mouth is so dry for not talking to people for almost 24 hours except "hi, excuse me, thank you". Live without no one is SUCKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am quite happy with my room. Very Nice. Only not enough light. Table facing the window, which I always wanted. Lots of shelf and shelf behind the bed with sleeping lamp. Totally thank God for the perfect room! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My neighbour mate, knock on my door before I even admiring my room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Her name is Beysa, a Turkish woman, doing her Phd while working in some reseach. Friendly and looks very mature compare to myself. I am sharing Bath room with her which is just outside my room. Toilet and shower are seperated. After brief introduction, I excuse myself as I really tired of the long journey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So back to my room. They bedsheet and blanket were not done. I feel like just jumping to bed and sleep but I cant. So I unpack my lugguage and do my bed, trying to charge my phone. I was shocked when I couldnt charge my laptop and hp. To tired to think, I just go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Suddenly I felt so alone. So I took my bible and read till I fall asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SY15wPk0QvI/AAAAAAAAAlc/lhO9mR67XAs/s400/bern.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300026206206575346" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SY130KJg6dI/AAAAAAAAAlM/AiuWNlRowRA/s1600-h/Farewell+to+swiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-8352532170405987949?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/8352532170405987949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=8352532170405987949&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8352532170405987949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8352532170405987949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/02/exchange-first-day-4-feb-2009.html' title='My First day - 4 Feb 2009'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SY130KJg6dI/AAAAAAAAAlM/AiuWNlRowRA/s72-c/Farewell+to+swiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-7167989084140775351</id><published>2009-01-30T12:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:55:39.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>SG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SYKHw-DUqRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0op9r_0uHtY/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296945387101530386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SYKHw-DUqRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0op9r_0uHtY/s400/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SYKD5L0FcvI/AAAAAAAAAk8/tvNGUcYSg7I/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;one day when u left &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only your name is remain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from now own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;decide how you want others &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to remember you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as a person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is written&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whatever you said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is recorded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like Jason Mraz said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"our name is our virtue"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;carry your name well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like old saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gajah mati meninggalkan gading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;harimau mati meninggalkan belang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;manusia mati meniggalkan nama&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/9921662-7167989084140775351?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/7167989084140775351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=7167989084140775351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7167989084140775351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7167989084140775351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/01/sg.html' title='SG'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SYKHw-DUqRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0op9r_0uHtY/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-2631543583579402599</id><published>2009-01-22T19:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T21:03:54.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture'/><title type='text'>Just review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is at clarke quay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having dinner at Fish Manhattan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SXhpVTvzPoI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/3dqUP6XsIMM/s400/Path+to+remember.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294097176772951682" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;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;People that I hang out with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanna to say my gratitude for all this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing can be replace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SXhpe3KIRRI/AAAAAAAAAkY/WW1bJ3YIprE/s1600-h/my+life+is+colourful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SXhpe3KIRRI/AAAAAAAAAkY/WW1bJ3YIprE/s400/my+life+is+colourful.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294097340897445138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, just want to show off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first day of cut hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at Hair Profile by Kit Lee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not sure whether after wash it will still remain the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SXht4-N5_zI/AAAAAAAAAko/ykJW5B3UHZ8/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SXht4-N5_zI/AAAAAAAAAko/ykJW5B3UHZ8/s320/DSC00156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294102187515445042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: I just realize Picasa is wonderful! haha. How foolish I am to have it for so long but dunno how to use it until today. But its better to know now that clueless at all! Try it, and u will amazed. &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/9921662-2631543583579402599?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/2631543583579402599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=2631543583579402599&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/2631543583579402599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/2631543583579402599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-review.html' title='Just review'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SXhpVTvzPoI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/3dqUP6XsIMM/s72-c/Path+to+remember.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3271140080315869954</id><published>2009-01-22T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:29:22.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bern'/><title type='text'>Preparation</title><content type='html'>My SMU friends has started studying since 3rd January.&lt;br /&gt;While I am doing nothing till now. &lt;br /&gt;My long holiday. &lt;br /&gt;I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My visa finally got approved.&lt;br /&gt;My ticket is settled.&lt;br /&gt;I will be flying on 4 Feb 220 am by Qatar.&lt;br /&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.. but the travel agency said I very lucky today.&lt;br /&gt;Last minutes flight booking but still able to get the cheaper rates. &lt;br /&gt;It is God's Grace! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still many uncertainties that I need to get it settled.&lt;br /&gt;But I have been waiting for exchange since my first year in SMU.&lt;br /&gt;I am nervous and excited as this moment is so near now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3271140080315869954?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3271140080315869954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3271140080315869954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3271140080315869954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3271140080315869954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/01/preparation.html' title='Preparation'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3133293035124622933</id><published>2009-01-05T18:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:10:26.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday school'/><title type='text'>is not the present, is her heart</title><content type='html'>There is a girl &lt;br /&gt;who brought me a Christmas present &lt;br /&gt;A huge pink candle &lt;br /&gt;that's written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;The Love of My Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever we are &lt;br /&gt;and whatever we do&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I share it all&lt;br /&gt;with wonderful you&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so lovely&lt;br /&gt;So gentle &lt;br /&gt;Her skin pale &lt;br /&gt;She seemed to be made of porcelain&lt;br /&gt;Dark brown hair that always look silky&lt;br /&gt;She always wear her favourite pink stocking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only going to school on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;maybe we are her only friends&lt;br /&gt;her parents are too far to be reach&lt;br /&gt;only their loud voices heard at night&lt;br /&gt;so she prayed&lt;br /&gt;"Lord Jesus, please dont make daddy angry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord heard&lt;br /&gt;His daughter calling&lt;br /&gt;Daddy stop angry&lt;br /&gt;She smiled and tell me&lt;br /&gt;"Lord heard my prayer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to Nicole&lt;br /&gt;Sunday School&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3133293035124622933?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3133293035124622933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3133293035124622933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3133293035124622933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3133293035124622933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2009/01/is-not-present-is-her-heart.html' title='is not the present, is her heart'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-8041459084572463766</id><published>2009-01-05T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:39:34.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little thought'/><title type='text'>Freedom?</title><content type='html'>What is freedom?&lt;br /&gt;Is it..&lt;br /&gt;When there is no rule&lt;br /&gt;No restriction&lt;br /&gt;No tradition believe&lt;br /&gt;No limit of your action&lt;br /&gt;When everything is just freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do whatever you want&lt;br /&gt;You can kill the way you like&lt;br /&gt;You can sleep with whoever you want&lt;br /&gt;You can lie as you wish&lt;br /&gt;Will this world be a better place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world nothing is free&lt;br /&gt;Not even freedom&lt;br /&gt;Freedom has its price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the law of the world&lt;br /&gt;There is a payback time &lt;br /&gt;somewhere&lt;br /&gt;one day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-8041459084572463766?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/8041459084572463766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=8041459084572463766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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seemed to be open my eyes wider &lt;br /&gt;about life about people and about myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed in many way&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes I struggle &lt;br /&gt;It is just a part of journey&lt;br /&gt;What God is prepared is way beyond my imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I question God alot&lt;br /&gt;I know God has the reasons for everything&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I just want to know the answer right away&lt;br /&gt;which I hardly receive the answer&lt;br /&gt;until later, can be months or year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that&lt;br /&gt;When my parents told me something,&lt;br /&gt;I listen although I dont understand&lt;br /&gt;I just listen&lt;br /&gt;Until one way, I came to understand what they mean &lt;br /&gt;It takes times for me to understand and absorb &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, &lt;br /&gt;I lost people whom I respect alot&lt;br /&gt;I lost myself some part of my journey &lt;br /&gt;where I am in my gray&lt;br /&gt;I lost my own self for other people&lt;br /&gt;And I began to realise during my break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stay focus&lt;br /&gt;for me not to get lost &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beatiful&lt;br /&gt;only when u want to make it becautiful&lt;br /&gt;Life is priceless &lt;br /&gt;when u taste whats its like to be lifeless&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious &lt;br /&gt;when u want to appreciate and thankful for what you have&lt;br /&gt;Life is about Love&lt;br /&gt;to live and love people make you a life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4526049194395270398?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4526049194395270398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4526049194395270398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4526049194395270398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4526049194395270398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-to-2008.html' title='End to 2008'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6334857612623788874</id><published>2008-12-11T18:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:21:00.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cartoon Violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Tree Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mondo.happytreefriends.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/happy-tree-friends.jpg" border="0" alt="happytreefriend" width="50%" height="100%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mondo.happytreefriends.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things Bear Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thingsbearslove.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/fabric1.png" border="0" alt="bear1" width="50%"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/fabric2.png" border="0" alt="bear2" width="50%"/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thingsbearslove.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder what this author thinking when they created these cartoons character. The title are so cute. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;Tree Friends. Things Bear &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;. I am sure the author cant think of anything funny besides laughing at some cruel stuff.&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/9921662-6334857612623788874?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6334857612623788874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=6334857612623788874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6334857612623788874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6334857612623788874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/12/cv.html' title='CV'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-1132391013966979696</id><published>2008-12-04T12:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:10:23.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah yuan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In memorial of Dwayne Tay Seck Wang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;may you rest in peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Our prayer will always be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;01 Dec 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Dwayne-Tay-Seck-Wang/37182263819"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;rememberance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sometimes life is hard to face with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sometimes night seem so black and lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but remember we are here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;we are still your friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;no matter where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;your presence once will stay for lifetime in our heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;may u find your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and return safely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;to Heavenly Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-1132391013966979696?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1132391013966979696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=1132391013966979696&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1132391013966979696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1132391013966979696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/12/ah-yuan.html' title='Ah yuan'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-7946035294347133608</id><published>2008-11-11T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:28:33.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I touch a romance story book. Maybe almost 2 years. Normally newspaper or school paper kept me occupy my day especially when I sat in the bus. A few days ago, I had the urge to read romance story. Story can remind me how thankful I should be to be who I am. It bring me to the world of my own imagination. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could almost deaf when I read. The world seem so peace and the words I read whisper slowly in my ear, bringing me deep inside. No wonder even when technology has advance with games and tv as the entertainment, books and story will never die. It's classic. It makes your sould something comes alive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to be great fan of book but I have stop it long time ago. Last time I read English book for the shake of brushing up my english. But false hope. I am bad in language. I enjoyed reading novel in Indonesia language. But since it was so hard to get Indo novel in sg, I simply stop reading. But today while I read this english novel, I find myself enjoying it. It remind me, people change when time change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-7946035294347133608?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/7946035294347133608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=7946035294347133608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7946035294347133608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7946035294347133608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/11/story.html' title='Story'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5143280606536492869</id><published>2008-11-04T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:00:43.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gateaway</title><content type='html'>Time passed so fast when I was busy&lt;div&gt;Without I realized.. this year almost over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am busy, weary, exhausted, worry of everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How much I wish the time stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had always been dreaming of having a house with pool facing the clear blue beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the world is not limited by world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But endless horizon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SRBvvi2b_WI/AAAAAAAAAaA/P05UOQflUvc/s400/w2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264830826995776866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SRBwqbq7EBI/AAAAAAAAAaI/_LBtt_0f_e4/s400/w1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264831838680715282" /&gt;One day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if my dream didnt come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I know I can go to here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make my dream happen for a day or two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I will remember it for life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5143280606536492869?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5143280606536492869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5143280606536492869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5143280606536492869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5143280606536492869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/11/gateaway.html' title='Gateaway'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SRBvvi2b_WI/AAAAAAAAAaA/P05UOQflUvc/s72-c/w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-7572755284355463875</id><published>2008-10-15T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:40:47.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Stuff I'm in love now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love the leather stuff from vietnam. I bought this little elephant phone strap. So cute right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPYAVq5-t0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/tj7GhcIljZ0/s1600-h/DSC04574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPYAVq5-t0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/tj7GhcIljZ0/s400/DSC04574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257389987296360258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the mug I got from the handicap factory in vietnam. They made this from egg shell and sea shell. I like it alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPYAWap5YqI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Mf7hzBiYBlI/s1600-h/DSC04575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPYAWap5YqI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Mf7hzBiYBlI/s400/DSC04575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257390000113803938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got an ipod for myself. After my old one lost but now is found in the washing machine. hoho... These ipod is not as good as my old one. It looks like made of some cheap plastic which make iik iik sound when u click on it. But lucky I got it slightly cheaper with friend's help! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPYAWjP8I9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/MDoBKsXH2LU/s1600-h/DSC04573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPYAWjP8I9I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/MDoBKsXH2LU/s400/DSC04573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257390002420851666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-7572755284355463875?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/7572755284355463875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=7572755284355463875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7572755284355463875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7572755284355463875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-stuff-im-in-love-now.html' title='Little Stuff I&apos;m in love now'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPYAVq5-t0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/tj7GhcIljZ0/s72-c/DSC04574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-1139448863123523170</id><published>2008-10-15T21:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:35:13.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam - Ho chi Minh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 Oct 2008 - 8 Oct 2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is so unprepared trip I ever been too. I booked the flight ticket like 1 months before the departure time. I informed my mom about it. But who knows suddenly my dad disagree on letting me go! He had never disagreed on my other trip but this. Because of that I didnt prepare anything, no hotel book, we didnt do research on where to go .. nothing!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So on 5am, Shallum, Roy, Lynn and me went to the budget terminal for the morning flight 8.30am on Tiger airway! We were not awake yet while we on board and we slept the whole journey there. These like simply lazy bump of people going away for simply travelling! hoho&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;When we reach there, we took cab to hotel and it cost us US$10!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;We just told him to bring us to city and drop us at hotel recommended by GlenGwen(these name is so suitable for clothing brand name!). We got into some decent 2 star hotel @ city. It is US$35/room. Nice clean big bed hotel where everyday someone clean the room for u. We also got free breakfast. Quite worth it. Although initially we wanted to move hotel, but again, these lazy bump people like us, just dun bother to waste time to change to another hotel. So we stay at the same hotel for 5 days. haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have no clue except to go to the Binh Tham market. So we decided to go there. After that.. we stuck on where to go! Sound so ridiculous. So we just walk and walk and walk for the first day around the town. So we gave up as we found nothing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;See how bored and tired we are?!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXwztoVqwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/lzyJdvepmPY/s1600-h/DSC04244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXwztoVqwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/lzyJdvepmPY/s320/DSC04244.JPG" border="0" alt="pho" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257372911237704450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While walking around, I found a shop where they sell the old photos and many other old old stuff. Its very artisitic in the way but also eerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXw0tLzsqI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/975H4nIvbbg/s1600-h/DSC04388.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXvksg0X7I/AAAAAAAAAXI/NRxYdMwkY1g/s1600-h/DSC04253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXvksg0X7I/AAAAAAAAAXI/NRxYdMwkY1g/s320/DSC04253.JPG" border="0" alt="po" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257371553728061362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided to go to the travel agent to ask for place of interest. And they told us "MEKONG RIVER". We went there on the next day. It is 2 hour bus ride plus 30 min boat. It's just a YELLOW RIVER. Indeed it is brown! Full of mud. They show how to make coconut candy. -.-|| And also interesting rice wine but taste disgusting. The lunch serve is delicious. after that, go back another 2 hour bus drive and 30 min boat UNDER THE HOT HOT HOT SUN! But it is fun when we were allow to try to row row the boat at the narrow river. And the people pass by will say, "give money give money". Pathetic. Vietnamese cannot speak english well, but when it come to the words MONEY, they can say it very fluently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wohoo. nice picture. row row boat at the dirty yellow river.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXvlBYn2UI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2I6tLNj3Ob0/s1600-h/DSC04331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXvlBYn2UI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2I6tLNj3Ob0/s320/DSC04331.JPG" border="0" alt="boat" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257371559330830658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day we went to China town market. We heard it is very cheap at there compare to Binh Tham market. So we go there. It sold in bulk, so the seller dont even bother to entertain us. :( Somemore since it is not for tourist, they cant speak English at all. Oh gosh! Out trip there is quite a waste, but luckily I got to buy klipling bag that cost sg$10! wohoo.. so cheap~ ~ ~ It's Dong100,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh ya, the taxi there is freaking expensive. We had one day tour with this taxi driver and we have to pay him for US$80! But he brought us around, better than sitting in the bus. He brought us to the ThemePark, which is like far far away from town. Themepark got nobody!We feel like own it except we have to pay for every game. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See how empty! Only us! This is the 4D theater.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1xQ5ZdFI/AAAAAAAAAYY/IFoyLABMtv4/s1600-h/DSC04475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1xQ5ZdFI/AAAAAAAAAYY/IFoyLABMtv4/s320/DSC04475.JPG" border="0" alt="4d" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257378366723028050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 4D is the bestest. To make the movie real, they even have the thing to poke you on your chair. So painful la! poke poke poke during the show. WTH right?! See the little white dot on the chair. It poke me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1x5KzA6I/AAAAAAAAAYg/OV-AK0AnxKA/s1600-h/DSC04473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1x5KzA6I/AAAAAAAAAYg/OV-AK0AnxKA/s320/DSC04473.JPG" border="0" alt="empty seat" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257378377533424546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The themepark rollercoaster and all other game are close! Except the crocodile farm. So many of them there! Roy and Lum feed this crocodile with fish meat. Yucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX8qx6MCsI/AAAAAAAAAZI/oJb1Qn21fHI/s1600-h/DSC04455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX8qx6MCsI/AAAAAAAAAZI/oJb1Qn21fHI/s320/DSC04455.JPG" border="0" alt="cro" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257385951907023554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1yqeYL0I/AAAAAAAAAYw/sPm8KvgEoMs/s1600-h/DSC04463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1yqeYL0I/AAAAAAAAAYw/sPm8KvgEoMs/s320/DSC04463.JPG" border="0" alt="feeding" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257378390768889666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the chinese dynatic. Which suppose to be the fake dynastic. Very bright and shining with gold colour. We sit at King and Queen chair with layman clothes. hohoo&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX8qkpqgsI/AAAAAAAAAZA/yUzuMLyyTYE/s1600-h/DSC04422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX8qkpqgsI/AAAAAAAAAZA/yUzuMLyyTYE/s320/DSC04422.JPG" border="0" alt="kingdom" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257385948348056258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also went to cu chi tunnel. Its the tunnel made by vietnamese during the World War II. It's damn small and long tunnel underground. Shallum cannot go in for definate. Vietnam people are small build, probably about my size or slightly smaller even for the man. But the girls there are pretty, sexy and have very nice complexion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's the max he can go in. Hhaha.. he cannot enter the tunnel. This tunnel has been expanded for tourism purpose. Imagine how small the original tunnel.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXw0tLzsqI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/975H4nIvbbg/s1600-h/DSC04388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXw0tLzsqI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/975H4nIvbbg/s320/DSC04388.JPG" border="0" alt="cu chi" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257372928297906850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weapon use during the war. We got to try to shoot the real gun! &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXvl5fdTGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Qh8NTAs7bYU/s1600-h/DSC04398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXvl5fdTGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Qh8NTAs7bYU/s320/DSC04398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257371574391884898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to water puppet show! I hate the puppet, they looked so ugly. But it was quite a nice show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXwz-vCZRI/AAAAAAAAAYA/0aNFZYHyGkM/s320/DSC04264.JPG" border="0" alt="puppet" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257372915829204242" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then out of nowhere got this guy looks like norman. I was so shocked. haha.. I think he miss lum too much that we went Vietnam to find lum. bwahahaaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXw0e62y_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/KLzdjkt2dNs/s1600-h/DSC04268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXw0e62y_I/AAAAAAAAAYI/KLzdjkt2dNs/s320/DSC04268.JPG" border="0" alt="nor" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257372924468710386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our second last day we rented bike to go around vietnam. US$7. U know why very cheap? Because driving or riding in vietnam is very scary. They have no traffic rules. The bike can just run at the people shop platform. When you cross the road, close your eyes and cross. The car and bike will find a way to 'Siam' from u! Oh ya, we went around using the small map we've gotten for free. And alot of road is not appearing on the map. As the result, we go to the wrong way and so lucky, Police saw it. Tada.. we got caught by police and kana sg$10 fine for each bike. hahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;messy traffic!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXwzLpKeyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/7AWMIr9YxEA/s1600-h/DSC04239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXwzLpKeyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/7AWMIr9YxEA/s320/DSC04239.JPG" border="0" alt="messy" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257372902114360098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready on the ride. Vespa like. haha. vespa only for local. Ours similar to vespa.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX8rdohjxI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WvoPSAjR9Ac/s1600-h/DSC04510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX8rdohjxI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WvoPSAjR9Ac/s320/DSC04510.JPG" border="0" alt="fun" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257385963644096274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kanna catch by police. haha&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1yBvl0nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/BWmDus_3VW0/s1600-h/DSC04547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1yBvl0nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/BWmDus_3VW0/s320/DSC04547.JPG" border="0" alt="police" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257378379835232882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the way back, I got no mood. I got food poisoning. Too much coffee and vietnam food smell, make me dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1y_zgV8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/vEAxCmQ9kUs/s1600-h/DSC04568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1y_zgV8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/vEAxCmQ9kUs/s320/DSC04568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257378396494649282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPX1yBvl0nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/BWmDus_3VW0/s1600-h/DSC04547.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-1139448863123523170?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1139448863123523170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=1139448863123523170&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1139448863123523170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1139448863123523170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/10/vietnam-ho-chi-minh.html' title='Vietnam - Ho chi Minh'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SPXwztoVqwI/AAAAAAAAAX4/lzyJdvepmPY/s72-c/DSC04244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3412826293528710866</id><published>2008-09-13T14:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:59:05.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some weird day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was very late for meeting!&lt;div&gt;my alarm didnt ring! ~ ok maybe it did but i was so tired i didnt hear it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was rushing to school after receiving call from my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of panicking, i keep forgetting thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I run out of the house to the bus stop. Once I reached the bus stop I realised, MY LAPTOP! S***! I was thinking for awhile. Without laptop I cannot do anything.. so I went back home agaiN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in time when I reach home, the house phone rang. My bf called. So I talked to him while taking my laptop. I walked out and locked the house while still talking with my bf in my HOUSE PHONE! oh gosh. Of course I have to go back and put back my house phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I reach sch.. I take the lift to 3rd floor. I was alone! Then the lift suddenly sounded, "The lift is overloaded. It cannot take any more weight." Then I looked around me.. I WAS ALONE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think.. I havent wake up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3412826293528710866?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3412826293528710866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3412826293528710866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3412826293528710866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3412826293528710866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-weird-day.html' title='Some weird day'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5595998823547192449</id><published>2008-08-25T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:32:28.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For One More Day</title><content type='html'>I had emotional morning today&lt;br /&gt;Not because of dream, or any bad news&lt;br /&gt;but because of TV! The movie show.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a fan of Oprah, but just now I watched her show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was featuring about a book '&lt;strong&gt;foronemoreday&lt;/strong&gt;',&lt;br /&gt;which was made into a movie&lt;br /&gt;While watching the show,&lt;br /&gt;it really trigger my thought&lt;br /&gt;If I have one more day to live,&lt;br /&gt;who I would like to meet and what I would want to say and do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think and think and think..&lt;br /&gt;I think I am not ready to face that kind of situation&lt;br /&gt;I would like to meet all the people I love&lt;br /&gt;ALL!! Each of them are so important with different kind of love&lt;br /&gt;And I would never be complete without it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE! I am starting being emotional again..&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ I think I will get the book if I can find it&lt;br /&gt;Was written by Mitch Albom - For One More Day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5595998823547192449?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5595998823547192449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5595998823547192449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5595998823547192449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5595998823547192449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-one-more-day.html' title='For One More Day'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-2072546493479031022</id><published>2008-08-20T11:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:05:32.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want blue</title><content type='html'>And again..&lt;br /&gt;I long for blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236445837069103746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKuXvrQTsoI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bka17nOAeyE/s400/Maldives_2EP114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-2072546493479031022?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/2072546493479031022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=2072546493479031022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/2072546493479031022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/2072546493479031022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want-blue.html' title='i want blue'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKuXvrQTsoI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bka17nOAeyE/s72-c/Maldives_2EP114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4016631984839222565</id><published>2008-08-15T00:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:41:01.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nihon Mura doncc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is my FAmily. The pretty ladies.. or infact the group has move from ladies to girl generation. We had our dinner at Nihon Mura! Like the name Nihon = Japan. Mura = Cheap! hahaha. I think the owner is Japanese-Indonesian. This is the group picture. Alot of missing member who are not in the picture. Kesiannn deh Fitrii~ yang selalu miss outing kita.. Kesiann deh Rica yang lagi sibuk prelim.. Kesian deh anne yg lagi sakit.. Uenak lhoo sushi naaa... hohohho Gratis pula~ hahaa Yah silakan merasa iri. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRmDF1GYaI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MxHi9Vn3Ll4/s1600-h/n726565470_3842689_7830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420870201893282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRmDF1GYaI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MxHi9Vn3Ll4/s400/n726565470_3842689_7830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh today we are so lucky to have monica in our FA. She got Nikon D80. And I really love her camera! See the difference of the photos!!! OMG! I am going to buy DSLR camera ONE DAY. haha.. yeah.. when will the day come ?? Maybe God is listening to my request now. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the pic, lola, me, yessi, ci vena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRlxgDPv8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/xh91ar9_Myc/s1600-h/Lo,Shel,Yes,Fe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234420568002904002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRlxgDPv8I/AAAAAAAAAWc/xh91ar9_Myc/s400/Lo,Shel,Yes,Fe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose today outing is to celebrate my sis Debby birthday. But it already late for 2 weeks. And this is her 4th cake. hahaha.. Lucky girl~ And this time, the cake doesnt land on her face. haha.. Unlike the previous cake. hohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRlKB4Z_UI/AAAAAAAAAWM/oqDneuz1d3o/s1600-h/Debby3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234419889889475906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRlKB4Z_UI/AAAAAAAAAWM/oqDneuz1d3o/s400/Debby3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ups. Notice there is a missing candle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here another pic of us. Hoho the left side is Fidel~ She is so cute. She is staying with me now. I pray hard God dont make her slim too fast. I am gonna to miss her chubbiness. I love chubby people now. hahahaa. Her friend, Tasa,.. is another crazy girl. Okay they are like 15 yrs old! Omg! But They make me feel like I am back to my youthful life.. ahaha.. i sounded as if I am 80. The rest are ci Rita, Yessy, and Ervina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRk0RgZp4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/T3mBX01CW-8/s1600-h/7Beauties.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234419516126635906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRk0RgZp4I/AAAAAAAAAWE/T3mBX01CW-8/s400/7Beauties.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is the photographer and the camera owner! and she is my long lost friend. haha.. Thanks Mon for all the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234429307184009218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRtuMCY0AI/AAAAAAAAAWs/G8Zsthne_I4/s400/Shel,Momo2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4016631984839222565?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4016631984839222565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4016631984839222565&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4016631984839222565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4016631984839222565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/08/nihon-mura-doncc.html' title='Nihon Mura doncc'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRmDF1GYaI/AAAAAAAAAWk/MxHi9Vn3Ll4/s72-c/n726565470_3842689_7830.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5441220090443073032</id><published>2008-08-15T00:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:44:24.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday Daddy</title><content type='html'>On 13 August is my Dad Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sent him a simple sms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Papi HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Wish daddy stay happy and youthful always. May God Bless you abundantly. Love u daddy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For your info, my daddy is learning English now at 53 years old. He came from low education, probably a secondary school graduate. I really really admirer his eagerness on learning English. And I really proud to have him as my dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he replied my sms,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ok thank you very much for your attationt, I am very happy until now God give me a life and can look my doute and my sun study very hurt for future. I am very sory cam;t do enything what I must to do, because my back groun seckull very lower. ok we must thank Jesus has been gived good life for our famely. Take care and study hurt for you future. sincenly you father."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smile and cried when I read his message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the best parents in the world. Both my dad and my mom. Love them very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234414605649617426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRgWcjcohI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6gR90U-pPZs/s320/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234413108396570338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRe_S2gNuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/s5Z782fWTqM/s320/DSC02497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My biggest happiness, is when I see my parents happy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5441220090443073032?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5441220090443073032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5441220090443073032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5441220090443073032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5441220090443073032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-bday-daddy.html' title='Happy Bday Daddy'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRgWcjcohI/AAAAAAAAAV8/6gR90U-pPZs/s72-c/DSC00319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3860096611791714051</id><published>2008-08-14T23:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:55:51.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melaka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRStM6sAsI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zt00EOi-X68/s1600-h/Melaka+aug+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234399603426329282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRStM6sAsI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zt00EOi-X68/s400/Melaka+aug+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRTZWWo3MI/AAAAAAAAAVk/4ldX5-ffh3U/s1600-h/Melaka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234400361873726658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRTZWWo3MI/AAAAAAAAAVk/4ldX5-ffh3U/s400/Melaka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the very first time I travel a long distance by bike. It was 2 hour ride, on 160km/h for 2 hours. It is exciting at first but it get quite bored after sometimes. Being pillion, I cant sleep, cant talk to anyone, cant see anything! Just sit and hold tight. I sit on the bike for 4 hour that day.&lt;br /&gt;People.. I dont recommend this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But visiting Melaka is not bad. They have alot of historical place to see. I think a great place to take photograph. In fact I saw 2 wedding people taking picture as they have really quite a good oldish style. The portugal and dutch culture is preserved well. A day trip is enough in Melaka. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, in case any of you is travelling to melaka, let me tell you,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234404403613736946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRXEnAjH_I/AAAAAAAAAVs/SlsVfr-2sYQ/s320/board.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They called mineral water as SKY Juice~ haha.. At first I was wondering wht is SKY JUICE! I wanted to try as they name sound interesting. Then I read the price.. RM 0.40. Something is really wrong! Then I read the chinese words.. my jaw drop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah! I finally got to taste the Satay Celup! The famous food in Melaka. Okay.. it's damn nice. Thanks to Lum for allowing me try coz it is non-halal. It worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3860096611791714051?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3860096611791714051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3860096611791714051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3860096611791714051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3860096611791714051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/08/melaka.html' title='Melaka'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SKRStM6sAsI/AAAAAAAAAVc/zt00EOi-X68/s72-c/Melaka+aug+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4327039112916821067</id><published>2008-08-08T23:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T23:39:53.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RP crazy girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally after 2 years, we were able to drag auntie Jenifer out from her cave! And this auntie as expected late! hahaha coz too long in the cave cant find her way to Paragon, Soup Spoon. And thanks to Jialing for dragging us to Soup Spoon, just because she want us to use her card to get the stamp!! OMG~ can u believe it?!!!?!~~ Oh beside that two crazy people at least there is one normal girl name XiangYing joining us. hahahaa &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;Let me introdure all this woman to you. Firstly, this auntie with big mole name Jenifer. Noisy girl all the time. :) I kinda miss her naggy after 2 years of silence in my study time. We used to study together back in Poly! I went to her house at BUKIT TIMAH! AND HAVE TO WALK SO FAR INSIDE!! Omg.. thanks that day is over. And no more lailo~ her dog that keep playing with my feet during the study time. Jen ah,.. never changed at all except her hair has become curly because eat too much maggie mee. Hhahaaha..of course no la. She just too stress never see me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232169133085004242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SJxmGvZLkdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PgL4h0onIB4/s320/DSC04072.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another woman is Jialing. Oh ya, this girl same school with me in SMU. She is the source of the hot gossip! hahahaha.. Oh yeah, if u want more update, she is the person you should go to. Come on la, she keep telling us who sleep with who until our jaws open with amusement listen to her high level information. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232168454998063298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SJxlfRUp-MI/AAAAAAAAAVE/NE5uCxZxhOA/s320/DSC04058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jialing and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is Xiang Ying? Omg, did I said she is normal? Emm.. but not so normal also. hahaha.. You will understand when you look at the picture. hahaha.. The girl with sunglass behind the drinks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232169764729543426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SJxmrgc-WwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9ua6tuO6J1Y/s320/DSC04067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jen, XiangYing, Jialing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the conclusion.. I am the normal one. I am meeting some asylum patients today after 2 years. Thank God for making them entertain me today. Anyway I really had a good laugh today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4327039112916821067?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4327039112916821067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4327039112916821067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4327039112916821067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4327039112916821067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/08/rp-crazy-girls.html' title='RP crazy girls'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SJxmGvZLkdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PgL4h0onIB4/s72-c/DSC04072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3706235318505529489</id><published>2008-08-07T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T12:03:25.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B Ball</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, I went to play basketball with Norman and Shallum at Redhill. I mean play play~ haha.. not even a game. We just went there to throw some ball and to sweat! I'm not sure why but basketball game is my favourite sport so far. Though i am not very excel in it, it doesnt matter. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were pretty tired after 2 hour and we began to sit around and chat. Then two person approached us to play a game! Oh man~~ I hate to be challenged. I wanted to say no, but none of my friend turn down the offer, so that stupid norman say, okay use our ball!~ And he was not playing!!! WTH. Thanks to him. I team up with Lum and it was damn funny cause lum had no idea about basketball game. hahaha.. Sorry Lum, but he is still cute~ hahaha.. He is soccer player. Cant blame him. After kanna trash by the strangers, finally Norman willing to take offer Lum place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2 against 2. Two girl and two guys. The girl is damn Tall la! She is taller then Lum and that guy was top-naked. Norman ask me block the girl. THat is so humourous. I like some little kids trying to block this Michael Jordan for Girl version. Damn! My hand cant even touch her head I think. I think we only get 2 score out of their 10 score. haahaha. And I think they began to see we are no match against them la. They ask me to team up with the TALL girl and norman with the naked guy. Finally things work out pretty balance. Not bad la at least I can score 3 ball out of 7. Game won by the girls 5-7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3706235318505529489?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3706235318505529489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3706235318505529489&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3706235318505529489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3706235318505529489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/08/b-ball.html' title='B Ball'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6175033940639890727</id><published>2008-08-04T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:48:07.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long catch up</title><content type='html'>I have ended my internship at Melioris finally.&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is... I dont have to wake up early everyday anymore. hahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;It such a pain to wake up early in the morning~ &lt;br /&gt;Oh~ actually not very early, but still morning, 8 oclock! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;The office start at 9. But if I reach there on time, I cant go in! because I dont have the key to enter. And the earlier employee reach about 9.10am.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to come at LEAST at 9.15 so I dont have to wait at the door. Well.. they force me to do that. What to do? ^u^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I get to rest at home. I am very greatful having my 2 far far away relatives staying with me and my sister. They are very loving and funny. My house seems more lively with their present. Having them here like having another sisters. Well tomorrow morning I am going to cook breakfast for them! I have to wake up at 5 o'clock. So they better say what I cook is delicious! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month I think I ate too much good food. Visited new restaurants that I never go before. Well some was with my parents, we went to &lt;em&gt;Chatterbox &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;seafood center at eastcost &lt;/em&gt;during Debby's 17th bday, went with my bosses to &lt;em&gt;Ming Kee Live Seafood &lt;/em&gt;at macpherson road, went with my cousins, grandma and aunt to &lt;em&gt;Yum Cha&lt;/em&gt;,a Dim Sum Restaurant at China town! That is not included some other restaurant like &lt;em&gt;Fish &amp; Co&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Sakura Buffet&lt;/em&gt;, and Seoul &lt;em&gt;Garden Buffet &lt;/em&gt; all in JULY! It suppose to be Food Crisis period isn't it? That is why I am stocking up myself with good food before its too late. hahahaha Thank you God for blessing me so much! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I met my poly's friends -Mr.KOK and Charlton- to eat Durian at Geylang. At Only Charlton and I were eating durian. So basically we didnt know which stall is good, so we randomly choose one stall. We approached this durian uncle and Charlton was trying to BUY the durian from him. So he began with "Uncle, I want 3 durians." The uncle IGNORED him! Then Charlton asked again, "Uncle, can I get this durian?" The durian uncle, IGNORED him again and continue with his work on choosing the durians. Until we finally stared at each other and just wait for the uncle to look at us. The finally he said, "WHAT YOU WANT?!". Durian la dei!!! He only sell durian wad! ~WAT THE HELL right?! &lt;br /&gt;Then he take the durian and began to choose and let us smell. Then we just say okay. Charlton then tried to choose one and gave it to the uncle. The Uncle took the durian and cut. And then He just throw into the bin! OMG. WE WERE SHOCKED. So we asked the uncle, why you throw the durian?! He said, "You want?! I GIVE YOU FREE?! NAH TAKE TAKE!!" We were Damn nervous la! WTH WE WANT TO EAT DURIAN ONLY~ HE MAKE US FEEL LIKE WE KANNA ROB! Then we said no no its okay. You can throw and choose for us. Then after that we sat down and eat our durian far from him. Omg. I will never go back to that stall!!! &lt;br /&gt;After we finished our durian, Mr.Kok came with his innocent look. Then he studpidly say, Wah you all finish the durian already ah? I thought I wanna to try the durian for the first time! Hello~~ the day before when I asked him out for durian he said he dont eat durian! We then continue to find the soya bean stall.. walk walk walk.. like 1 hour plus.. get lost.. hahahaha.. because they TRUST my direction. HHAHAHAHAa.&lt;br /&gt;sorry dude. I am equally blind as you, I dont know GEYLANG! Finally we decided to go town as it is the most familiar place for all of us. We chat in Starbuck for very long until began to feel funny sensation in our stomach as we have been eating durian with coconut plus coffee. It felt DISGUSTING. Then that 2 guys are kind enough to send me home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the next outing with my girls are not cancel! ^^ I am looking forward~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-6175033940639890727?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6175033940639890727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=6175033940639890727&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6175033940639890727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6175033940639890727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-catch-up.html' title='Long catch up'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-359893598894131400</id><published>2008-07-04T11:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:19:46.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Weird And Hilarious Google Search Results</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;Check this out &lt;br /&gt;http://www.jeetblog.com/5-weird-and-hilarious-google-search-results/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that Google search can be that humourous!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-359893598894131400?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/359893598894131400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=359893598894131400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/359893598894131400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/359893598894131400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/07/5-weird-and-hilarious-google-search.html' title='5 Weird And Hilarious Google Search Results'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4702719724831135666</id><published>2008-06-30T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:09:12.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My old laptop</title><content type='html'>Ever since my brother went abroad to Australia, I have been doing all the technical work at home from repairing light, to reformating computer. Like today I am reformating 2 OLD computers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the computer is 8 years old! I used it when I was in my secondary 3. Well it is dying now. After being pass on from generation to generation.. hahha.. i mean I pass it on to my sister, all the hardware started to tear apart. &lt;br /&gt;It was one of my favourite laptop. Good graphics, nice sound with big screen. Only one thing that makes me cant stand with it, its the weight. It's over 3 kg. It is killing me when I used that laptop during poly time. It is so heavy until it give me a bad backache. So I stop using it ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after so many years of having laptop.. I had never do reformating by myself. I am so dumb. I always go to my school IT helpdesk, or my brother or rely on my friend. Muahhahhaa.. Only today I manage to do it my self. Succeded la of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my fujitsu is dying. I cant reformat. The battery didnt work very well. What should I do with this laptop!! Omg~ Such an headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4702719724831135666?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4702719724831135666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4702719724831135666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4702719724831135666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4702719724831135666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-old-laptop.html' title='My old laptop'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4232502683193603325</id><published>2008-06-24T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:32:29.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario Boss</title><content type='html'>For those who has been stressing up... PLease relax yourself with this.. :) Childhood game... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgetserver.com/syndication/subscriber/InsertWidget.js?appId=4350f7c5-a85b-4655-b097-68dee7b29f40"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4232502683193603325?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4232502683193603325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4232502683193603325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4232502683193603325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4232502683193603325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/06/mario-boss.html' title='Mario Boss'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3687683874073979735</id><published>2008-06-18T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:18:53.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Habits of mine</title><content type='html'>From Rorra&lt;br /&gt;"Rules : Each blogger start with ten random facts or habit about themselves. Blogger that had been tagged to do have to post out 10 random facts/habits about themselves . At the end of it , blogger have to tag ten people to do the quiz." I will follow half of the rules. Haha.. which is filled my random habit coz ms. rorrraaa has 'requested'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I dont adore animals. I hate hairy animal. I hate cats and rats especially. I hate worms. Big No NO to pets. But Im fans of animal planet show. Haha. Wednesday night at arts central 10 pm. HAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I have to put 5 or more alarm on my phone to make it keep ringing2 so that I wont late. HAhaha.. Even so.. I will still pressing the snoore snoore snoore button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I am very clean person. Huhauhauha.. it just I have no time to clean my house. But when I started to do it, I wont stop. I can spend the whole day just to clean my house.. Every details of it will be clear. BUaahahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I am afraid of height. I just realise it recently when I climb a temple which is about 10 storey.. my legs were trembling like hell. BUt I lovee to play those thrilling game like pirate and roller coaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) The best part of meal should be reserve for the last mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Love to have different identity of personality. Like feminime at one time, tomboy at another time etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) When u are close to me.. I have habits to touch your armpit. Huahaha.. Ups.. Especially my siblings and cousins would know about this very well.. Huahaahhaa sorry pep.. It is just so automatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I am afraid of people chasing me. PLease dont do this to me kids.. as I will get nightmare afterthat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I used to believe the plants can hear me or I am still believing. Thus.. talk to your plants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I pour my sadness into my own "world of arts". Buahahahaha.. well well hidden talent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many many more habits which should remain mistery. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3687683874073979735?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3687683874073979735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3687683874073979735&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3687683874073979735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3687683874073979735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/06/habits-of-mine.html' title='Habits of mine'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6312723253864860168</id><published>2008-06-12T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:14:15.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you need some fibre?</title><content type='html'>I read an article at &lt;a href="http://www.fitsugar.com/"&gt;http://www.fitsugar.com&lt;/a&gt; on how juice should actually be drink in order to gain the maximum effort of.. dieting. Alot of people assume that drinking fruit juice is actually helping in your diet. This assumption is almost right if they drink the fruit juice with things that is being filter. It is because the fibre are all there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... of course I would believe that article. That is when I decided to buy the blender!! Instead of buying the juice filter. I also buy lots of fruits in order to try it out. Exactly 2 days ago, I pour every fruits that I could find in the refrigerator and put in inside the blender. Of course at first it stuck.. haha... cause it too much and I need to put water a little bit to start of. Fruits like orange, grape, pear, jambu.. It ended up like red-brownish colour.. hehe.. but it taste really good. The only thing is, hard to swallow. Dont try to drink this when you eat your main course meal. It will give u hard time to finish your meal and you tend to be quite full after drinking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. after 2 days then it started to take effect on me.. You will start to have funny feeling on your stomach and you have always be near toilet in case it is urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all.. what the articles said is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-6312723253864860168?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6312723253864860168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=6312723253864860168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6312723253864860168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6312723253864860168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/06/do-you-need-some-fibre.html' title='Do you need some fibre?'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5719681662069051570</id><published>2008-06-06T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:00:47.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand</title><content type='html'>I am so lucky being involved in this exhibition that my intern company, MELIORIS, was exchibiting. Events for finance professionals, "&lt;a href="http://www.frost-gss.com/"&gt;2007 Global Sourcing Summit&lt;/a&gt;" at Grand Copthorne Waterfall! I didnt know that hotel exist.. okay it is a grant hotel just like the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I did NOTHING. Just stand on the booth and my boss do all the talking. The people who were there are all at least manager, director,... bla bla. So boss talk. So good la this kind of job. Me and my intern friends were just looking at our bosses who were busying collecting name card. Hahaha.. instead I feel like the boss watching my employee running about. Jkjk.. They are very good bosses who always treat us lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the event is of course the FOOD! I was there from 9am - 6pm, but amazingly my stomach never never felt hungry. I felt FULL ALL THE TIME. Well GRAND hotel serve GRAND food of course. And they have like&lt;br /&gt;- breakfast&lt;br /&gt;- breakfast tea&lt;br /&gt;- lunch - full course meal !!&lt;br /&gt;- tea break&lt;br /&gt;- tea break&lt;br /&gt;free flow drinks like coffee and tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. and the day is over today. Sadly.. I have to eat normal food in the office canteen again. No more free decilious grand meal for me. hahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5719681662069051570?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5719681662069051570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5719681662069051570&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5719681662069051570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5719681662069051570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/06/grand.html' title='Grand'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-8946551789695542720</id><published>2008-06-02T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:41.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SEQNDzUyzPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JtXYp-AzlNs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207301428115328242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="204" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SEQNDzUyzPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JtXYp-AzlNs/s320/untitled.bmp" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i felt worried unease and anxious when woke up in the morning. i tried to understand about the past but i knew i never will. but why these heart is keep asking me? when silence come, i saw myself was being carried back to the past. and i am trying to run away from it and keep looking straight in front. i have surrender all that as my good memories that lives in my heart. so what am i worrying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i look up to the sky. it looks so beautiful at the day time when sun shine and cloud shimmer by its light. or even when the sky is in clear blue sky. or when the rain is coming, the cloud flow together. when i look up to the sky at night, the stars are blinking like diamond. the big moon is as bright as smiling at me. the cloud dancing beautifully like the comfortable cotton candy. no matter in what seasons what day what month or when and where am I, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;i am always looking at u. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-8946551789695542720?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/8946551789695542720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=8946551789695542720&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8946551789695542720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8946551789695542720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/06/precious.html' title='precious'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SEQNDzUyzPI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JtXYp-AzlNs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-8526625714084455870</id><published>2008-05-31T18:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:39:27.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His day</title><content type='html'>I saw God's day is coming&lt;br /&gt;I felt God's way is opened up&lt;br /&gt;I am trembled by His work of hand&lt;br /&gt;and I cry out to Him&lt;br /&gt;to slow down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unstoppable disaster&lt;br /&gt;Unavoidable food crisis&lt;br /&gt;Multiplication of new diseases&lt;br /&gt;Awful economic waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down God&lt;br /&gt;Forgive us Lord&lt;br /&gt;Pity the people who dont know You&lt;br /&gt;I cried for You Lord&lt;br /&gt;To save them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless Your mighty name&lt;br /&gt;My only living God&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-8526625714084455870?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/8526625714084455870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=8526625714084455870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8526625714084455870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8526625714084455870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/05/his-day.html' title='His day'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3057642915665154026</id><published>2008-05-24T00:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:43.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tioman - 17 18 19 may 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the pic can be view at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/celie.ah/Tioman02"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/celie.ah/Tioman02&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onclick="onClickUnsafeLink(event);" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jessnlewis/TiomanMay2008?authkey=YE__F7HN1Iw" target="_blank"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/jessnlewis/TiomanMay2008?authkey=YE__F7HN1Iw&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It felt so good to be able to go travel in the busy time~!&lt;br /&gt;We were so enthusiastic for this trip that we have to woke up at 5am! The bus departing at 6am from DFS.. ZzzZz we were half awake eating our mac donald and seat in the back of the bus. Pretty comfortable. From Johor, they changed to smaller bus and it was so uncomfortable. Imagining lum and me who is getting fatter everyday got to squeeze on the seats for 4 hoursss... We were still smiling happily cause lum got alot nonsense story to tell and he geniusly has PSP to accompany our boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtDcbEAZI/AAAAAAAAATE/2rSkKOm1fyM/s1600-h/DSC03814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203607062898278802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtDcbEAZI/AAAAAAAAATE/2rSkKOm1fyM/s320/DSC03814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way, I saw this Harley Family Fans. Meaning the dad, mom and daughter were so rocks wearing Harley attire with they bike. So cool la! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtFcbEAaI/AAAAAAAAATM/p_olE5X9AUk/s1600-h/DSC03815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203607097258017186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtFcbEAaI/AAAAAAAAATM/p_olE5X9AUk/s320/DSC03815.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we reached at Teluk Gemuk, near mersing wait for ferry to bring us to Tioman. The ferry was delayed for 3 hours! Finally it came and again, it was so packed that we need to seat in the squeezy seats.. Arg.. my butt was so painful when I reached Tioman at 5pm. 1 day wasted for journey alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is at the harbour. It is a breath taking view! Afterall all the journey is worth to enjoy these beautiful land. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtGcbEAbI/AAAAAAAAATU/tEywnwYG5Xk/s1600-h/DSC03823.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203607114437886386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtGcbEAbI/AAAAAAAAATU/tEywnwYG5Xk/s320/DSC03823.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone was ready to touch Tioman sand~ We walked fast fast even with our bulky back especially Ms. Gwen. Haha Miss Bulky Bag la her. She will bring all her household stuff when she was travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtGsbEAcI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZmOq4cX6eYo/s1600-h/DSC03826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203607118732853698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtGsbEAcI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZmOq4cX6eYo/s320/DSC03826.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of people there have a happy life, enjoyable jobs such as boat rider. They worked on and off whenever they want. At night they will drink bear and enjoy at the sea side. Tioman = Relax lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtG8bEAdI/AAAAAAAAATk/P16eFzl7LME/s1600-h/DSC03829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203607123027821010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtG8bEAdI/AAAAAAAAATk/P16eFzl7LME/s320/DSC03829.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These is the long street we have to walk to go out of the Berjaya Hotel. It such a big resorts that it was so tiring just to go out from it. They have tennis court, Golf! swimming pool, beautiful beach, spa, DONKEY! and etc. That night we ate seafood accompanying buy cats family! The guy were having fun betting on the cats who will win to catch the big fish bone.. wth right! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203609506734670338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbvRsbEAgI/AAAAAAAAAT8/bxY7-L7_jkA/s320/DSC03843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So this is the place me, gwen, lum and glen stayed. Side by side and got connecting door inside. While lewis and jessie at seperate house. Satisfying place to stay, they have fan and aircon! They have lots of red ants too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203609480964866530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbvQMbEAeI/AAAAAAAAATs/LhqhVH4QTWk/s320/DSC03836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Maybe the next visit to Tioman I want to try the vila/chalet style. This is the chalet. So pretty right. It's like 4 rooms together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203609489554801138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbvQsbEAfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/-ccyj0aUIWU/s320/DSC03840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At night we went to one cozy place beside the beach. I really love the ambience, dim light with ragee songs and the breese of the night sea blow into my skins, it gives me perfect sensation!!! Ahh.. i cant forget. There were some village family were playing this fire game. Not very sure what are they doing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203614287033270882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbzn8bEAmI/AAAAAAAAAUs/7G9wfGWWFoo/s320/DSC03850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The next morning we were on sea adventure! Snookling, waterfalling, full lunching. Fun Fun Fun!!!! Plus the thrilling ride like roller coaster up and down. Everyone was exhausted that day and when we went for the dinner, they make us waited for 1 hour to serve the food! .. Thank God they still have food. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;--- I got no picture on 2nd day playing time as I forgotten to bring my camera ---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Will update when I got my pic from the rest hopefully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On the night we sat at the live band listening to Philiphin singer sing and dance. Drink Shirley Temple Cocktail and I almost fell asleep. Maybe it was too dim. So we started to take nonsense picture like this one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203609519619572258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbvScbEAiI/AAAAAAAAAUM/4uB5yescDvE/s320/DSC03881.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Its the last day, we have to check out of the hotel. We decided to enjoy our free welcome drink. haha! Its a goodbye drink indeed. We sat just beside this coconut tree and they decorate it so beautifully with white cloth hanging on the tent. The small island is for diving. huhuhu.. bye Berjaya Hotel and beautiful beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbwksbEAjI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Jnr4nfuydTE/s1600-h/DSC03907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203610932663812658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbwksbEAjI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Jnr4nfuydTE/s320/DSC03907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nearby the harbour, Glen and Lum found out that there were BADS! Omg. It looked so weird the BADS were hanging on the tree during daylight at the beach. They were so MANY!!!! and so BIG! Furthermore.. they are so BLACKY! omg.. below the tree.. its full of their shit. This is a the world 8 wonder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203610945548714578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbwlcbEAlI/AAAAAAAAAUk/y1qKmYuHxAI/s320/DSC03924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lastly... I have to come back to spore again with my hectic life. I want to go back there once again, going to Sallang where cheap hotel or motel and cheap restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbwlMbEAkI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Yzd50qCfZh0/s1600-h/DSC03930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203610941253747266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbwlMbEAkI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Yzd50qCfZh0/s320/DSC03930.JPG" 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/9921662-3057642915665154026?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3057642915665154026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3057642915665154026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3057642915665154026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3057642915665154026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/05/tioman-17-18-19-may-2008.html' title='Tioman - 17 18 19 may 2008'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SDbtDcbEAZI/AAAAAAAAATE/2rSkKOm1fyM/s72-c/DSC03814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6852731377361337296</id><published>2008-05-23T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:50:59.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pantekosta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sY9Eyzo1qIU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sY9Eyzo1qIU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cant help to share this. hehe.. thanks rorra for the link. These kids are my sunday school kids! Omg I am so happy to see them being touch by God alone! He is doing His mighty work these days more and more. Thank you God for your Cross and Love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-6852731377361337296?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6852731377361337296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=6852731377361337296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6852731377361337296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6852731377361337296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/05/pantekosta.html' title='Pantekosta'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6534770703307435412</id><published>2008-05-14T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:29:06.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Love</title><content type='html'>One moment I felt so blessed with everything I had&lt;br /&gt;Another moment I felt so lost and unwanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hurtful things that happened to me&lt;br /&gt;Is being ignored&lt;br /&gt;Not being appreciated&lt;br /&gt;and even being forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse still if you expect that person to care for you&lt;br /&gt;Because you care much about them&lt;br /&gt;But hey.. they are man kind&lt;br /&gt;Whom never stop to hurt other just like myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once hurt and so hard to put myself back together&lt;br /&gt;I am so disappointed towards someone that I loved so much&lt;br /&gt;I seems so broken and hopeful&lt;br /&gt;Then God gives me this verse and it keep me alive till today&lt;br /&gt;"...,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="niv27996" class="verse"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let God be true, and every man a liar&lt;/span&gt;....."Roman 3:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till this day, the only one I could trust is God&lt;br /&gt;The only one that I have is my God&lt;br /&gt;No matter how broken I am,&lt;br /&gt;God will still open His arm and take me on His embrace&lt;br /&gt;How to beautiful to have God like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From I am young, till I old&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that remain constant is my life&lt;br /&gt;Is His love&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/9921662-6534770703307435412?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6534770703307435412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=6534770703307435412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6534770703307435412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6534770703307435412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/05/his-love.html' title='His Love'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-6633042729857114031</id><published>2008-05-11T17:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:15:35.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intern</title><content type='html'>I have been doing my intern for 2 weeks now. So far so good~ Always have so many thing to do but I guess slightly less stressful then school. Funny... work seems to be slightly fun for me now, maybe because I am intern? or.. because it is just 2 weeks. Maybe after months then I might change my mind. Who knows! But luckily the colleagues there are nice and friendly even though they are sligthly quiet. The company canteen is very affordable~ any normal mee goreng, fried rice, etc is just $2.50! And they give like so much! Deliocious still. Lunch time is the happiest time of the office day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about lunch, I suddenly stress out with my weight now. Has been going up up up up and up. I have not doing any exercise recently and eating has become a great pleassure to me. And this is.. bad! I have problem searching for clothes to wear every morning. It almost made me late for work. I seemed to get tired easily from walking. Hello... I am just 22. Why do I sound like auntie! Stop pempering myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I watched "&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What happened in Las Vegas&lt;/span&gt;"! A worth money show~ should really watch it. This week I slightly over spend on movie. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Forbiden Kingdom&lt;/span&gt; is below standard of Jackie Chan and Jet Li show. This is the first combination of 2 well-known asian actor that made in hollywood! But their combining force seems to be sligtly disasterous. But I got feeling that these movie might be very successful in China as the story suit for those who still appreciate the myth of the monkey man. Another show like &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Speed Racer&lt;/span&gt; is pretty okay as it brings some humour and I love the imaginative and playful way of making the movie. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt; is a must watch show. Okay dont be deceive by the lousy poster they have, it is a good show!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-6633042729857114031?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/6633042729857114031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=6633042729857114031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6633042729857114031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/6633042729857114031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/05/intern.html' title='intern'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-1715416172022081797</id><published>2008-04-22T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:44.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My body is aching after playing basketball yesterday at Queenstown. Back pain, hand pain, everything aching.. just like an old lady. But it feels great afterall able to play basketball again. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original idea was to exercise for dieting~ since I love basketball game, so might as well doing something I enjoyed. But I think my dieting did work because I ate an IKEA hotdog before I started playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been MIA coz of exam and project. Now its holidayingggggg..... so I am going to update the missing entry I suppose to place it in my blog. Some event in life shouldnt be forgotten. :p &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;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cousin Wedding~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to sleep one room with her for 4 years every night. She is just like my elder sister and always tell me story before I slept! So good right? But since I move to Singapore, I got no one to tell me story anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192087911928390018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4AcnEXYYI/AAAAAAAAAR0/-IqwVsYgAUA/s320/DSC03600.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My cousin is the girl! 26 yrs old. Hm.. I think I will marry late~&lt;br /&gt;But who knows what would happen in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4AdXEXYZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/btc4hxRqz9o/s1600-h/DSC03585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192087924813291922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4AdXEXYZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/btc4hxRqz9o/s320/DSC03585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;My mommy and daddY~&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/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4AdnEXYaI/AAAAAAAAASE/gW1nDMOEg6s/s1600-h/DSC03584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192087929108259234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4AdnEXYaI/AAAAAAAAASE/gW1nDMOEg6s/s320/DSC03584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My grandma and Ko po..&lt;br /&gt;Old people always so cute in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;I think two of them must be a beautiful woman when they are young..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4AeHEXYbI/AAAAAAAAASM/orzk1Mkwg2w/s1600-h/DSC03587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192087937698193842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4AeHEXYbI/AAAAAAAAASM/orzk1Mkwg2w/s320/DSC03587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My sister debby and cousin popeye &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4Ae3EXYcI/AAAAAAAAASU/--dS1AEA9-I/s1600-h/DSC03691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192087950583095746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4Ae3EXYcI/AAAAAAAAASU/--dS1AEA9-I/s320/DSC03691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is my niece. Kezia. So cute right?! She is notty~ Arg! I hate to be &lt;em&gt;auntie&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here is my FA cooking day! All these girls just like to cook in my house. Thanks to Vena and Kenny who can cook so well! They even brought recipe from indo to cook for us.. Yummy~~ The rest in the picture.. only action help help. Hahaha.. except me and Anne hor. Coz I help to wash and Anne was making dessert. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4FBnEXYeI/AAAAAAAAASg/y9vy-Tbbh_I/s1600-h/IMG_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192092945630061026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4FBnEXYeI/AAAAAAAAASg/y9vy-Tbbh_I/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4FCHEXYfI/AAAAAAAAASo/uSd_qybg9pM/s1600-h/IMG_0905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192092954219995634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4FCHEXYfI/AAAAAAAAASo/uSd_qybg9pM/s320/IMG_0905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-1715416172022081797?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1715416172022081797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=1715416172022081797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1715416172022081797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1715416172022081797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/04/holiday-mood.html' title='Holiday mood'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/SA4AcnEXYYI/AAAAAAAAAR0/-IqwVsYgAUA/s72-c/DSC03600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-374493356077635631</id><published>2008-03-14T15:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:44.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Teller</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R9omjNHbQRI/AAAAAAAAARA/GvqLHu1E0CU/s1600-h/fortune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R9omjNHbQRI/AAAAAAAAARA/GvqLHu1E0CU/s320/fortune.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177493107873890578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in fortune teller?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person like me, dont believe in such thing. But yet, it is fun to do it.. That's weird isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try this application on the facebook. They will tell about u according to ur birthday. So mine is like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are friendly, humorous and full of energy. You are open-minded and do not care for minor details. Your weak point is your hot temper. Your Love, You are willing to start off in one-sided love affairs because you strongly believe that you will eventually win his/her heart. On the other hand, once you are together, you always want to do things your way, which is often the fire starter. You usually run in and out of love quickly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. if you notice the fortune teller always tell thing in general, not specific and most of the time, it can be apply to almost everyone. It's the trick. Secondly, because it is fortune teller, people tend to believe after they read it and began to believe it. And once you believe it, you will pay more attention towards things that is being said/mentioned. Thus it makes the fortune teller sound very right, which is not. Because you tend to ignore other thing that is not mention. But still fortune teller is fun isn't it? ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-374493356077635631?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/374493356077635631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=374493356077635631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/374493356077635631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/374493356077635631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/03/fortune-teller.html' title='Fortune Teller'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R9omjNHbQRI/AAAAAAAAARA/GvqLHu1E0CU/s72-c/fortune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3515574507910219664</id><published>2008-03-06T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:27:55.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life cycle</title><content type='html'>Something bring my attention lately&lt;br /&gt;In Indonesia there is a news of a family died because of hunger&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore news, I saw a needy old-folk couple receiving $500/month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in today world, this thing should not be happening&lt;br /&gt;In many restaurant they are throwing their unfinished food everyday&lt;br /&gt;Factory throwing failure product which is highly usable&lt;br /&gt;Well it is such a fortunate of me not to be born in the low circle of life&lt;br /&gt;But still I wanted to reach my hand to them &lt;br /&gt;To make their life a little brighter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have my own difficulty to face everyday&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally&lt;br /&gt;They face their physical need, &lt;br /&gt;feeling helpless in many circumtances&lt;br /&gt;If I were in their shoes,&lt;br /&gt;can I cope? &lt;br /&gt;Well God is certainly fair&lt;br /&gt;Hey dont u look down on them&lt;br /&gt;They can endure whatever problems&lt;br /&gt;They can faces much trouble with big smile on their face&lt;br /&gt;can u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire them&lt;br /&gt;They give me the reason for me to value my life&lt;br /&gt;They make me see that my problem is not as big as I thought it is&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;Gotta move on move on&lt;br /&gt;till I reach my end&lt;br /&gt;and I wont stop till then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3515574507910219664?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3515574507910219664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3515574507910219664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3515574507910219664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3515574507910219664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-cycle.html' title='Life cycle'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3850883726619807952</id><published>2008-02-29T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:45.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Love is the strongest force the world possesses, and yet it is the Greatness of a road leading towards the unknown."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R8enqjQLVvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/j-3BSziDj98/s1600-h/trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R8enqjQLVvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/j-3BSziDj98/s320/trip.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172287046517741298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feel so sick to be sick!&lt;br /&gt;Your body so tired that you cannot go out&lt;br /&gt;You are bored to stayed at home for days&lt;br /&gt;Eating tasteless food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well but its okay&lt;br /&gt;I rather be sick than to have love sick&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;Many good thing happen indeed this few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my spirit back&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad &lt;br /&gt;so glad&lt;br /&gt;At least life doesnt seem that sorrow anymore&lt;br /&gt;thank God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well almost time to plan for next holiday&lt;br /&gt;Dont you think so?&lt;br /&gt;Let's see where will the next trip be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3850883726619807952?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3850883726619807952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3850883726619807952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3850883726619807952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3850883726619807952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-is-strongest-force-world-possesses.html' title='&quot;Love is the strongest force the world possesses, and yet it is the Greatness of a road leading towards the unknown.&quot;'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R8enqjQLVvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/j-3BSziDj98/s72-c/trip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-3012404986855943934</id><published>2008-02-21T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T23:13:28.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kit Kat Time</title><content type='html'>Finally the term break is arriving. Thought it wont be a playing time, at least it gives me spaces to breath and catch my breath for awhile. This few days with my dad around I had quite a decent meal. Haha.. I have not been eating properly either at home or at school. In the house, sometimes it was too tired to do anything, I would just cook instant noodle or fried egg. I would try to avoid to eat them unless I m very hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my dad is in high spirit these few days, or maybe he just wanted to pamper his children. My dad, just like me, is huge fans of food. He is willing to spend alot for food. Well well, he brought me and my sis to Mt.Faber there and had our dinner for no occasion. I think the restaurant name Diamond Jewel. The Smoked Chicken with spagetthi is very delicious. I dont have the pic thought cause it is annoying. I was enjoying the view of the harbour, then got these couple were very excited taking photo here and there in such cozy place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to enjoy my time now watching some Korean drama at MySoju.com. But the website is down! :( huhuhuhu x&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a FULL MOON! CAn see the moon very beeautiful big and bright just like me. hahaha. Taking about moon, I used to believe that we should not point our finger on the moon because it is going to slice our ear. Somehow I tried it during my young age to point it on the moon. So whenever I see the moon, I will just point and point it to prove whether that statement is through. Till one day, my back of ear was painful. On the line where your ear is attached to the head. It like a light slice on there. Since then I never point at the moon anymore. I dont even want to try anymore. haha.. though i still not sure what is wrong with pointing the moon when we wanted to show others it is beautiful?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-3012404986855943934?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/3012404986855943934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=3012404986855943934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3012404986855943934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/3012404986855943934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/02/kit-kat-time.html' title='Kit Kat Time'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-7151698333430321524</id><published>2008-02-16T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T00:09:09.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic quotes for all my friends out there..</title><content type='html'>True love doesn't have a happy ending: &lt;br /&gt;True love doesn't have an ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in awhile, &lt;br /&gt;Right in the middle of an ordinary life, &lt;br /&gt;Love gives us a fairy tale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness. &lt;br /&gt;~ by Oliver Wendell Holmes ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. &lt;br /&gt;~ by 1 Corinthians 13:4-7 ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because someone doesn't love you &lt;br /&gt;in the way you want them to, &lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean that they don't love you &lt;br /&gt;with all they've got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love knows no reasons, &lt;br /&gt;love knows no lies. &lt;br /&gt;Love defies all reasons, &lt;br /&gt;love has no eyes. &lt;br /&gt;But love is not blind, &lt;br /&gt;love sees but doesn't mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-7151698333430321524?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/7151698333430321524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=7151698333430321524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7151698333430321524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/7151698333430321524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/02/romantic-quotes-for-all-my-friends-out.html' title='Romantic quotes for all my friends out there..'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4158209568531999660</id><published>2008-01-19T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:46.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Trip ~ Germany | Swiss | France</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knows that I am so lucky to be able to visit Europe on Dec 2007. Honestly I thought my parents might want to go there in the future. I'm so blessed~&lt;br /&gt;It's an awesome trip! I wont allow my eyes closed during the journey. Hoping I could capture those scene in my mind forever. Even I have seen snow in Korea but Europe has tons of snow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GkdZBBn8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Z0H19RZ1Rw0/s1600-h/DSC02567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157083873154277314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GkdZBBn8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Z0H19RZ1Rw0/s320/DSC02567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Top of Europe is the place name-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You could see it almost everywhere. Beautiful clean pure white~ love it! Looks deliciously beautiful and give you happy sensation in your heart. I cant describe it any further. Do go swiss especially to see such beautiful snow that cover the mountain. I went to 'Top of Europe'. It is where you can see the highest mountain in western Europe. One of them is Mont Blanc. Remember this brand? Mont Blanc in France mean white mountain. These mountain will always have snow on it. Swizz is a country with fantastic panorama. Erm maybe alittle heaven in the earth~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GljpBBn9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/y-0uHrgIxdI/s1600-h/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157085080040087506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GljpBBn9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/y-0uHrgIxdI/s320/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-At Bern - capital city of Swiss-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;France is even a romantic place to visit. I went to 3 city: Lyon, Loah and Paris. Quite different view compare to houses in Swiss. Swiss cottage is very cozy, simple and nice. They always build about 3-4 storey high with triangle roof. The windows are decorated with flower pot. These to prevent little bugs from entering their houses during the autumn time. Normally build from wood material and each houses has their family name written on the house. Pretty cute houses. I didnt get chance to enter but just to imagine it makes me feel excited. While france houses is design old, artistic details design with alot scrupture on it. No wonder France is an artistic place. Full of story, aesthetic, romantic. I went to a few castle which one of them are being drawn by Leonardo Da Vinci. Those castle belongs to the King of France such as King Louise XIX, King Henry etc. The castle is very big with alot of room and alot of door that is pretty similar. Very easy to get lost in the castle. Many small door can be found inside bedroom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5Gm5pBBn-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/KTYfmqAQmrY/s1600-h/DSC02651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157086557508837346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5Gm5pBBn-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/KTYfmqAQmrY/s320/DSC02651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5Goa5BBn_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/yYllk5GSn8U/s1600-h/DSC02661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157088228251115506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5Goa5BBn_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/yYllk5GSn8U/s320/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Swiss Cottage &amp;amp; Swiss city @ church bridge-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the popular place to visit during Christmas would be their Christmas Market! I went the Christmas market at 3 different places. The best would be at Swiss Geneva, the largest one. But Paris Christmas Market is good also. Imagine bazaar with red carpet on it, the sold variety unique stuff at there. I bought on jewellery box that pretty complex to open. ^^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GpKpBBoAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/kYLXZKo_vqo/s1600-h/DSC03073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157089048589869058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GpKpBBoAI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/kYLXZKo_vqo/s320/DSC03073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GrH5BBoBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/gz-dbBuda2c/s1600-h/DSC02856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157091200368484370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GrH5BBoBI/AAAAAAAAAQY/gz-dbBuda2c/s320/DSC02856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Chateau Villandry &amp;amp; Christmas Market-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited Eiffel Tower in Paris on their second floor. Even at 2nd floor you can see the whole Paris. Probably the top of Eiffel would be the best view. It's very chilling with wind blowing and cold wheather. At night about 7pm the tower would bling for 30 minutes. And night, they will have the light like light house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5Gr4pBBoCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/KKU9vGHatug/s1600-h/P1000419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157092037887107106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5Gr4pBBoCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/KKU9vGHatug/s320/P1000419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Eiffel Tower-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite place among all is the Louve Museum. The largest museum in the world with all famous painting, scrupture in it. Ah!~ I didnt want to go back when I visited that place. I had never seen such a beautiful art work~!!! My eyes were popping out through out the journey in the museum. Lots of collection of King Louise XIX, the ceiling is paint beautifully with angel and pretty human being. I could see the art work from my favourite scruptor &amp;amp; painter Michelle Angelo!! And Leonardo Da Vinci painting become such alive. The italian and France painting are the amazing one. I think i will go crazy if I visited Italy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GuNpBBoDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GJ_jfzcWJ_M/s1600-h/DSC03425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157094597687615538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GuNpBBoDI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GJ_jfzcWJ_M/s320/DSC03425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Museum Louve-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully one day I can have my honeymoon in europe. hihihi.. You can view all my picture at:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/celie.ah/Europe"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/celie.ah/Europe&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/celie.ah/Europe02"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/celie.ah/Europe02&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/celie.ah/PanoramaEurope"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/celie.ah/PanoramaEurope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's too many to upload here. Enjoy viewing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GvkpBBoEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/xHTICyguyzI/s1600-h/DSC03025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157096092336234562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GvkpBBoEI/AAAAAAAAAQw/xHTICyguyzI/s320/DSC03025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Restaurant in Loah, Puppet Restaurant-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4158209568531999660?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4158209568531999660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4158209568531999660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4158209568531999660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4158209568531999660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007-trip-germany-swiss-france.html' title='2007 Trip ~ Germany | Swiss | France'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R5GkdZBBn8I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Z0H19RZ1Rw0/s72-c/DSC02567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4341392008180096354</id><published>2008-01-16T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:46.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still 2007 event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erpinong Bday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember to upload this even though it has been quite sometimes back. Well it's on December, I forgot exactly what date. Having FA or Cell Group at home, all the pretty girls here. Yay! Lola, Vena and Rica cooked their specialize meals~ Yummy yummy! I learnt alot from them to cook new delicious and simple meal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155992105352535970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R43DgJBBn6I/AAAAAAAAAPg/33vzzfht1sk/s200/DSC02356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Great meal come with great sharing~ Truely sister thingy! Well I admit everyone needs friends to support them in up and down. Make sure you got yourself a good community with good friends that will help you in your up and down. Afterall.. we are human. Full of emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155988647903862658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R43AW5BBn4I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/em3UagDh9-Q/s200/DSC02365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nesy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to meet Nesy my primary school friends in Batam. Well maybe those friendship in your young age is the strongest one afterall because by that time we are purely friends with no intention of 'making use' of one another. It's so different with friends I made in my uni! Not all though but yeah.. most of them has something back in their mind! and I hate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Nesy is quite special friend for me. She is my best friend's best friends. Haha.. And so she become my friend. I am not sure how I get closed to her, but I remember she gave me a cup before I went to Singapore. A tweety bird big cup and I really touch and I love that cup alot. When I come to Singapore, I didnt tell anyone in my school until my last day of class then the teacher announce that I will leave Singapore the next day. I thought nobody would really care to if I am leaving. I am such an introvert. My parents very protective and not letting me to go out and play with friends. After school, a driver fetch me. I will busy with tuition. Indeed not much friends I have. But when I make friends with people, I will be very close to them. I rather to have a few but I know very well then alot but hi and bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155989906329280402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R43BgJBBn5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/npelbGik1GY/s200/DSC02339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nesy is one of them whom I remember being my great friends. Still as humourous and hard working as before. Not much change~ Still fussy and cute. She is in NTU now. Yenny my best friends when I was in primary school is in NUS. and me in SMU. haha.. let's see what we will become after we graduate~ But for sure.. they are kind of people whom I treassure forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4341392008180096354?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4341392008180096354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4341392008180096354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4341392008180096354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4341392008180096354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2008/01/still-2007-event.html' title='Still 2007 event'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R43DgJBBn6I/AAAAAAAAAPg/33vzzfht1sk/s72-c/DSC02356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-99506238712265720</id><published>2007-12-14T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:47.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exchange Gift - 1 Dec 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As promise I got a few things to upload. Hehe.. after a long day playing World Of Warcraft, At least now I got mood to do more things. Thanks to my bro who introduce the game. Haha.. I kinda of scared to learn new game cause I will get addicted. Thanks to William for lending the account too.. so I no need to pay 100$ to open an account. =) Thats what friends are for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin with the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Christmas Exchange Gift&lt;/span&gt; on 1 Dec 2007, at my home. People involves are Lynna, Roy, Gwen, Glen, Lewis, Norman, Shallum,.. everyone was present except Jessie. :( Cause she was having exam. Next time I promise set better date! Okay?! Everyone bring the present except Lewis!! He caused the chaos during the opening of the present.. hahha cause one person is going to be the one without present.. and guess who... . . . . . . Mr. norman!~ Anyway have you gotten your present from him yet?? Wad is it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All got decent present like book, cd, towel, glass, clock, etc except Lewis. Haha.. He has gotten a foam baths. One for the virgin, the other for bitch. Haha.. Thanks to Roy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great meal too, cooked by Lum, Lewis and Me. We cooked spaggeti and fried chicken. I guess everyone was very hungry caused we only started eating about 9 oclock. haha.. Well after meal we watched a DVD - the Kingdom from Glen. At 12:00 am we open our presents. Then continue with the casino game~ very fun!! Until about 2am everyone was hungry.. so Lewis and Lum start to cook again. HAHAHA.. we had our supper.. then ZzzZzzz.. about 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143719373743169282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R2IphJBBnwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lc6xFRg8NmY/s200/DSC02306.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143719983628525330" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R2IqEpBBnxI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Db6499CUEU8/s200/DSC02307.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143724209876344658" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R2It6pBBn1I/AAAAAAAAAO4/s169s724EBM/s200/DSC02316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143721748860084018" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R2IrrZBBnzI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bjM7erPVNoI/s200/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143721027305578274" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R2IrBZBBnyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/7ALNqolkqjU/s200/DSC02323.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143722410285047618" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R2IsR5BBn0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/kmCLJWemTzg/s200/DSC02326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was Sunday. I supposed to go to church but all of them still sleep like pig. So I need to leave them and let them close the door when they leave. Unexpectedly, they waited for me to go home and go to zoo with them afterwards. Shiok la Gwen got a free entrance! I think if I got those free card to enter, I will make zoo into my jogging area. Haha! Only took one pic cause my camera low batt after the monkey in the house used the camera to make stupid video. I shall ended here. Let's have it next year again~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143725073164771170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R2Ius5BBn2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/4m_oI93RRxk/s200/DSC02334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-99506238712265720?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/99506238712265720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=99506238712265720&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/99506238712265720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/99506238712265720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/12/exchange-gift-1-dec-2007.html' title='Exchange Gift - 1 Dec 2007'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/R2IphJBBnwI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lc6xFRg8NmY/s72-c/DSC02306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4304849710368887405</id><published>2007-12-10T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T15:37:48.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genius. Hahaha</title><content type='html'>This morning i just finished watching the korean drama "&lt;a href="http://english.tour2korea.com/02Culture/TVMiniseries/samsun.asp?kosm=m2_6&amp;amp;konum=1"&gt;My Lovely SamSoon&lt;/a&gt;". I read this as one of the most top rated Korean drama. Very funny show, I laugh by myself at the midnight. hehe.. ah.. korean drama is fantastic! araso?! you must watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today rain rain rain rainnnn again~ Haiz. Now not only stuck in singapore but stuck in my house. so just now I go and try this IQ test. Got it from william website! So cool.. haha.. Out of my desperation. My grade wasnt that great so I was thinking am I that stupid for always getting such a disappointing grade. And this test gave me a relieve. At least I am not those idiot..  and I can see I am smarter than William! (oh poor William, dont be sad...) I was belong to "Regional Genius". HAHAHA! Can you believe it? is like the second highest of the intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The range go this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Far Below Average  --&gt; Below Average  --&gt; Around Average  --&gt; Very Smart  --&gt; Extremely Brilliant --&gt; Bright Masterminda --&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Regional Genius&lt;/strong&gt; --&gt; a Universal Genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/"&gt;&lt;img alt="IQ Test Score" src="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Clap clap clap!!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;do you really believe it?!!! I think its fake laaa~ walau eh.. If i am genius then what is my mom brain?! A universal genius? Hahaha.. anyway maybe i inherited a little gene from my mom smartness. :P Hmm.. But nowadays, moma is getting old and always whining that she is tired of doing the work all alone. I guess she wants all of us to faster finish our study and  help her out. Haiz. She should said earlier.. Then I wont go to that stupid SMU and just go oversea to complete my degree in 1 year. Somemore i feel so suffer inside that stupid school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Yawn*  *Skretch my head* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Erm.. what should I do today? I am so lazy to go move. I have some picture that I wanted to uploaded, but ~ next time la.. when I am more energetic. hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway I am on the way to fulfil my Dec planning. So far I manage to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Pass my final test (surprisinglY! Cause I study like for 2 night only,.. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Settle household repairation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Get book planner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Shopping.. (kinda erm. I am traumatize after I lost my slipper.. like a magic spell) -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. XcancelX - Wallpaper I guess.. not very necessary at the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. XcancelX - Make sushi.. That stupid Sam act stupid when I ask to teach me sushi. Nvm! I go find other people to teach me to do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thats about all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I needed to add a little bit more. haha.. cause my mom ask me do some stuff. She always give me stuff to do cause she think I will be bored.~ Yeah.. true I am bored. But I dont want to work while I am holidaying~ I want rest ResT REST!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4304849710368887405?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4304849710368887405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4304849710368887405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4304849710368887405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4304849710368887405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/12/genius-hahaha.html' title='Genius. Hahaha'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-8876935125187786355</id><published>2007-12-07T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T11:39:08.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When laziness is all around...</title><content type='html'>Well well.. I am now having my holiday. And I trying to be as relax as possible~ But&lt;br /&gt;somehow.. I didnt fell relax at all.. hmm.. I guess my grade is stressing me out and the housekeeping is another things. Haiz.. and I have no freedom travel cause my passport is caught in embassy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course I am already being lazy to do anything. haha.. Holiday = relax = being lazy. My sister said, only when you feel very very very bored, thats mean you have successfully enjoy your holiday. haha.. I guess my family got a weird definition of holiday. Even Lum scold me for being too lazy these lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel very tired after all the schooling. I havent recover from mentally and physically tiredness. School has been so sucky!! Just a thought of it make me feel miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to holiday laziness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These holiday seasons, everyone wants to pamper themselves with everything. Me too. But come to think of it, I think I always spend too much~ Well, thought most of my money spend on the food.. I could eat like more than 3 times a day~ Somehow food bring me happiness..&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. taking about food, I am getting hungry now. Shall continue write later. Gotta to grab some meals.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-8876935125187786355?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/8876935125187786355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=8876935125187786355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8876935125187786355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8876935125187786355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-laziness-is-all-around.html' title='When laziness is all around...'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-2889377108777183272</id><published>2007-11-23T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T02:19:56.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty true and funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Men:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. All men are extremely busy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Although they are so busy, they still have time for women.&lt;br /&gt;3. Although they have time for women, they don't really care for them.&lt;br /&gt;4. Although they don't really care for them,&lt;br /&gt;they always have one around.&lt;br /&gt;5. Although they always have one around them,&lt;br /&gt;they always try their luck with others.&lt;br /&gt;6. Although they try their luck with others,&lt;br /&gt;they get really pissed off if the woman leaves them.&lt;br /&gt;7. Although the woman leaves them they still don't learn&lt;br /&gt;from their mistakes and still try their luck with others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The most important thing for a woman is financial security.&lt;br /&gt;2. Although this is so important, they still go out&lt;br /&gt;and buy expensive clothes and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;3. Although they always buy expensive clothes,&lt;br /&gt;they will still say that they never have something to wear!&lt;br /&gt;4. Although they never have something to wear,&lt;br /&gt;they always dress beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;5. Although they always dress beautifully, you hardly care.&lt;br /&gt;6. Although you hardly care, they still expect you to compliment them.&lt;br /&gt;7. Although they expect you to compliment them, when you do, they don't believe you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to write some crappy thought right now.&lt;br /&gt;I believed that everyone has their most down period in the life. But this sad period you could never forget it and it keep appearing to you whenever you feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;While on the other round of emotion which is happiness.. If you were ask, when is your happiest moment? If you stop and think and still couldn't find the answer, I would say it is normal, or at least for me it is normal. Through this I learnt that sadness is strongly impact and hit your brain and soul. It react slowly but it will be felt even more each day. One with broken soul could be repair and it took millions of effort to do it.. One with bitter scar would never forget it even after their death.. Sadness would only cause one live a meaningless life, and hell in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;While happiness is react strongly only at the moment you received it. It bring up your spirit and make you have a reason for living. Happiness cure everything. But only those who really believe and make an effort to have it, then you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worried for my own life ahead. I see many broken souls when they are aging. I see bitter life that some people has to through in their phase of life. I am truly afraid being an adult who should bear the responsibility on itself and responsible for others as well. Can I do it well..? Can I cope with the next journey of life. I know God said Let the worry end as the day end today because tomorrow is another new day. Probably.. I am thinking too much as I am growing a little older each day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-2889377108777183272?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/2889377108777183272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=2889377108777183272&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/2889377108777183272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/2889377108777183272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/11/pretty-true-and-funny.html' title='Pretty true and funny'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5732887280102319667</id><published>2007-11-15T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:48.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Rzx4AZU6GbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QrpqrN_g1kk/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Rzx4AZU6GbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QrpqrN_g1kk/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133109623489436082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Nov @ Pepper Lunch &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Thanks for all my friends who wishes for me and especially who celebrate with me. Special thanks to my FA church friends, who have early celebration with me on Sunday,11 Nov. I cant utter how much it mean to me but really really thanks you guys. Thanks to ci Rita, Vina, Federika, Lola, Mandy, Vena,Lucy &amp; bf, Anne &amp; Anne's brother and Erick(actually dunno this guy hm..).  You guys make my day! Love you gurls. XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course my brothers sisters who celebrate with me at Seoul Garden. Thank you so much!!~~ You guys really make me paiseh by making the Seoul Garden staff sing the bday song for me. Thanks for the mango cake! It's really really really delicious! plus Seoul Garden my favourite restaurant really make me really satisfied and happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RzxxopU6GaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/P_RhuKbzrp0/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RzxxopU6GaI/AAAAAAAAAOA/P_RhuKbzrp0/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133102618397776290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Nov, @ Seoul Garden Takashimaya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year birthday kinda lonely. Cause all family simply cant come to see me because their passport is held to make visa. Actually all the celebration was done before and after my actual birthday (11 Nov, 13 Nov). I was in school on 12 Nov doing my project. Sadly but true, none of my team mates actually know that day is my birthday. And nobody wish me. And worse part is they make me stay until 12:00 pm! I feel like shit on that day. But was too tired to think of anything and go home still got to prepared for the next day presentation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course there are always people that always care for others and send me SMS at 1am 12 Nov. These are people who I would gave my special special thanks. (My dear Lum, Debbot sis, Steppot sis, Ko Ruly, Pepe beloved cousin, Lynna, Ko Riky). &lt;br /&gt;And of course other friends who SMS me (William, Rita, Meity, Ervina, Cumie,Ci Ayen,Norman,Ko Ari,Maoyuan,Roy,Anne Batam, Lewis, II siu Kim, Federika, Glen,Suryani,Gwen, Nesy,Tasia.) And those who wish me on other kind of form(call, directly, or friendster, facebook, msn, haha).. thank you so much. I really appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think without you guys around, I wont be these happy today. Thank you Lord too for always be with me and guide me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be L.O.V.E | be H.A.P.P.Y | be U.S.E.F.U.L | be H.U.M.B.L.E | be W.I.S.E  ...on 22&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5732887280102319667?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5732887280102319667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5732887280102319667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5732887280102319667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5732887280102319667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/11/22-years.html' title='22 years'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Rzx4AZU6GbI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QrpqrN_g1kk/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5795668933736430385</id><published>2007-10-19T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:52.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing</title><content type='html'>During celebration of Lewis birthday, we took quite alot of picture. Well well, thanks to Jessie to arrange such a fun outing. LOL. Too bad that it was not treated by Lewis, though we were really hoping for free meals that day. huahauhauaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very late when arrived at Settler. We knew that Lewis and Jessie were going to shout and scream at us. Haha.. So I thought of making them laugh before they can even angry at us! Yay! We all sang Happy Birthday song loudly and proudly. Haha.. And it works. :p Though Lewis still complaining.. but still consider at the low level for him. Cause he can whine and whine like ah pek for hours complain about the same things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhR9PIDUVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OpYeDLmUMEM/s1600-h/DSC02183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122934688608112978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhR9PIDUVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OpYeDLmUMEM/s200/DSC02183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After ordering our meal, someone suggested to play hide &amp;amp; seek pictures. Haha. We teamed up into girls and boys team. This is the only picture that I have when we played the game. Cause I was so enthu looking at the boys actions. They always try to cheat on us(girls). But this time the boys can be sad. Cause they lost! Hip hip Hurrayy for the girls team. The boys kept saying nonsense thing when they were losing. LOL. So they decided not to play with the girl anymore..&lt;br /&gt;BOOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhTavIDUWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uM4-HqAEJwo/s1600-h/DSC02196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122936294925881698" style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhTavIDUWI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uM4-HqAEJwo/s200/DSC02196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhTa_IDUXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/XpkAIAR2Rak/s1600-h/DSC02197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122936299220849010" style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhTa_IDUXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/XpkAIAR2Rak/s200/DSC02197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys were so obsessed with the fake pistol and started to do stupid stunt as if they were still in primary school. Act die la, then making that pistol sound la. We dont really understand their police game~ so it simply childish. Instead of playing the board game, they just play with the pistol. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Rxhh9vIDUhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ELULCtIq1FU/s1600-h/DSC02186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122952289384092178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Rxhh9vIDUhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ELULCtIq1FU/s200/DSC02186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Rxhh9_IDUiI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/p_2JeFzRjoI/s1600-h/DSC02187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122952293679059490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/Rxhh9_IDUiI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/p_2JeFzRjoI/s200/DSC02187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand what I mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl then busy taking pictures and delete and take again, so on until they are happy that only their beautiful look were captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxheWPIDUZI/AAAAAAAAALI/YEwsdl7MHBM/s1600-h/DSC02185.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxheWvIDUaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/X1_b81Z2KUg/s1600-h/DSC02191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122948320834310562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxheWvIDUaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/X1_b81Z2KUg/s200/DSC02191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxheXPIDUbI/AAAAAAAAALY/wnBLsZ5l1Ak/s1600-h/DSC02194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122948329424245170" style="CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxheXPIDUbI/AAAAAAAAALY/wnBLsZ5l1Ak/s200/DSC02194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxheXfIDUcI/AAAAAAAAALg/drboJCcl3m0/s1600-h/DSC02195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122948333719212482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxheXfIDUcI/AAAAAAAAALg/drboJCcl3m0/s200/DSC02195.JPG" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys then get jealous that they were not invited to be photo.. They began to annoyed by popping in our picture here and there. But girls are so nice! allowing capture those annoyed guys faces. hauhauahua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhgqPIDUdI/AAAAAAAAALo/rehWfFN3818/s1600-h/DSC02199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122950854865015250" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhgqPIDUdI/AAAAAAAAALo/rehWfFN3818/s200/DSC02199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhgqvIDUeI/AAAAAAAAALw/h5ghslvSAHo/s1600-h/DSC02204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122950863454949858" style="CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhgqvIDUeI/AAAAAAAAALw/h5ghslvSAHo/s200/DSC02204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhgrfIDUfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/KOL_-b4MEPc/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122950876339851762" style="CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhgrfIDUfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/KOL_-b4MEPc/s200/DSC02201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhgrvIDUgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4wALmp8I0DA/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122950880634819074" style="CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhgrvIDUgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4wALmp8I0DA/s200/DSC02202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After the split, we have another game. Hand sign game. Lynna is the best player and Norman, the worse player in here. Again! Girls won the game! From the thesis above, we can conclude that girls are smarter than boys. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhjUPIDUkI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XQJy7vS4JIY/s1600-h/DSC02219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122953775442776642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhjUPIDUkI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XQJy7vS4JIY/s200/DSC02219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhjTvIDUjI/AAAAAAAAAMY/KbEMK8TU00w/s1600-h/DSC02218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122953766852842034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhjTvIDUjI/AAAAAAAAAMY/KbEMK8TU00w/s200/DSC02218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finaly, here is the participant of the "Most Retarted Face campionship league 2007". The winner shall not be revealed as it will destroy the person reputation.. hahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhpFPIDUqI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KpR8hiLSp5Q/s1600-h/DSC02212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122960114814505634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhpFPIDUqI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KpR8hiLSp5Q/s200/DSC02212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhpFvIDUrI/AAAAAAAAANY/-4bMx5oT76Y/s1600-h/DSC02213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122960123404440242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhpFvIDUrI/AAAAAAAAANY/-4bMx5oT76Y/s200/DSC02213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhpF_IDUsI/AAAAAAAAANg/P2bRxF75cS4/s1600-h/DSC02213.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhpGfIDUtI/AAAAAAAAANo/EGOdVxicTw0/s1600-h/DSC02214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122960136289342162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhpGfIDUtI/AAAAAAAAANo/EGOdVxicTw0/s200/DSC02214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhpGvIDUuI/AAAAAAAAANw/T5fICSz7id8/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122960140584309474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhpGvIDUuI/AAAAAAAAANw/T5fICSz7id8/s200/DSC02216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhmHvIDUlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sQ17eFP1FEc/s1600-h/DSC02206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122956859229295186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhmHvIDUlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/sQ17eFP1FEc/s200/DSC02206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhmH_IDUmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/kFiffqw02nI/s1600-h/DSC02207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122956863524262498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhmH_IDUmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/kFiffqw02nI/s200/DSC02207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhmIfIDUnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/d9gwSKlvqSc/s1600-h/DSC02208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122956872114197106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhmIfIDUnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/d9gwSKlvqSc/s200/DSC02208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhmIvIDUoI/AAAAAAAAANA/BosMPjHhgPs/s1600-h/DSC02209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122956876409164418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhmIvIDUoI/AAAAAAAAANA/BosMPjHhgPs/s200/DSC02209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhmJPIDUpI/AAAAAAAAANI/qVMxtkrnsgg/s1600-h/DSC02210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122956884999099026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhmJPIDUpI/AAAAAAAAANI/qVMxtkrnsgg/s200/DSC02210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5795668933736430385?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5795668933736430385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5795668933736430385&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5795668933736430385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5795668933736430385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/10/outing.html' title='Outing'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxhR9PIDUVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OpYeDLmUMEM/s72-c/DSC02183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5763740754626911704</id><published>2007-10-18T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:52.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonetheless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxcR2_IDULI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HrPDog_xdqk/s1600-h/dec+planning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxcR2_IDULI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HrPDog_xdqk/s400/dec+planning.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122582737513042098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5763740754626911704?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5763740754626911704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5763740754626911704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5763740754626911704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5763740754626911704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/10/nonetheless.html' title='Nonetheless'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RxcR2_IDULI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HrPDog_xdqk/s72-c/dec+planning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-381498790480328877</id><published>2007-10-04T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:52.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children day</title><content type='html'>Last Monday is the children day. So during the Sunday the children in my church were being served like King and Queen! Shiok or not kids?!! It is so fun as alot of food, drinks, movie for the kids. I could see the kids were enjoying it very much.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RwUPzMq51VI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bJIDNNZ3Vps/s1600-h/DSC02174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117513923825358162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RwUPzMq51VI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bJIDNNZ3Vps/s200/DSC02174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The also get to make their own door hanger!!! And luckily, got 1 more extra..... I was dying of doing it for myself. Hahaha.. So here is mine.. cute right?!! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My school also very fun la. The teacher buying sweets for the SIS students! Ah.... feel so good. I cant remember when the last time I received something from my teachers?!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this week school is really sucks. This is week seven! The mid-term and project deadline are coming like a big Tsunami. The individual assignment is really killerrrrrr...... It was not suppose to be a 2 weeks project! Helooooooooo.......... I done these kind of project during my poly time with easier programming language which is asp.net. And that is for 1 year!! Now I need to build the same thing using JAVA language within 2 weeks!! Ridiculous school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la even thought I love my school, sometimes I also hate them to give us so unrealistic time-frame in doing our project!! I believed a lot of students are going to give up this assignment. We are all turning into zombieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz. I know I said I dont want to complain about school, but this time is really.. cannot take it. I am just pouring my trouble in this journal to make feel ease. HUAHAUHAUAHA. Dont read la if you dont want to get influence by my stressness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been going to school every weekend starting from my first week. I think everything is so wrong now. My term break is next week. But.. I tell you, is the same as school day laaaaaaaa. I will go back school everyday, catch up with the lesson, still got quiz on the holiday, and tons of project deadline when school re-open! I think even though the school said is because they wanted to shape the student so that the student could handle pressure like this at the workplace in the future, I find this is so OUTRAGEOUS! I dont think people at work also got this kind of pressure! I think the school is just scaring the student and want the student to get lost of the school faster. Again, sometimes SMU is not fun at all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-381498790480328877?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/381498790480328877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=381498790480328877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/381498790480328877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/381498790480328877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/10/children-day.html' title='Children day'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RwUPzMq51VI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bJIDNNZ3Vps/s72-c/DSC02174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4713874539583621424</id><published>2007-09-17T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T12:48:13.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So sweet of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ecomments.com/comments.php?i=118307446302"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://m1.ecomments.com/07/6/28/118307446302.gif" alt="myspace comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ecomments.com/"&gt;More eComments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4713874539583621424?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4713874539583621424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4713874539583621424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4713874539583621424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4713874539583621424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-sweet-of-you.html' title='So sweet of You'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-4871542253834896255</id><published>2007-09-15T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:58:51.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Sept dream</title><content type='html'>Recently I dreamt about all sort of funny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share you one of my dream last night. I dreamt I was in US, staying in a VERY very high rise hotel, facing the sea side~ WONDERFUL isn't it? Looking at the ocean through the balcony. Me and my family were enjoying the breeze and stunning night..&lt;br /&gt;(I never been to US before.. jz to remind u. This is jz a dream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly I saw a bright light. Beautiful orange. I suspected it was a firework! My heart jumped with joy hoping to see more of it. YEah! And it did appear a few more and coming nearer. Then it vividly looked like something emerge in it. A few second later, more orange light appear and it become clear. AEROPLANES! A lot of Aeroplanes coming to the hotel direction! And they began to shoot the hotel!!! I saw other aeroplane which should be from US began to shoot those coming aeroplane. It such a horror view!! We shouted and run all away, trying to grab our stuff and get out of the building. OMG! I was praying hard God will forgive all my sin before I am dead. I kept praying hard!!!!!!! Do you know how it felt if you know you are going to die! I dont mind dying if I can go to heaven. Argg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my family were all rushing, but I saw my sister Debby and my cousin Vela still picking up their stuff and I drag them out of the room and bring them down through lift. I cant find my mom and dad and the rest. So I decided to take taxi and go to the airport! My heart race very fast and I could not think of anything else. No one spoke. I look through the taxi window and the road seemed very quite after a distant as if nothing was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. I woke up!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. I think I shouldn't go US.&lt;br /&gt;Or I am just too panaroid after watching too much Channelnewsasia.&lt;br /&gt;Channelnewsasia is a horror movie for me. But I HAVE to watch it. WTH!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-4871542253834896255?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/4871542253834896255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=4871542253834896255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4871542253834896255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/4871542253834896255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/09/11-sept-dream.html' title='11 Sept dream'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-5543963407102687340</id><published>2007-08-26T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:53.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look or Feel</title><content type='html'>I just sold my Sony Ericson W810i. :'( &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I do it on impulse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway its gone~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am looking for a new nice and cheap phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been searching for Wi-fi phone.. not to sure for what purpose but yeah.. this is me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always act on impulse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after heard from my friends that Wi-fi phone is wasting the battery life and not really useful as HP has a small screen, I decided not to spend on it. It's also very expensive due to 'new technology' in the market. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have been looking here and there.. And I think I fall in love with this phone. It looks very similar with my old-phone Samsung A200 which I bought twice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RtGWZehX2xI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZXOD9iHQmDQ/s1600-h/samsung_A200_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103025217221417746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RtGWZehX2xI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZXOD9iHQmDQ/s200/samsung_A200_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RtGWlehX2yI/AAAAAAAAAIo/SR5QpzBDC2Q/s1600-h/samsung_A200_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103025423379847970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RtGWlehX2yI/AAAAAAAAAIo/SR5QpzBDC2Q/s200/samsung_A200_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could you believe that? The first one I lost it!~ Bloody theft steal it from my bag pocket! I so in love with it till I buy the SAME one! But now it really almost malfunction because often off by itself. It's aging.. and I feel hopeless for it. Until I saw this phone..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samsung SGH E870! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RtGWz-hX2zI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JcWKcR-fRlM/s1600-h/sgh_e870_l1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103025672487951154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RtGWz-hX2zI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JcWKcR-fRlM/s200/sgh_e870_l1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RtGW_uhX20I/AAAAAAAAAI4/QrcnYIrEHLk/s1600-h/sgh_e870_l2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103025874351414082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RtGW_uhX20I/AAAAAAAAAI4/QrcnYIrEHLk/s200/sgh_e870_l2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is mad. I noticed the type of hp I always buy is.. it always has white colour.. small.. nice design. Cool function~ This E870 totally remind me of A200! ARhHH. Should I get this phone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.. Although there was once that I curse and swear that Samsung is not a good brand because they will start to be malfunction after a few years. But again.. I am so easy attracted to their design. Simple and yet sweet.. Hmm.... I only have $200 as my budget. If this hp cost around there, maybe I will get it.. Hohohoho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-5543963407102687340?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/5543963407102687340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=5543963407102687340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5543963407102687340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/5543963407102687340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/08/look-or-feel.html' title='Look or Feel'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RtGWZehX2xI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZXOD9iHQmDQ/s72-c/samsung_A200_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-8726152318867252417</id><published>2007-08-22T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T18:07:47.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My path</title><content type='html'>Today I had finally gotten my final timetable. I am satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;I have planned for the schedule before the term start but it was not that easy to get, due to bidding requirement in SMU! I got 3 days of study and 2 days off + 2 weekend off! SOUND GOOD right?!?!?! haha.. but it will not be the case after the 2nd week of school. Project and hw come like bomb, not including test and presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually prayed to God to give me a nice+good lecturer. I am trully happy God did listen to my prayer. All my lecturers are fun and very nice people. I am not confident to speak up when the lecturer is 'fierce'. As participation mark is 20%, which is alot. I hope this term I could speak up more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grade has not been doing very well so far. I really need to work triple hard! The students here are very very hardworking!! I am not trying to be sacastic or arrogant about my school. I knew they earn their grade through the hard work they have put. Yesterday, I sat in the library observing the students. As for your information, this is only FIRST WEEK, or yesterday is 2nd DAY! of school. The students were sitting in the library highlithing the textbook, reading their notes, and I was doing my homework. Actually my back is aching now due to long sit.. but I promise myself to work hard this semester. So please give me your support!! *pat to myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today lesson really give me a huge struck. When the Prof ask, "What do you want to be after you graduate?". All this while I am doing what I am doing without planning carefully. Honestly I do not want to work in IT line when I am graduating, unless being IT consultant. I do not want to stare at computer for whole day cracking my brain doing some programming. I am very happy if I could offer people the product I have. I want to meet new people. Even so.. I still dunno what I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still deciding should I take finance as my major. Actually I have problem deciding should I take econs?finance?operation management?business management? This is crazy.. but I still cant choose. I hope what I learn is useful for my career path in the future. I want to enjoy my career. I need a plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-8726152318867252417?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/8726152318867252417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=8726152318867252417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8726152318867252417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8726152318867252417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-path.html' title='My path'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-8931855799110735711</id><published>2007-08-14T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T05:45:57.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goat Farm</title><content type='html'>When everyone was busy spending find a good spot to watch National Day Parade, I and Lum go far far away to the goat farm! YOHoooo... I am always happy to visit places like this.. It was early in the morning about 10am we reached there. Luckily, the place are not too crowded. We were able to catch the milking process!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098431562506404962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFEflLVhGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mO7FUgJlOpg/s200/DSC02104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098419583842616354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsE5mVLVhCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Tw13kYtLHSM/s200/DSC02105.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at that... The goat were given food to make them quiet. While their eating, these uncles were busy squeezing their breast..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You cant see it clearly, but let me tell you, the breast were all so red after the squeezing!! OMG! I think the goat are immune to it already! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098420442836075570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsE6YVLVhDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HwuCULjIHb8/s200/DSC02103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A long white tube known as SUCKER, was used to suck the milk automatically. It was then connected to a big bottle to collect the milk.. The goats breast were actually very long~~ and big.. Maybe they wear like cup E bra.. haha.. We then go and peep at more male goat which located behind these milking place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsE-w1LVhFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rjHYiY8xod8/s1600-h/DSC02126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098425261789381714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsE-w1LVhFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/rjHYiY8xod8/s200/DSC02126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The male goats seem to be very hungry. They went crazy when visitors feeding them. They can stand as tall as your height. Pretty exciting. They have variety of goat breed and they come with different colour..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is more more cute picture of the goatsss..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFY4VLVhHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/BEgGmeY3Abo/s1600-h/DSC02133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098453977940722802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFY4VLVhHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/BEgGmeY3Abo/s200/DSC02133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFZ_lLVhII/AAAAAAAAAHA/cA1gTuZSnA8/s1600-h/DSC02125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098455202006402178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFZ_lLVhII/AAAAAAAAAHA/cA1gTuZSnA8/s200/DSC02125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFZ_lLVhII/AAAAAAAAAHA/cA1gTuZSnA8/s1600-h/DSC02125.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFZ_lLVhII/AAAAAAAAAHA/cA1gTuZSnA8/s1600-h/DSC02125.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFhH1LVhPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/IutIUQL1bhY/s1600-h/DSC02108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098463040321717490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFhH1LVhPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/IutIUQL1bhY/s200/DSC02108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFao1LVhJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hkUgXuaJjfM/s1600-h/DSC02128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098455910676006034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFao1LVhJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hkUgXuaJjfM/s200/DSC02128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFgS1LVhOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/V9f6ETVNjqs/s1600-h/DSC02125.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFZ_lLVhII/AAAAAAAAAHA/cA1gTuZSnA8/s1600-h/DSC02125.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course after the end of the touring.. I drank the goat milk!! Yuhooo.. only $2! Fresh fresh from goat breast. haha.. no la.. its already pack into bottle. Lum dare not drink it!! haha.. what a waste.. but.. I am not really fan of goat milk. I still prefer cow milk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to vegetable farm after that. Haha.. just to find the vegetable cake.. but could not find.. nothing much to see as the weather get terribly hot. We decided to go JOHOR~ Hahaha.. though Johor is HOTTER.. with more dust and so on.. but we wanted to eat good food with affortable price.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a LARGE fish &amp; chip and BBQ chicken... at fig &amp;amp; Olive at city square. It only cost us about RM30. We were bloated and went to cinema to watch SIMPSON.. Its a crappy show i think.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFk0FLVhTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/e6CaVd8wXs0/s1600-h/DSC02140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098467099065812274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFk0FLVhTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/e6CaVd8wXs0/s200/DSC02140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFkRVLVhSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/aR_yyIoybBI/s1600-h/DSC02142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098466502065358114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFkRVLVhSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/aR_yyIoybBI/s200/DSC02142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFi-1LVhQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PMvGsNaX8ns/s1600-h/DSC02141.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFjmFLVhRI/AAAAAAAAAII/F3AlDbnIAwY/s1600-h/DSC02143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098465759036015890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFjmFLVhRI/AAAAAAAAAII/F3AlDbnIAwY/s200/DSC02143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then at night we have seafood for dinner. We ordered too much because we were still very full due to the large portion of lunch meal! We went to the seafood near the Tuas.. They have 2 seafood center.. The nicer one is named with .. wad wad family seafood. The other one not very fresh and small portion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm.. when is my next trip again.. My school is about to start!! ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGggggg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-8931855799110735711?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/8931855799110735711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=8931855799110735711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8931855799110735711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/8931855799110735711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/08/goat-farm.html' title='Goat Farm'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zgYsm6m0S0/RsFEflLVhGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mO7FUgJlOpg/s72-c/DSC02104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9921662.post-1986344482042454812</id><published>2007-08-06T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T15:35:26.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanting Indonesia</title><content type='html'>Back to a rest day again. haha.. although my life for past three months have always been the rest day for me, but last two days I was helping out at the Ngee Ann City as volunteer for Enchanting Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this event. Furthermore I got to meet some great friends and great people. I was helping out at the KEPRI- Kepulauan Riau booth on Saturday. It started at 10:00 am! The sun is quite glarring on that day and my booth is just right under the sun. Marvelous. I was sun tanning for all day.. haha.. Anyway KEPRI booth was filled with 3 companies, first is Batam general information, second is Bintan Resort, third is Turi Beach Resort. I supposed to help all of them, but since the Batam people did not seem to need my help, I only help out for Bintan Resort. Haha.. It was sound like I am betrayer for my own island! But I cant help it, the Batam booth are very arrogant. The Bintan Resort people are very friendly and very nice people. I helped them out in promoting the Bintan Resort to the tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think Bintan Resort is better than Batam Resort as well. I have been to Bintan Resort, it more famous with the name LAGOI. The beaches are beautiful with white sand, clean. I was there when I was little. My parents rent a two storrey villa there with 3 bedrooms. It comes with dining room and living room. The villa has it own swimming pool and u can walked about 50 meters to reach to the beach! You can imagine it yourself.. we played water the whole day non-stop until at night. But now the resort is much nicer with much more facilities attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the person I know from the Bintan Resort is the GM. He offered me a job to work there. haha.. He is looking for someone who is Indonesian and can speak Chinese(Mandarin), who are willing to work and stay at Bintan. They provided the accomordation and meals. You can let me know if you have any friends who looking for job. But.. too bad la I still studying.. I will contact him if I am going theree.. haha.. who knows he will give me more discount. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue about the Enchanting Indonesia, they gave up food and drink voucher. That is so good because all the food is Indonesian food! Haha.. I was eating happily because I can eat Indonesian food for 2 days continuosly for free. I am sounding like I never seen Indonesia food for a long time although I only stayed at Batam. ahaha.. anyway if I went back batam, I dont often eat out. I will eat home cook or seafood. Anyway maybe I dont need to cook outside because my maid is a real good chef. She can cook fried chicken, soto, gulai, as good or better than the stall sell!!! Talking about food will make me go wild. hehe.. My mom once said, "I really dont understand you. You will think 10 times if you going to buy something which cost you 10-20 bucks. But once it comes to food, you wont think twice even though it cost you 60 over bucks." Well well.. good food make a person happier. HAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I think this event two thumb up. A lot people would like to be inform if any of these event is being organized again. For my self, I think my sales skill has improved. Haha.. This is one of my dream. To have a resort and own travel agency... and of course own restaurant. I dont know what I am doing with my Bachelor of Information System, but i am sure, it will be useful. Nothing come to waste....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9921662-1986344482042454812?l=shellyofive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/feeds/1986344482042454812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9921662&amp;postID=1986344482042454812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1986344482042454812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9921662/posts/default/1986344482042454812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shellyofive.blogspot.com/2007/08/enchanting-indonesia.html' title='Enchanting Indonesia'/><author><name>Shelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11502607778353883639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v222/qteaq/girl.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
