tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25558177020717692962024-03-14T01:05:16.441-07:00The Way of Life, Think More, Learn MoreJanethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-63524964063278700062010-04-27T08:19:00.001-07:002010-04-27T08:19:55.700-07:00Wonderin why this blog is dead? because I've been somewhere else :D<br /><br /><a href="http://www.independentspeakers.wordpress.com/">www.independentspeakers.wordpress.com</a>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-8821724219927023042010-03-25T19:05:00.000-07:002010-03-25T19:09:01.150-07:00Here I am to talk about ChinaMy content may not correspond to my title..It's a huge disappointment aint it? Because I am gonna leave the update for some time later..Muahahahaha *Mou Liu*<br />Till then, toodles..Here aint no content about China..Just these four crap sentences.. XPJanethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-40183110162251344472010-03-25T18:36:00.000-07:002010-03-25T19:02:37.565-07:00Pop your acne, and you'll leave a scar!<span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">Since so many young adults are facing severe acne problem, here I am to provide you the little and basic details about acne..</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">It's time to show off my scientific skills I possess..LoL..Nah, just kidding.. Just thought these details may be informative to be shared around as I was curious myself =)</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Acne </strong></span>occurs when sebum from the sebaceous gland is clogged due to blockage of flow to the hair follicle..<br /><br /><strong><em>Causes / Making the acne worse</em></strong><br />1- inheritance<br />2- hormone level.. (increased androgen during puberty causes sebaceous gland to enlarge, during 7-9 days before menstrual, hormonal changes during pregnancy)<br />3- stress/emotional tension<br />4- drug in take such as androgen, lithium and barbiturates<br />5- greasy make up<br />6- rubbing the face/neck<br />7- pressure from seat belts, helmets, backpack, tight collars<br />8- pollutants<br />9- scrub,squeeze / pick the acne<br /><br /><strong><em>NOT caused by</em></strong><br />- chocolate<br />- heaty food<br />- dirty skin<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">its due to HIGH HORMONE LEVEL!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR FACE BEING DIRTY..</span></strong><br />P/S : When you go home, you can start placing ALL your facial wash into the rubbish bin.. =P<br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><em>Symptoms</em></strong><br /><em></em><br /><em>microcomedones (which cannot be seen by the naked eyes) are enlarged hair follicles plugged with <span style="color:#ff6600;">bacteria and oil</span></em><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">Comedo under the skin/closed comedo = whitehead</span><br />Comedo that opens up = blackhead (it is black NOT due to the dirt)<br /><br />*whitehead and blackhead may stay for a longer period of time<br /><br />Papules = small, pink bumps<br />Pustule (pimple) = inflamed, pus-filled lesion, read at the base<br />Nodule = large,painful,solid lesion lodged deep within the skin<br />Cysts = deep, painful, scarring, pus-filled<br /><br /><strong>TREATMENT</strong><br />Just see a <strong><em>dermatologist!!</em></strong> XP<br />medication prescribed is just to reduce inflammation, bacteria, oil production and clumps of cells in the follicle :)<br /><br />dermatologist may give you oral or topical medication<br />oral medication = tablets<br />topical medication = something you apply on your skinJanethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-90053451953821642032010-03-24T21:48:00.000-07:002010-03-24T21:57:53.479-07:00What Education Really Is?As stated above, what education really is?<br /><br />I am not gonna answer this question because I am not sure myself.. It seems so vague to me..<br /><br />During the ancient days, to be in a school is something very great and to be proud of..A thing to be very grateful about..Nevertheless, poor families never gave up on education..They learn moral values instead.. Education is not only something you read, memorize, understand and apply.. It is also something to improve your EQ to be applied in your daily lives.. Education can also be gained through experiences.. Hello, just so you know, Bookworms aren't the only SMART people..<br /><br />Graduating from Form5 level during my father's time is already a passport to a greater companies..You don't have to take any Pre-U, diploma, degree, masters and yada yada to be hired in a company..<br /><br />But now? Regardless if you failed Form3, you will still be automatically be in Form4..<br /><br />ACE was once a miracle to people like my mom and dad back then when they were studying..To just pass the papers they sat gives them the whole satisfaction about education..<br /><br />And now... people don't just look at your ACE..they look at your STRAIGHT A's..<br />Ooops..I forgot, people tend to look at your STRAIGHT A+!<br /><br />Is education something for people to compare around?<br />Is education something to boast about?<br /><br />Or is education something you possess to find the true meaning of life - which I call, the inner wisdom which gives birth to a wise man..Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-22577116997583562972010-03-03T22:11:00.000-08:002010-03-04T00:54:29.124-08:00It's all about Ranting!!Ok I guess my blog's once again dead..<br /><br />I never had this feeling to blog again because I thought my life has been smooth lately..Well, hardly faced anything I would like to grumble..Not till today, when I gave up keeping it all to myself..<br />I decided to BLOG! But heck, it's not gonna be something knowledgeable that you're gonna learn something from this, it's just my personal ranting post..<br /><br />So here is how it all started..<br /><br />CNY's around the corner as we were all busy cleaning our houses..<br />Nevertheless, this year, my house had MAJOR CLEANING that my parents had warned before, all 'rubbish' had to be thrown..<br /><br />Fine, we were all well prepared to THROW things away..Unfortunately, my schedule was pretty hectic as I had MCC and caroling preparation to do during the weekends.. Hence, I wasn't there to really CLEAN the house..<br /><br />One fine Sunday morning, when I was cleaning the cupboard just before my caroling practice, my dad bashed into my sis's room when I was half way cleaning..He took all my stuff and just threw it in an empty box without even asking me if I still want that stuff..WTF! Fine, since the things he threw wasn't really important, I can't deny I was very pissed off at that moment that I went to my room and slammed my room door and locked myself there, not wanting to talk to anybody (because I know, if I were to talk, there wasn't gonna be nice words from me)<br /><br />The day has passed..What has been thrown on that very fine morning, I myself have no idea what were they..<br /><br />It was then forgotten..<br /><br />Just few weeks back, my eldest sis flew all the way from Ireland to have an awesome 2 weeks break back here in Malaysia..Before her arrival, I managed to have a major 'vacuum session'..Wiped the dust and did a little 'throwing session' of my own things..She wasn't very satisfied with the condition..With that, another round of MAJOR CLEANING was made in her room..<br /><br />She threw some of my stuff, but at least, it wasn't that bad as she asked me beforehand if I would still want to keep the things she were about to dispose.. The things were then nicely arranged in the empty slot..<br />That day has passed too..<br /><br />But it wasn't fully over YET! <br /><br />And crap, today was one of the most shitty day I've felt from all the cleaning days being made..<br /><br />My mood was way toooo off to even talk to anyone after that..<br /><br />Ok, to make my statement clear, this is what has happened in the morning..<br />I wake up as usual, was bathing, brushed my teeth and get myself dressed for work...<br />Till when it's time to pack my bag (where I usually bring books to read as I honestly do rot at work), I couldn't find the book I wanted to bring to work..<br /><br />I remember placing the book on the table where I usually placed my books very frequently..Whether it was my SPM books / inspirational books / story books which I LOVE MOST (I specifically placed it there for my convenience to take the book when I wanna read it - and I know I would touch it some time SOON..Not just to place there for fun and make the house look messy)<br /><br />Heck, I discovered that my dad took it all and threw it into the recycle bin few days back..And I didn't even know about it..WTF!! <br />They were all NEW books that I hasn't complete reading them myself..And now it's gone!!!!!!! <br /><br />One of them was a book my sister bought from Ireland..Author TONY BUZAN, a well known man for his mind maps, book entitled "Use Your Head"<br />It was darn a good book that teaches you how to use your brain and also the right way to study..<br /><br />Another book was "Men From Mars, Women From Venus"..<br />Another darn good book to improve communcation skills with your family,friends and loved ones.. (I was reading it in office all this while, AND WTF, its now gone!!!)<br />And the best part is, the book belongs to a friend of mine..It doesn't belong to me!!!!!! <br /><br />Another book was a story book which also, I borrowed from a friend of mine..which is now in the RECYCLE BIN! WTF!!!!!<br /><br />(Excuse my language in this post, I just felt very f***ed up when I knew about this)<br /><br />All my efforts wrapping those good books at work which also had my most favourite bookmark in it..My dad simply threw them away without even asking whether I still want them..!! argh!! SHITTY MUCH!!<br />I was rather pissed and frustrated..It ticked me off so badly that I never talked to my dad till I arrived in the office..(I know this is bad, but once again, I knew it will never end up good if I opened my mouth by any chance)..I guess, I gotta pay my friends to compensate for the books that have been thrown..<br /><br />And I don't think I would be able to talk to my dad for today..Just today...Or maybe I would..I don't know...<br /><br />But what has happened was simply frustrating to even think about it!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br />Then, back at work……<br /><br />Gosh, another frustrating thing happening at work..<br />Not to side my mom for this, but she used to complain how bad the company’s management was since she worked in this company..My dad and I just listened but could not understand the stress she had been handling at work..<br /><br />Ever since I entered this company to work as a temporary receptionist, I’m feeling very frustrated with the system here myself.. Believe it or not, I am not paid for my February’s salary yet..And now it’s already MARCH for goodness sake.. The manager had been delaying things which can be very irritating at times because nothing is progressing..<br /><br />Not only that, my mom and I decided to make things easier for the company by telling the manager that he doesn’t need to arrange an EPF for me because there’s a lot of hassle to it..With an EPF, I will earn RM900..As for me, without an EPF, my salary remained RM800 instead of RM900 monthly..Fine…<br /><br />And because my mom said its ok not to contribute to that stupid EPF, the manager decided to pay me on daily basis.. Excluding public holidays and Sundays..Meaning, my salary is now LOWER than before.. Take RM800 and divide it by 30 days.. I’m earning approximately RM30 per day.. Divide it by the working hours which is from 9am-5.30pm, I’m earning approximately RM3+ per hour..Plus, I still have to work on Saturdays!! WTH!!<br /><br />And because of that, I now know how my mother had been suffering at work..<br /><br />P/S : ‘Oh-so-sweet manager’, so long, I hope I’d never have to come back..!<br /><br />Signing off feeling really F***ed up!Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-73324546620648652802010-02-12T05:34:00.000-08:002010-02-12T05:45:12.330-08:00Life Has Been ToughSo it's been some time since I last blogged again..<br />Trying to revive this..<br /><br />Life hasn't been good for me so far..Well, with all the fengshui and predictions they have every year, mine is aint so good this year..Whether it's my health, wealth and love..I don't use to trust them all, but the 'aurora' around me forced me to believe so..<br /><br />Whatever it is, I am trying hard to live on..Life goes on anyway..<br /><br />I last had an exam on the December..Left high school and my life has nothing to do with it anymore..besides the memories I carry along with me..I had been rotting at home, trying to do whatever I can do to kill my time..Housework..? Driving..? Form6 tuition?<br /><br />Unfortunately, I had to stop my tuition classes due to some reason..That's when I began rotting..and rotting..Till I decided to work in my mom's office as a Receptionist..It's much easier to work at the same place as your mom..You gain lil things like :-<br /><br />1. Free meals (mom pays all)<br />2. Free transport (dad drives us)<br /><br />In spite of that, I had to face this minor problem when I work..Which is to equally rot in office when there's nothing to do..Gosh, I still can't escape from rotting..Whatever it is, I guess I had learnt quite alot from this working experience =)<br /><br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Yesterday was my mom's birthday..just wanna wish her a very <strong>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</strong> here..<br /><br />May she be well and happy always..<br /><br />-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />WenYuin's signing off feeling very very blue today...<br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">I remembered how I shed my tears in front of my good mates just a week ago..*sigh* Thanks for being there when I needed someone, mates..</span></em>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-59870644499855675202010-02-01T01:52:00.000-08:002010-02-01T02:12:32.490-08:00Why I Despise LONG Phone Calls..My friends who did know me well enough would notice that I don't like talking on the phone..Phone calls are a no-no for me..Well, there are actually many reasons to why I hate LONG phone calls...<br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">1. The phone heats up your ear, it's painful towards the end of the conversation (too much of infrared I suppose)</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">2. It's a big interruption especially when you're eating/sleeping (at least you can take your time to reply sms-es after you finish your meal/nap - although I can't deny that at times, some phone calls are emergency..I wouldn't mind that) </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">3. The message conveyed isn't clear..You can't exactly hear a person when the background is terribly noisy..</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#006600;">4. We assume things which can cause lots of misunderstanding (you can't exactly see their expression while they were talking)</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;">5. Lotsa interference while talking..</span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;">Just a small Example ...</span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em>Tommy : Hey there</em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em>Laura : Hi darling</em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em>Tommy : Guess what..today...... </em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em>-interfered by Laura-</em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em>Laura : So how ya today..?</em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em>Tommy answered 'fine' simultaneously as Laura was saying 'ops, sorry for interfering'</em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em>Tommy : er, whatca say?</em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em>Laura : oh nothing, you say 1st</em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"><em>Tommy : nono, you say 1st..</em></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663333;">So you see what I mean?</span><br /><span style="color:#663333;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">6. Line cuts off in the middle of the conversation (regardless it was the line problem/that person's credit 'kong')</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">In conclusion, a phone call does annoy me sometimes due to reasons above..</span>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-73710943314772888392010-01-25T06:16:00.000-08:002010-01-25T23:35:32.100-08:00It Was 2009 When I Was a Year Younger<div align="center">So my <span style="font-size:180%;">2009</span> began by celebrating New Year's Eve with some whackos for the first time at The Curve...</div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Welcome 2009!</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center">I remember how I wished for 2009 to be the next 2008 as my 2008 was pretty much a blast in my life..</div><br /><p align="center"><br />HIGHLIGHTS OF 2009</p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong>New year's eve countdown!</strong></span></p><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XQVpV--TI/AAAAAAAAEOw/-sQw8VOZdRA/s1600-h/a2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428473996158892338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XQVpV--TI/AAAAAAAAEOw/-sQw8VOZdRA/s400/a2.jpg" /></a> That's us..To be precise..</div><br /><div align="center">There were..</div><br /><div align="center">Ermm...Eric, MingKim, Mak, WengSiong, My sis, MunSuet, ZuWen, Brandon, Debbie, Bernice, Fion, ChongSheng, Esther and Myself..Bumped into many people though..</div><br /><div align="center">I would personally thank Mak for this..Without him, I wouldn't be able to be there =)<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XQVbHDizI/AAAAAAAAEOo/6m_-ExqZGP4/s1600-h/a1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428473992338180914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XQVbHDizI/AAAAAAAAEOo/6m_-ExqZGP4/s400/a1.jpg" /></a><br />The crowd..</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XQVD4ukJI/AAAAAAAAEOg/APd2iljdLYY/s1600-h/a3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428473986104070290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XQVD4ukJI/AAAAAAAAEOg/APd2iljdLYY/s400/a3.JPG" /></a><br />When 12am strikes, this was one of the crazy things we did..<br />Woops, I am so sorry for spraying them on you Mak, despite knowing how much you hated them XP<br />That's the fun of it anyway..hoho<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Nose High School Visit</span></strong></span></p><br /><p align="center">The Nose High School visit? oh well, its something quite eye-opening to me =)</p><br /><p align="center">There were lotsa Japanese Hotties there yo! :P</p><br /><p><br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428475440365017938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XRptbjm1I/AAAAAAAAEPQ/fB7iHhqn3u8/s400/a4.JPG" /> <p align="center">The camera man that we all miss =)<br /><br /></p><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XRpewzNOI/AAAAAAAAEPI/Pwj-dbUr86Y/s1600-h/a3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428475436427588834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XRpewzNOI/AAAAAAAAEPI/Pwj-dbUr86Y/s400/a3.jpg" /></a> The performance they had..<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XRpM7YnuI/AAAAAAAAEPA/AVYssocdooc/s1600-h/a2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428475431640145634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XRpM7YnuI/AAAAAAAAEPA/AVYssocdooc/s400/a2.jpg" /></a><br />The dinner we had together at SALOMA..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XRopEwulI/AAAAAAAAEO4/_DF5zdhGueI/s1600-h/a1.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428475422015797842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XRopEwulI/AAAAAAAAEO4/_DF5zdhGueI/s400/a1.bmp" /></a> ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Valentine's Day!</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">One of the happiest day of my 2009? =D<br /></span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XTY_TnznI/AAAAAAAAEPo/21ir0o18dMA/s1600-h/DSC05397.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428477352129056370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XTY_TnznI/AAAAAAAAEPo/21ir0o18dMA/s400/DSC05397.JPG" /></a>The group that had this Surprise Birthday Party for me..<br />Love you peeps, honestly..<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XTYUGcjTI/AAAAAAAAEPg/Xpp6bnvqUbM/s1600-h/DSC07503.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428477340531068210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XTYUGcjTI/AAAAAAAAEPg/Xpp6bnvqUbM/s400/DSC07503.JPG" /></a>A scrap book that I'll always treasure<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XTYO0RNqI/AAAAAAAAEPY/EbtmABBNQlw/s1600-h/3.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428477339112650402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XTYO0RNqI/AAAAAAAAEPY/EbtmABBNQlw/s400/3.bmp" /></a>Life isn't a bed of roses..</div><div>But I chose to felt that way when we got together =)<br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Blind Leading the Blind</span></strong><br /></div><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXHzFNbiI/AAAAAAAAEQI/vKzRfUYAdUI/s1600-h/P1010700.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428481454836117026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXHzFNbiI/AAAAAAAAEQI/vKzRfUYAdUI/s400/P1010700.JPG" /></a> My first experience of walking on the road with my eyes being blindfolded..<br /><br />Had a great time talking with an unknown aunty who was my partner..</div><div>An awesome who led me through and gave me her lucky number for the lucky draw..</div><div>Managed to take home a coffee-maker (1st time in my life I was called up for a lucky draw..coughs! haha)<br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXHmbOx1I/AAAAAAAAEQA/V7P1ATIolWE/s1600-h/DSC07577.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428481451438819154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXHmbOx1I/AAAAAAAAEQA/V7P1ATIolWE/s400/DSC07577.JPG" /></a><br />1653 is me! the aunty in blue was my partner!!</div><div>not bad right? managed to appear on the newspaper ...wahahaha</div><div></div><div>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">ELEMENT GANG</span></strong><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXHJxXyRI/AAAAAAAAEP4/wJPbJRC7wT8/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428481443747055890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXHJxXyRI/AAAAAAAAEP4/wJPbJRC7wT8/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" /></a><br />Had no other better thing to do but to gather all this lovely peeps into a group XP</div><div>Kudos to JASON CHONG for such lovely pics..Great effort yo..</div><div></div><div>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#993399;">My Birthday</span><br /></span></strong></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXG6e_G7I/AAAAAAAAEPw/Ln2CE1KQE-E/s1600-h/a.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428481439643409330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXG6e_G7I/AAAAAAAAEPw/Ln2CE1KQE-E/s400/a.JPG" /></a> Just a simple word, THANKS for celebrating such lovely day with me..<br /></div><div>---------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">LIT NIGHT - Mosaics<br /></span></strong><br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXjCUIxgI/AAAAAAAAEQg/Zw2rftWEuOQ/s1600-h/6292_111216966598_694261598_2678407_6142843_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428481922781726210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXjCUIxgI/AAAAAAAAEQg/Zw2rftWEuOQ/s400/6292_111216966598_694261598_2678407_6142843_n.jpg" /></a> Was in the instrumental group..</div><div>Had a great time practising with the lovely members..Mainly Elaine, Lauren, Lauren's sis, JiaXin and Keilly<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXixEzhII/AAAAAAAAEQY/sKt70rghh3k/s1600-h/6292_111217191598_694261598_2678440_3939295_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428481918154015874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXixEzhII/AAAAAAAAEQY/sKt70rghh3k/s400/6292_111217191598_694261598_2678440_3939295_n.jpg" /></a><br />Was also in the OPENING ACT! =)<br /><br />Thanks to my lil boy for making it through the night..I absolutely appreciate your presence..</div><div>Not forgetting my fellow PJI-an friends..</div><div></div><div>Gosh, I was also in charge of cleanliness for the very particular event.. Made me sweat all the way picking up rubbish XP</div><div></div><div>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Sports Day</span></strong><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXID-7AhI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/8zc2RTdQsLI/s1600-h/Ms+Seow+019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428481459373146642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXID-7AhI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/8zc2RTdQsLI/s400/Ms+Seow+019.jpg" /></a><br />Instead of leading my Ranger's troupe/getting involved in Clare marching, I tried something new.. I became the mascot! =.=</div><div></div><div>I struggled wearing the attire/rocket on me..It was bloody hot!!! Oh well, good experience though =)</div><div></div><div>----------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">HAMMIES</span></strong><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XX_SqLimI/AAAAAAAAEQw/dqR_nnKw9Cw/s1600-h/DSC07885.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428482408205486690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XX_SqLimI/AAAAAAAAEQw/dqR_nnKw9Cw/s400/DSC07885.JPG" /></a> Had hammies as our new pet..</div><div>Looked after 3 generations..Tee hee..so cute =D</div><div></div><div>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong>Dorani Homestay</strong></span><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXjqeD14I/AAAAAAAAEQo/L8fCdI0txew/s1600-h/DSC07729.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428481933560764290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XXjqeD14I/AAAAAAAAEQo/L8fCdI0txew/s400/DSC07729.JPG" /></a> Foster family?</div><div>They were awesome yo!</div><div>Had a great time there although it was only 2 days 1 night..</div><div>Managed to catch a fish during fishing..Was the only one in my gang who managed to catch one...muahaha..<br /><br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Bon Odori</span></strong><br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XZEZGt8uI/AAAAAAAAERI/d_gpsrOjO54/s1600-h/DSCN3443.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428483595346768610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XZEZGt8uI/AAAAAAAAERI/d_gpsrOjO54/s400/DSCN3443.JPG" /></a><br />This is definitely something new to me =)</div><div></div><div>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong>ASTQ 2009</strong></span><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XYAHT302I/AAAAAAAAERA/Ust6r7-1mwY/s1600-h/1.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428482422338999138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XYAHT302I/AAAAAAAAERA/Ust6r7-1mwY/s400/1.bmp" /></a><br /><br />Was one of the supporter there..Indeed a very very new experience for me..</div><div>Supported Alvin Chong who was once ChungLing's Leo member..<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XX_9MQU8I/AAAAAAAAEQ4/ZPlC2xHEoNQ/s1600-h/DSC07971.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428482419622695874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XX_9MQU8I/AAAAAAAAEQ4/ZPlC2xHEoNQ/s400/DSC07971.JPG" /></a><br />Finals..</div><div></div><div>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><span style="color:#993399;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">LEO FORUM</span></strong><br /></span><br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XZFQpbFZI/AAAAAAAAERY/mxr3cWvCXps/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428483610256283026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XZFQpbFZI/AAAAAAAAERY/mxr3cWvCXps/s400/2.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XZE55MNSI/AAAAAAAAERQ/F8B1K_e0DfU/s1600-h/4705_94310860473_630875473_2402147_6748294_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428483604148401442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XZE55MNSI/AAAAAAAAERQ/F8B1K_e0DfU/s400/4705_94310860473_630875473_2402147_6748294_n.jpg" /></a><br />Had a blast there..Despite the short circuits and all..I enjoyed spending time with fellow leos =)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XbF9H-jaI/AAAAAAAAERg/La-BxKNqVEg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428485821218852258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XbF9H-jaI/AAAAAAAAERg/La-BxKNqVEg/s400/untitled.bmp" /></a> Was the Outstanding Treasurer..<br /><br /><strong>FINALLY STEP DOWN AS A LEO IN ALPHA, SMK ASSUNTA</strong></div><strong></strong></div><div></div><div><strong></strong><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Leo Installation 2009</span></strong><br /></span><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XbGGGRR2I/AAAAAAAAERo/P25qbmkX_CM/s1600-h/6331_1028440811773_1847936141_64602_7077434_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428485823627609954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XbGGGRR2I/AAAAAAAAERo/P25qbmkX_CM/s400/6331_1028440811773_1847936141_64602_7077434_n.jpg" /></a> My successor, Danielle Cheng..XOXO girl =)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XbGWh6Z7I/AAAAAAAAERw/odK0Bea-Xhw/s1600-h/6331_1028444011853_1847936141_64640_1881559_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428485828038518706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XbGWh6Z7I/AAAAAAAAERw/odK0Bea-Xhw/s400/6331_1028444011853_1847936141_64640_1881559_n.jpg" /></a> BOD of 2008/2009..</div><div>Miss working with all of you =(</div><div>The moments we had together..aww man..<br /><br /><strong>Was then installed as LEO again in Omega, PJI (so old already)</strong></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">PJI INSTALLATION</span></strong></div><strong></strong></div><div></div><div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XbG0qs0lI/AAAAAAAAER4/Fi-eIYI8rLs/s1600-h/6050_101026144707_516624707_1940752_869524_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428485836128440914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XbG0qs0lI/AAAAAAAAER4/Fi-eIYI8rLs/s400/6050_101026144707_516624707_1940752_869524_n.jpg" /></a> Welcome newbies =D</div><div></div><div>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#993399;">Prefect Installation</span><br /></span></strong><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XfNIpx9KI/AAAAAAAAESA/-hoNi60FH8o/s1600-h/6292_111210306598_694261598_2678292_7481918_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428490342619018402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XfNIpx9KI/AAAAAAAAESA/-hoNi60FH8o/s400/6292_111210306598_694261598_2678292_7481918_n.jpg" /></a><br />Finally stepped down as a prefect after being one since Form2..Gosh, no life..! Since then, I Can *bang bang* all the rules without thinking twice (though I was too "angelic" to go against any rules as we were still required to wear the brownies..pfft) </div><div><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><span style="color:#993399;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">GRADUATED</span></strong><br /></span></div><div>No more being in 4Sci2/5Sci2.. =(</div><div>No more high schooooool...<br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XfNtVTqVI/AAAAAAAAESI/ePHlH4oes_s/s1600-h/16632_196253608904_535343904_2785071_1166285_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428490352465258834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XfNtVTqVI/AAAAAAAAESI/ePHlH4oes_s/s400/16632_196253608904_535343904_2785071_1166285_n.jpg" /></a><br />US - The classmates who had gone through many many @*&(*^@# from teachers =P<br /></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">says bye bye to SPM!!</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></strong><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XfNkJrRjI/AAAAAAAAESQ/UK1pyqcndLI/s1600-h/18736_230210348305_590213305_3101977_1139484_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428490350000555570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XfNkJrRjI/AAAAAAAAESQ/UK1pyqcndLI/s400/18736_230210348305_590213305_3101977_1139484_n.jpg" /></a><br />NO MORE SIJIL PELAJARAN MALAYSIA examinations.....! Peace</div><div></div><div>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong>D2YC</strong></span><br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xf2B8AemI/AAAAAAAAESw/XlTMZtrqONo/s1600-h/15433_207168377249_697447249_3046076_4992583_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428491045191055970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xf2B8AemI/AAAAAAAAESw/XlTMZtrqONo/s400/15433_207168377249_697447249_3046076_4992583_n.jpg" /></a><br />Met lotsa friends, gained lotsa experiences..</div><div>Simply awesome!</div><div></div><div>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Grandma's now 80!!</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"></span></strong></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xf1x91nOI/AAAAAAAAESo/NZCw2DIvRi0/s1600-h/DSC07980.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428491040903765218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xf1x91nOI/AAAAAAAAESo/NZCw2DIvRi0/s400/DSC07980.JPG" /></a><br />The family =)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xf1WOi_9I/AAAAAAAAESg/FzC7IePwcLk/s1600-h/DSC08023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428491033457655762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xf1WOi_9I/AAAAAAAAESg/FzC7IePwcLk/s400/DSC08023.JPG" /></a> The expanded family..hoho</div><div>Daddy's bro and sis..<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xf1C5ZOgI/AAAAAAAAESY/gsSdqTLH_SM/s1600-h/DSC08016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428491028268661250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xf1C5ZOgI/AAAAAAAAESY/gsSdqTLH_SM/s400/DSC08016.JPG" /></a> Ama's cutting cake..<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Harvest Festival<br /></span></strong><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XiVFmNyCI/AAAAAAAAETQ/ASltOxbwiiM/s1600-h/DSC08250.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428493777772595234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XiVFmNyCI/AAAAAAAAETQ/ASltOxbwiiM/s400/DSC08250.JPG" /></a> Ama goyang kaki saje...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XiUgBfXMI/AAAAAAAAETI/qEIlvLbyS9M/s1600-h/DSC08248.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428493767686446274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XiUgBfXMI/AAAAAAAAETI/qEIlvLbyS9M/s400/DSC08248.JPG" /></a> Mom teaching maid how to do <em>Tang Yuan</em><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XiUZx7rsI/AAAAAAAAETA/H7rvGRUFn34/s1600-h/DSC08253.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428493766010580674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XiUZx7rsI/AAAAAAAAETA/H7rvGRUFn34/s400/DSC08253.JPG" /></a><br />Roll roll roll.....<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XiT_Nuk3I/AAAAAAAAES4/GYHJJ6Jl6i8/s1600-h/DSC08258.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428493758879404914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XiT_Nuk3I/AAAAAAAAES4/GYHJJ6Jl6i8/s400/DSC08258.JPG" /></a> TADA!!!!!!</div><div></div><div>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong>Christmas!<br /></strong></span><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xi09gZMAI/AAAAAAAAETo/4Goos-fQyOA/s1600-h/DSC08312.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428494325356507138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xi09gZMAI/AAAAAAAAETo/4Goos-fQyOA/s400/DSC08312.JPG" /></a> A little gift from my sis..Ngeh..Love it =)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xi0XaNuCI/AAAAAAAAETg/lxSsKRz1BEA/s1600-h/DSC08310.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428494315130042402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xi0XaNuCI/AAAAAAAAETg/lxSsKRz1BEA/s400/DSC08310.JPG" /></a> Celebrated Xmas with family at Sunway Pyramid cuz My lil boy celebrated his Xmas with his friends, without me! sob... (juz kidding..haha)<br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xiz7Qu_bI/AAAAAAAAETY/sXMdEK_NsAw/s1600-h/DSC08264.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428494307574087090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xiz7Qu_bI/AAAAAAAAETY/sXMdEK_NsAw/s400/DSC08264.JPG" /></a> Xmas Eve at Mid Valley.. (was sick at that moment =.=)<br /><br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong>PJI Fellowship</strong></span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xi1Y0W64I/AAAAAAAAETw/fUEErL3Tk2o/s1600-h/17134_370888250153_629680153_10546338_6773281_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428494332688001922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xi1Y0W64I/AAAAAAAAETw/fUEErL3Tk2o/s400/17134_370888250153_629680153_10546338_6773281_n.jpg" /></a> The half-naked swimmers + prezzies =)</div><div>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div>Had hardcore seminar a month before SPM..Bonded with few people..</div><div>Besides that, I learnt how to solve Rubiks too..</div><div>------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">TIME TO SAY GOODBYE to 2009!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">WELCOME 2010<br /><br /><br /></span><br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xi1ncOfPI/AAAAAAAAET4/FKTsra3nTCg/s1600-h/19068_232978635987_618970987_3687713_6526182_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428494336613317874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1Xi1ncOfPI/AAAAAAAAET4/FKTsra3nTCg/s400/19068_232978635987_618970987_3687713_6526182_n.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XkExtjbGI/AAAAAAAAEUA/i2ZhTUwz1KU/s1600-h/19068_232978735987_618970987_3687725_6660827_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428495696580013154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1XkExtjbGI/AAAAAAAAEUA/i2ZhTUwz1KU/s400/19068_232978735987_618970987_3687725_6660827_n.jpg" /></a> </div><div></div><div><br />Lastly, I was busy paktho-ing throughout 2009!!! Lol..Right<br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-55435334404157630852010-01-20T08:58:00.000-08:002010-01-20T10:29:31.050-08:00A Friendship That No Words Can Describe!<div align="center">A scrap book that is like a treasure to me..</div><div align="center">A scrap book my friends had poured all efforts into it..</div><div align="center">A scrap book that touches my heart each time I flipped through it..</div><div align="center">So, I decided to blog about it..Every little things my friends have wrote..</div><div align="center">Sorry guyz..It's time to REVEAL what you guyz had been writing! hahaha</div><br /><div align="center"><strong>THE MOST MEANINGFUL BDAY GIFT!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Though Jeya didn't play a part in it! But well, she's still a good bud of mine *wink*</strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4gPQSgjI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/-NzU2WHaFWE/s1600-h/a.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428870002320245298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4gPQSgjI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/-NzU2WHaFWE/s400/a.jpg" /></a> The cover..</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">JIAXIN's PAGE</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong><br /></div><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4f7hr7SI/AAAAAAAAEVI/69tpArSyZB8/s1600-h/b.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869997024505122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4f7hr7SI/AAAAAAAAEVI/69tpArSyZB8/s400/b.jpg" /></a> </p><p>JiaXin, SokYeng, Amala and WenYuin. All four are CLARE HOUSE members sitting side by side, in front and behind for two years (2008-2009).</p><p>The baby that was born on the 21st Feb 1992, monkey year had just celebrated her 17th birthday.haha..1 year older d! It was my pleasure to know and have you as my friend. Your friendliness and passion towards everything makes me admire you and learn the positive qualities you have other than dozing off during Bio and Maths! ha..ha..!</p><p>Your strong determination and your never give up attitude will certainly ensure success in life. Don't be too stress over any problems you face in life be it in friendship, studies, love, career and etc. Just take it as another hurdles that requires you to jump over it.</p><p><strong><em>Combination of the year : CAT + PENGUIN = BFF</em></strong></p><p>Being able to be the 1st to write is fun. I get to choose whatever I want to make my page nice yet memorable to you. Everything here is original and no plagiarism business here. It all came from the bottom of my heart, every word, every phrase.. </p><p>Remember the moments we had together in Saloma ? Where you eventually frightened us with your butt cramp after jumping for a snap shot! </p><p>WY : Ahh!! Damn PAIN!!</p><p>US : HAR? you ok? you hurt your kness? OMG</p><p>LLC 2008 was fun filling, adventurous, challenging and exhausting. The together-gether and spartians come together to be the winner..The LEO spirit that you have in you is overloading. Our poor treasurer who often goes crazy with money! XP</p><p align="right"><em>Your sincere and faithful friend / darling,</em></p><p align="right"><em>JiaXin</em></p><p>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">SOKYENG's PAGE</span></strong></p><p align="left"><br /></p><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4fjIIjaI/AAAAAAAAEVA/kqhjxfyPpLs/s1600-h/c.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869990474878370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4fjIIjaI/AAAAAAAAEVA/kqhjxfyPpLs/s400/c.jpg" /></a>Money can be gained and lost, but memories will always be in our mind and heart forever. Sup Sup (wet wet), your greatest companion here (haha, perasan sangat) Pai Seh la if I do this thing super ugly. But ugly also never mind one as long as you remember right? Haha, here, it is a memory during our form 3. We might be in different class with others, but we are still one.</p><p>Remember these memories where we were in the cable car? We were super noisy. You see closely. The china man was peeping at us. It is confirm that they also beh tahan us adi..hahaha</p><p>Don't we look lovely together? joking only la.. I know we both straight. So, no need worry..But we do look sweet together in the heart..It represents our love of friendship bonded between us (suddenly chemistry keluar pula). Of all millions people in this world, I met you! This is what I call fate..</p><p>Pipo! Pipo! Police police come here. I just got bullied by WenYuin and SokYeng..Both two naughty girls caught red-handed smoking with a biscuit (hahaha) and ponteng school. We really have potential eh? If next time no work, we can recruit kongsi gelap lo.. </p><p>The lovely genting trip group..The group that has created a covalent bond..Thanks a lot for bringing me there with you especially for my first time there.</p><p>The best equation I have ever done in my life..</p><p><strong><em>Penguin with camera + camel who love to take picture = Both are species that love to take picture..</em></strong></p><p>Until now, I still wonder why people call me camel. (I think is camel la, I oso tak pasti). You know right I am the super blur, I think we can get along super well cause we are super blur. Another interesting formula that is important....</p><p><strong><em>blur sokyeng + blur wenyuin = DIE</em></strong> (pity Chew and amala have to tahan us..haha)</p><p>I write an essay of memories but I forgot the most important thing, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Here might be just a few picture but in our mind, there are more memories that just can't be pictured.. Got get touched or not? hahaha..These are pictures of happiness that I have.. Pai seh la, computer bo picture but brain is always filled with those great memories that cannot be deleted or attacked by virus..</p><p>A baby that was born, so heavy (trouble your mom only..I salute your mom la..hahaha) is now 17. Just can't believe it. We might not be close for a long time, but friendship is not about the time or duration but the strongness of the bond we had. You sure terkejut, such lazy girl can write so much. The memories of we being at the Botanic Garden was priceless and the little boy that we met at the concert is damn cute..It is so funny when our chinese is super horrible..</p><p>Hope our friendship last forever even we might take different path of life. I think mine sure the most writing punya. Anwyay, enjoy your life and not stress up. Remember I sit next to you. I might not have a good mouth, but I have a pair of good ears. Anything, feel free to come to me.</p><p>P/S : I am happy to have you as my friend..</p><p align="right"><em>Your best companion,</em></p><p align="right"><em>Sok Yeng</em></p><p align="left"><em>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</em></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">AMALA's PAGE<br /></span></strong></p><p></p><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4fVJo96I/AAAAAAAAEU4/lfP4nI8-CjY/s1600-h/d.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869986723100578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4fVJo96I/AAAAAAAAEU4/lfP4nI8-CjY/s400/d.jpg" /></a>Another year wiser! (Believe me, you are very wise..haha) 17 years old, very old already XP</p><p>To : Penguin</p><p>Thank you very much for being such a good friend all these years. You are the main source of laughter. You have always been there for me whenever I needed you. Believe it or not, we have been in the same class for 5 years (pity you cause you had to tolerate me). And I miss walking with you to the 7-eleven during tuition break. I had a lot of 'fun' (haha). "Running under the rain" incident should explain it all. I will not forget the incident. Anyway, I will like to take this golden opportunity to tell you that "I WILL ALWAYS HEART YOU". Study hard, study smart. Stay healthy. Don't be tooooo stressful. Forget bout bitter incidents and remember those memorable ones...</p><p>Like how you like penguins, I like dolphins. No idea why...But maybe it's because they are cute and can be noisy at times. And before I forget, I want to ask for forgiveness from you because I know that I always disturb you.. Sorry.. (but i know deep deep deep in your heart you actually like me disturbing you..haha)</p><p><strong>Difference between wenyuin & amala</strong> </p><p>Wenyuin : like penguins, tall, thin and lean</p><p>Amala : like dolphins, short, fat and fat (haha)</p><p><strong>Similarities between wenyuin & amala</strong></p><p>Wenyuin and Amala : We have same pencil and pen (how ah??) , strongly believes in karma</p><p></p><p><strong><em>Amala + Wenyuin = friends</em></strong></p><p align="right"><em>Smile always,</em></p><p align="right"><em>Amala</em></p><p align="left"><em>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</em></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">MABEL CHONG's PAGE</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong></strong></p><p><br /></p><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4SqZc3_I/AAAAAAAAEUw/P3oNX-5ZtnM/s1600-h/e.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869769088262130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4SqZc3_I/AAAAAAAAEUw/P3oNX-5ZtnM/s400/e.jpg" /></a>Title : Tay Wen Yuin</p><p>What to say ah? Dono la....How can this happen? Know WY since primary school.. I think I have said everything d. Aiyaa, nvm la..I'll just crap something out..</p><p>Here it goes :</p><p>Wen Yuin is a stalky girl. She always like to hunchback. I think ah, she's the wisest among all of us. She always like to read books. She's a very responsible girl. You can always count on her. Aiyaaa, dono what to say d.. i think now is time to (drum roll)</p><p>Sorry no more space d, pls go NEXT PAGE ----></p><p>Presenting you, the cake! Real life cake looks nicer.. XP</p><p>Don't worry, with all of your friends and family, your wishes will come true..</p><p>As long as you need us, we will be there for you..</p><p align="right"><em>Done by,</em></p><p align="right"><em>Mabel Chong</em> </p><p align="left">-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">PIK WAH's PAGE</span></strong></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4SV0geTI/AAAAAAAAEUo/nvcdeD8SFAU/s1600-h/f.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869763564599602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4SV0geTI/AAAAAAAAEUo/nvcdeD8SFAU/s400/f.jpg" /></a> </p><p>I know Mabel sang you a bday song already. But since I was not there, let me sing it to you now, although you might not hear it, You know for it's words..Ahemmm..*clears throat*</p><p><strong>hpy bday to u, hpy bday to u, hpy bday to WENYUIN, hpy bday to u!!!!! =)</strong></p><p>And now it's time I give my speech of what I think of Wenyuin..LOL!</p><p>Everyone said practically what was on my mind already. And they are ALL true :)</p><p>Let's talk about how I got to know you. Okay, erm..let's see...I've known you since primary school. I don't know you as in know you know you. But I know there was this girl named WenYuin. And we got closer towards the end of Std6. Great time to know each other since we're all gonna leave school soon but luckily we all went to Assunta Secondary.</p><p>And then we got even closer through form1 till now. What a journey! I'm happy I got to know you and Im proud to call you my friend! =)</p><p>You are the oldest among all of us, some say you're the wisest..hmmm, is that true? haha..yala, sometimes..But sometimes very childish too..Not to mention blur, kinda until people plan surprise bday also don't know =P</p><p>And a sleepy-head too. Okay, that's all for now, I hope you like what we did for you. It's not always that i am creative. You're lucky..The only time I'm creative is during Seni..hahaha..</p><p align="right"><em>It's me who did this,</em></p><p align="right"><em>Pik Wah</em></p><p align="left"><em>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</em></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">DAARSHAWNEE's PAGE</span></strong><br /></p><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4SM2lHxI/AAAAAAAAEUg/u2dwH2dn5mw/s1600-h/g.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869761157373714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4SM2lHxI/AAAAAAAAEUg/u2dwH2dn5mw/s400/g.jpg" /></a> </p><p>Hey Wenyuin aka Penguin!</p><p>First of all darling, you are officially a year older..So you deserve to be called my GRANDMA! LOL..anyways, for this wonderful 21st Feb, you shall have all your wishes and dreams come true..Your wonderful moments with all of us will always be cherished in my heart. You are always the party starter..</p><p>Whenever you are around, we always go crazy and those are the times we have the CRAZIEST times of our lives.. You are like a glue that brought many of us together..I will never forget the time we had in Genting..It was the TIME OF MY LIFE.. </p><p>Did I mention that you are like the wise old turtle in Kungfu Panda? You were always the one with the wise answers..You know what, honestly I really have no idea what I'm saying..So far whatever I wrote is fom my heart *wink*..For the 11 years that I have known you...I always had loads of fun when you were around..Remember, the times our gang used to play push on the cupboard behind the canteen..I hope you remember because even when Im 100 years old, I will never forget it..</p><p>You were always the brave one in the gang..The moments we had especially the 5 of us were unforgetable..Come to think of it, we are all the craziest and best people to spend time with..There were also times that we would never think twice when we do something..</p><p>The moments we had will be cherished..The friendship we have will be treasured, NOW AND FOREVER!</p><p>I will never forget you, penguin!</p><p align="right"><em>Roar x3 Forever a Leo,</em></p><p align="right"><em>Daarshawnee</em></p><p align="left">-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">PEISAN's PAGE<br /></span></strong></p><p></p><p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4RWr3p7I/AAAAAAAAEUY/0pwRnytUl2c/s1600-h/h.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869746616936370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4RWr3p7I/AAAAAAAAEUY/0pwRnytUl2c/s400/h.jpg" /></a> </p><p>Dear Wenyuin,</p><p>Just wanna wish you a very happy, funny, crazy and lovely 17th bday!</p><p>Thanks for everything..Your help, support, friendship, love and care..</p><p>Hey Hey! Hope you will like this gift..One day, if we part ways, look at all of the pictures and say...."Because of them, I will live happily!"</p><p>I had a great and enjoyable time with you durin the ti-ratana camp. It was then, when we started to share secrets..I could remember every moment we had during our form3. You would ask me to help tie your TIE. We would just smile and laugh at each other.. Back in form1 also, I wrote you a letter and gave you a keychain..(You lose it, blek)</p><p>In form 2, we weren't very close but were in the process of getting close..Moving on, in form4, we are in different class! But at least we recess together..Our gang is the BOMB! Hopefully, we can continue keeping in touch and I will never forget every moment we had before..To me, friendship is one special feeling which always bring happiness and memories..</p><p align="right"><em>Remember me now and in the future,</em></p><p align="right"><em>Pei San</em></p><p align="right"><em>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /></p></em><p align="center"><em>Last but not least,</em></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">BERNICE's PAGE</span></strong></p><p></p><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4RJ49_FI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/fngzh7kTmT4/s1600-h/i.jpg"><em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428869743182216274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1c4RJ49_FI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/fngzh7kTmT4/s400/i.jpg" /></em></a> </p><p>Dear Tay Wen Yuin =P</p><p>Happy birthday Miss Penguin!!</p><p>Out of all the human beings that wrote in this special book, Im the only one that knows you for the shortest duration..Despite that, you've always been a great friend that is always ready to lend a hand and go a little crazy with..Also, let's not forget you're the resident KING SLEEPER of the class!! XD</p><p>So...Since everyone bercerita about how they first met u, you shall have to bear my nonsensical ramblings! Entered school in form2, so shy, so innocent (Don't vomit, Im still innocent) and still that short =( Didnt really remember how form2 went actually but I think we got close mainly because of LEO (ngehehehe)</p><p>Of all these years knowing you, I can conclude that honestly, no words can describe you! =D</p><p>And I am glad that through all the little dramas, the treasurer headache and random moments, we remain very good friends. I do hope you consider me as one of your good (albeit lazy and childish) friend that would always be here for you!</p><p>Now that you're an old grandma, I hope you remain this crazy and awesome for your long life ahead..Of course, never lose your random-ness that often catches me by surprise and please, my dear, DO NOT HUNCH! Slap your face only you know! You should really be a model, so tall some more so pretty (omg i am starting to talk crap already) =D</p><p>I LOVE YOU to tiny bits and pieces wittle penguin!</p><p>I'm keeping my fingers crossed that you won't forget me!</p><p>W - hen in doubt, always believe in yourself,</p><p>E - verlasting friendships will save your soul,</p><p>N - ever give up in the face of failure or rejection.</p><p>Y - ou can do whatever you want to do,</p><p>U - nder any circumstances,</p><p>I - n the rain, under the sunshine,</p><p>N - ext to you would be someone you least expect......</p><p>But need the most.. :)</p><p align="right"><em>Thanks for being my friend,</em></p><p align="right"><em>Bernice</em></p><p align="right"><em></em></p><p align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">MOST OF ALL, THANKS TO ALL OF YOU FOR BEING MY FRIEND THROUGHOUT THESE YEARS..REGARDLESS OF THE UPS AND DOWNS WE'VE WENT THROUGH..</span></strong></em></p><p align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">WITHOUT YOU, WHO AM I?</span></strong></em></p><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">LOTS LOVE, LITTLE PENGUIN</span></em></strong></p>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-83986183126963234742010-01-20T08:25:00.000-08:002010-01-20T08:36:59.631-08:00the Hookah - Shisha<blockquote><em><strong>Dr Rajeev Gupta, consultant cardiologist at Al Ain Hospital, says: "Shisha is worse than smoking cigarettes. An hour of smoking the shisha is equivalent to smoking one pack of cigarettes." People who smoked water pipes had five times the risk of lung cancer as non-smokers.</strong></em><br /></blockquote><br /><br /><br />Does that answer your question, Hsien?<br /><br />Anyway, I am sure the most of you out there knows what's shisha..Well, don't talk about what it is..I am sure most of you would know how does it look like right? Just in case you're toooo innocent to know, here's a picture of it.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428860102644280274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S1cvgAFnK9I/AAAAAAAAEUI/QULPRsbRlaM/s400/shisha1.jpg" /><br /><p></p><p></p><p><br /><br />Smoking shisha (Arabic water pipes, sometimes known as hookahs) brings the same risks as smoking cigarettes. It can lead to lung cancer and many other health problems. Smoking can also affect your mental health, as it is linked with anxiety and depression.<br /><br />For more info..View this for yourself<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hookah">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hookah</a><br /></p><p>Or simply view this video.. <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">The Effects of Shisha and Alcohol</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></strong><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FcpvJECdSo&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8FcpvJECdSo&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-46052612241816097192010-01-20T05:49:00.000-08:002010-01-20T06:58:02.130-08:00Being Unlucky!So you think you're suffering in life when your mom drags you in to do all kinds of housework?<br />You think you're suffering when you need to study for your upcoming exams?<br />You think you're suffering when you gotta wake up early in the morning because you know you gotta face the massive jam in the city?<br /><br />Well I guess, it's not dreadful enough to be called 'suffering'..<br /><br />I personally thought I was suffering when I was asked to do this and that, because deeeeep in me, all I needed was to rest after a long day of work..<br /><br />Not till I heard a story of this woman (someone I know) who lives somewhere in my area.<br /><br /><em>Once upon a time, 10 years ago, the husband of this woman left her with 3 kids without leaving any explanation..The kids were still small..The woman was left all alone to bring up the kids..</em><br /><em>She waited for his return, reported police upon his missing, and did not blame him for leaving them..Until one day, she found out that he's living happily with his 'other family' in Alor Setar..</em><br /><em>I didn't know such irresponsible man existed in this world! And so, she worked from day to night, making sure that she's able to bring up her kids well..Paid house rental, kids education, their food..I would say it's not easy! She struggled soooo much that she looked like an aneroxic woman.. Yet, she was able to pull it through.. *salute*</em><br /><em>Now, her kids are all well brought up..Working, regardless they were full timer or part timer..They managed to earn some living for their mother..I was simply impressed with that woman's will..Not many people can go through such hardship in life..Some may even commit suicide..But she chose not to..</em><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Now you tell me, are you still feeling very unlucky? think again....</span>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-6356044291241321372010-01-19T11:51:00.000-08:002010-01-19T12:16:09.678-08:00How It Happened?As you all know..The news that has been repeated for days..A tragedy that happened not so far away, but in Penang..Somewhere in Malaysia..A place where all Leo Clubs felt the lost of the 3 awesome leos from Chung Ling High School namely Jason, Brendon and Yi Zhang..<br /><br />Well.....Thanks to Alex..He just raised a question that nobody have ever asked me before..<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>What could have caused the death of these boys?</em></strong></span><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em></strong><br />My answer was a typical one..<br />"It was the ocean current that drowned them I supposed"<br /><br />And there he goes..He threw more and more questions on me..<br />I gave up, so I decided to do some research on what could have caused their death..<br /><br />Apparently I had a lot of rubbish on google that does not relate to what I was trying to search at all..(as usual, you get a lot of stuff on google - even things that does not relate to your search)<br /><br />It took me awhile to find the answer..And tada......The more relevant answer to the question is.............<span style="font-size:180%;">A RIP CURRENT!</span><br />Never really heard of it till today..All thanks to that dearly friend of mine..<br /><br />So what's a rip current?<br /><br /><em>Rip currents flow in very erratic patterns, not in steady courses as previously believed -- which may help explain why they can be so dangerous even for experienced swimmers. Oceanographers have discovered the behavior by tracking the motion of colored dye added to a wave pool generating rip currents.</em><br /><br /><strong>ALERT :</strong> Read only if you're interested..It's gona take a little of your time for the info I'm providing below..Though, it'll be helpful if you wish to have a beach vacation some time soon..<br /><br /><br />NEWARK, Del. -- Each year, an estimated 100 people drown in ocean rip currents. A strong current can sweep even the strongest swimmer out to sea. Researchers are now making waves studying rip currents, revealing the life-saving information you need to know about these dangerous ocean currents.<br /><br />There's something lurking in the ocean -- creating panic in even the best swimmers!<br /><br />"It came really quick, like we went under a wave, and then the next thing we know it was just, like, pulling us out," says 18-year old Phoebe Brown. Not a shark, it's a rip current. And it can drag unsuspecting swimmers out to sea, up to eight feet per second.<br /><br />Rip currents form at breaks in sandbars hidden underwater, creating a strong channel of water that pulls anything in its path far away from shore. Traditionally, oceanographers believed rip currents had a steady, uniform course. Now, new research shows the flow of water moves in an erratic pattern.<br /><br />Oceanographer James Kirby, Jr, says, "Flow patterns get very, very complicated and very, very unpredictable, and we're trying to come to an understanding of what causes all that complication."<br /><br />In a study at the University of Delaware in Newark, Kirby added colored dye to a wave pool generating rip currents. The dye's course is recorded as it moves through the current. The dye's movement shows an irregular rip current pattern -- making it more difficult to escape.<br /><br />"It's very difficult for a swimmer once he's actually caught in the flow even to establish a sense of orientation and decide which way to swim," Kirby tells DBIS. He also says some rip currents can last for weeks and even months at a time, in the same location.<br /><br />To avoid unpredictable rip currents, keep an eye out for signs of one, like broken wave patterns and discolored water. If you end up caught in a rip current...<br /><br />"Number one is don't panic," says Jesse Steele, a lifeguard at Bethany Beach in Delaware. "Swim parallel to shore."<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">BACKGROUND:</span></strong> A professor at the University of Delaware has created a comprehensive computer model that predicts the physical processes in the area from the high tide mark on shore to a depth of 10 meters, called the nearshore ocean.Wave weight, current movement and naturally occurring sediment transport, are analyzed by computers to from a computer model. The model allows weather forecasters to quickly predict dangerous surf conditions and issue immediate warnings. It can even predict some dangerous events weeks before they occur. Swimmers and life guards have more tools to identify rip currents, for example. The model would also be useful for builders designing shore properties.<br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">WHAT ARE RIP CURRENTS?</span></strong> A rip current is a strong flow of water returning seaward along the shore. When wind and waves push water to the shore, the previous backwash is often pushed sideways by the oncoming waves. The backwash streams along the shoreline until it finds an exit back to the sea. The resulting rip current is usually narrow and located in trenches between sandbars, under piers, or along jetties. The current is strongest at the surface and can dampen incoming waves, which might make the area seem deceptively calm. That's one thing to look for when searching for rip currents: unusually calm waters. The color of the water may be different from the surrounding area, and the waterline will be lower on the shore near a rip current.<br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">IT'S NOT THE UNDERTOW:</span></strong> Many of the deaths resulting from rip currents are wrongly attributed to an undertow. The two are related, but distinct. Rip currents occur if there's a place along the beach where the incoming waves aren't as strong, so that the escaping water goes through that weak spot. If there is no spot with weaker surf, the accumulated water flows down and under the waves and back out to sea, forming an undertow.<br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">TIDES AND THE MOON:</span></strong> Rip currents are sometimes erroneously called "rip tides." They are not tides, although particularly low tides can lead to stronger rip currents. What are tides? The strength of gravity depends on the distance from the source; the closer you are, the stronger the "pull" that you feel. The moon's gravity acts on the earth, but the diameter of the earth is large enough compared to the distance of the moon that one side of our planet -- the one nearer the moon -- feels the moon's gravity much more strongly than the side further away from the moon. In effect, the earth is "stretched" by the difference in the moon's gravity across the earth, and this gives rise to the tides. That's why there are two tidal bulges on the earth, one on the near side, and one on the far side.<br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">SAFETY TIPS:</span></strong> The most common advice for escaping a rip current is not to panic and try to swim against the current directly back to shore. People become exhausted very quickly and can easily drown. Instead, you should swim parallel to the beach and then let the waves bring you into shore.<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">The American Geophysical Union contributed to the information contained in the TV portion of this report.</span></em><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-hCZuYzNujI&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-hCZuYzNujI&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>If R-I-P currents were the one causing their deaths, then they gotta really R.I.P!</strong></span>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-71687006366753160772010-01-17T06:16:00.000-08:002010-01-17T07:07:36.551-08:00I Love You<span >The 3 easiest word in the world to be expressed..<br /><br />And yet, it takes forever for a person to say it sincerely to someone they love..<br /><br />Frankly, although I knew how much I loved my family, but I can't recall when was the last time I said "I LOVE YOU" to any of my family member..<br /><br />In a nutshell, I LOVE YOU is yet 3 simples words, but not many people can tell how much they love a person sincerely..Something which is being expressed truly from their heart with no other intentions but just LOVE..<br /><br />I was rather moved by the current news..<br /><br /></span><a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2010/1/17/nation/20100117120941&sec=nation"><span >http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2010/1/17/nation/20100117120941&sec=nation</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span ><br /><br /></span><span >Apparently, one of the deceased is from ChungLing's Leo Club president..<br />Well, I may not know him personally, but it felt so near..<br /><br />People cried for him..People asked for his return..People expressed their love for him only when he's dead..<br />But there isn't any point to it anymore..He's not gonna feel it in another world right?<br /><br />Wouldn't his life be much greater if they did it when he was still here..?<br /><br />I may not know how long I would live in this world..But I guess, life's pretty unpredictable..<br />It's time for me to spread the love when I'm still alive I reckon..<br /><br />Tell "I LOVE YOU" to those you truly appreciate in life before it's too late..<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">I LOVE YOU, WORLD</span><br /><br /><strong>P/S : Whoever is reading this right now, I am sure we were somehow fated to actually get together..Sorry for all the mistakes I've done..And do know that there are so many great memories we've created out there =)</strong></span>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-50689019616214350702010-01-10T03:59:00.000-08:002010-01-10T04:44:34.934-08:00All I Did Was to Wait<strong><u><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></u></strong><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S0nEa-FVfBI/AAAAAAAAENI/3kvf3shQYJY/s1600-h/wait-wallpaper.jpg"></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S0nEaVbG_rI/AAAAAAAAENA/4tkcBU4fQ0w/s1600-h/wait1.gif"></a><br /><div><div><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">Waited, Wait and still Waiting</span>....</span></strong><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Getting all time wasted although I know time waits for no men, no matter how much I begged for time to stop..It will NEVER stop for ME or even YOU! </span><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425083178941881842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S0nEaG3HHfI/AAAAAAAAEM4/-qFRTum5UWQ/s400/moby-wait-for-me-cover.jpg" /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I guess life's full of anticipation..You'd never stop thinking about what's coming up next when you are waiting..</span><br />But, What's <u><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">WAITING</span></strong></u> to you?<br /><span style="font-size:130%;">To me, 'wait' is defined as to look forward eagerly..Even the dictionary said so..<br /><br />Yes, definitely it is..</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Whether I am/was waiting for my result, waiting for my loved ones to return, waiting for an appointment, waiting for a call, waiting for this and that..I always had been looking forward for things to happen eagerly..</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Gosh....I realize I had been WAITING a lot lately..</span></em></strong> </div></div><br /><br /><div></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S0nEaVbG_rI/AAAAAAAAENA/4tkcBU4fQ0w/s1600-h/wait1.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425083182850965170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/S0nEaVbG_rI/AAAAAAAAENA/4tkcBU4fQ0w/s400/wait1.gif" /></a> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Frankly, I really hate the feeling of waiting..</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">The reason why I love my daddy so much is because he had always been punctual when it comes to appointments..*thumbs up* </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">No time was at all wasted..Seriously...When he said he will arrive at 12pm, you will definitely see his shinny car appearing at 12pm right in front of your face..If he failed to do so, you could at least see his phone calls appearing on your handphone screen..</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you know how terrible it feels waiting for a confirmation?</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><br /><br /><br />To me, it feels damn horrible..</div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><u>Let me give you an example</u>:<br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">You excitedly invited your friends for an outing .. And this is how the conversation goes..</span></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">F - Friends<br />M - Me<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">M : Hey, lets go out this weekend<br />F : Oh sure..That's a good idea..Details pls?<br />M : *provide them with a long-winded details*<br />F : Oh okay, who's going?<br />M : *feeling a little 'dulan' at that moment* Well, this and that is going..<br />F : Oh, I'll confirm with you about it tomorrow okay?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>WOOOOOKAY</strong> ..After explaining to them everything, they still could not give me a solid answer..But that's not the best part..You know where's the best part?<br /><br />The best part is............<strong>WHEN</strong> <strong>THEY DIDN'T EVEN CONFIRM WITH YOU THE VERY NEXT DAY</strong>..Making you wait for their answer like some idiot..pfft..<br /><br />It did feel like crap in a way..<br /><br />And just today...'The hope' which I had been waiting for years, shattered within seconds....<br /><br />In conclusion, I feel like crap today..<br /><br /></span><div align="right"><em>-Signing off feeling very very disappointed-</em></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-32537669427475998812009-12-27T05:57:00.000-08:002010-01-04T05:29:15.869-08:00This Is What I've Been Doing<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">FORM 6 TUITION!</span></strong> lolx, sounds ridiculous, but true...</div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqawmvlmI/AAAAAAAAEMw/KhtRMqlf9Ns/s1600-h/DSC00458.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419917684520228450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqawmvlmI/AAAAAAAAEMw/KhtRMqlf9Ns/s400/DSC00458.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqR5ayLcI/AAAAAAAAEMo/sWGYPy8zfF4/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419917532267163074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqR5ayLcI/AAAAAAAAEMo/sWGYPy8zfF4/s400/DSC00459.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqRu6kfnI/AAAAAAAAEMg/TNiI0rC9Whk/s1600-h/DSC00460.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419917529447693938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqRu6kfnI/AAAAAAAAEMg/TNiI0rC9Whk/s400/DSC00460.JPG" /></a> The 100++ graphs we've been struggling for days to complete</div><div align="center"><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqRXHReeI/AAAAAAAAEMY/rejB9rzm9qE/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"></a> </div><div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqRI0OviI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/QgkoXVueqDI/s1600-h/DSC00464.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419917519220555298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqRI0OviI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/QgkoXVueqDI/s400/DSC00464.JPG" /></a> My tuition-mate, AMALA..haha</div><div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqQpUnSHI/AAAAAAAAEMI/oP5VdXil2i4/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419917510766446706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdqQpUnSHI/AAAAAAAAEMI/oP5VdXil2i4/s400/DSC00466.JPG" /></a>another tuition-mate who loves destroying own holidays..SokYeng<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdpmlmZ6JI/AAAAAAAAEMA/VTBfyIO65Xw/s1600-h/DSC00469.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419916788212820114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdpmlmZ6JI/AAAAAAAAEMA/VTBfyIO65Xw/s400/DSC00469.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/Szdpmfu4bPI/AAAAAAAAEL4/ND0Gk6DSaDU/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419916786637761778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/Szdpmfu4bPI/AAAAAAAAEL4/ND0Gk6DSaDU/s400/DSC00470.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdpmCowO_I/AAAAAAAAELw/h6EFEjeYYN4/s1600-h/DSC00471.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419916778827430898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdpmCowO_I/AAAAAAAAELw/h6EFEjeYYN4/s400/DSC00471.JPG" /></a> We even stayed in the tuition centre to study! lolx</div><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdplkiqpmI/AAAAAAAAELo/Gn5jKj2hsSA/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419916770748835426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdplkiqpmI/AAAAAAAAELo/Gn5jKj2hsSA/s400/DSC00472.JPG" /></a> To keep us hydrated all the time..<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdpLmWPXLI/AAAAAAAAELg/eYdUvO4l8MM/s1600-h/DSC00473.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419916324556987570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdpLmWPXLI/AAAAAAAAELg/eYdUvO4l8MM/s400/DSC00473.JPG" /></a> ARGH, Stress much!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdpLULzb9I/AAAAAAAAELY/G5ImVKDYJdg/s1600-h/DSC00474.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419916319681376210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdpLULzb9I/AAAAAAAAELY/G5ImVKDYJdg/s400/DSC00474.JPG" /></a> No better thing to do..</div><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdotcirCCI/AAAAAAAAELQ/CJf2YyNU1AQ/s1600-h/DSC00476.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419915806528702498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdotcirCCI/AAAAAAAAELQ/CJf2YyNU1AQ/s400/DSC00476.JPG" /></a>When you have This.........</div><div><br /><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdossETVqI/AAAAAAAAELA/wZ4W41SPO4U/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419915793516418722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdossETVqI/AAAAAAAAELA/wZ4W41SPO4U/s400/DSC00478.JPG" /></a> </div></div>and this........................<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdotAaIK2I/AAAAAAAAELI/HQzxOX0KjJ8/s1600-h/DSC00477.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419915798976670562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzdotAaIK2I/AAAAAAAAELI/HQzxOX0KjJ8/s400/DSC00477.JPG" /></a> MATH ERROR IS WHAT YOU HAVE! =D</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-34543935183948449762009-12-22T02:44:00.000-08:002009-12-22T02:46:18.074-08:00This or ThatWhen you 1st arrive to an old folks home, what does your heart tells you?<br /><br /><em><strong>“oh gosh, what a pity!”<br /><br />“the kids of these grannies are so disappointing”</strong></em><br /><br />But have you ever thought that sometimes, we can’t just blame their children for not being filial. Sometimes, it is NOT as what it seems. Let me share with you something based on a true story..<br /><br />A lady who’s a hair dresser namely A, got married to a man who’s much elder than her. A has been filial all these while and would always try her best to take good care of her in-laws. Unfortunately, her father-in-law was attacked by some kind of sickness..Half paralysed currently..Hence, each time, the siblings of A’s husband would alternately take good care of their father. Till one day, when A’s mother-in-law (wife of the sick man) decided to send her very own husband to the old folks home.<br /><br />I don’t really get the point here. The grannies we usually see in the old folks are often abandoned by their children who gave up on them. But the case here is completely different. It was a suggestion from his very own wife. I simply felt sad for him.<br /><br />He was not given an opportunity to enjoy the rest of his life with his filial sons and daughters but to live in the old folks home with despair.<br /><br />This somehow taught me a lot. I realized how much time left I have for my grannies.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Time left…..Time left…….The next thing I know, it’s very little left..And I do mean, <strong>LITTLE!</strong></span><strong><br /></strong><br />With that, I am going to make every trip back hometown beneficial. To appreciate every moment together. Not only that, I also realized how appreciative my uncles and aunties are now than before. They actually took the effort to drive all the way from Penang, just to pay a visit to their mom (my grandma) in Taiping. They happily spent their time reminiscing moments they had when they were younger during dinner. It feels so great having to see my grandma smiling all the way. Although my grandma’s past may be bitter due to the death of her husband (my grandpa) leaving 9 kids behind, but it was those ‘bitter guard’ moments that held those 9 kids strong together. And here they are, as successful businessman, etc.etc.<br /><br />In a nutshell, do appreciate those by your side. Regardless, they are still our family, ALWAYS.Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-80404939265559796992009-12-22T00:21:00.000-08:002009-12-22T00:23:23.982-08:00The story of Ajahn Chah on Christ-BuddhamasIt was Christmas and the foreign monks had decided to celebrate it. They<br />invited some laypeople as well as Ajahn Chah to join them. The laypeople<br />were generally upset and skeptical. Why, they asked, were Buddhists<br />celebrating Christmas? Ajahn Chah then gave a talk on religion in which he<br />said,<strong><em> "As far as I understand, Christianity teaches people to do good and<br />avoid evil, just as Buddhism does, so what is the problem? However, if<br />people are upset by the idea of celebrating Christmas, that can be easily<br />remedied. We won't call it Christmas. Let's call it<br />'Christ-Buddhamas.'</em></strong> Anything<br />that inspires us to see what is true and do what is good is proper practice.<br />You may call it any name you like."<br /><br />So, dear Dharma practitioners, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year !<br />May we all be happy, peaceful, be light in body and spirit.<br />May we all be safe and free from injury.<br />May we all be free from anger, anxiety, fear and mental afflictions.<br /><br /><br /><strong><blockquote><strong>All meetings end in partings<br />That which rises must fall<br />That<br />which is collected will be dispersed<br />Birth ends with death</strong></blockquote></strong>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-22030276932931184912009-12-21T23:40:00.001-08:002009-12-22T00:15:24.023-08:00IT'S CLOUDY OUTSIDEI returned after saying goodbye to my grannies..Full of hope when I return. I was happily gettin myself settled after arriving KL. To my horror, I realized by hammie was badly injured..I guess the 'grey' hammy had a great fight with the 'white' hammy..NAUGHTY 'white' hammy had the 'grey' hammy badly injured..My heart torn apart upon looking at the 'grey' hammy who's suffering from major injuries..With the eyes bleed and half opened, with the neck being poked by something..Gosh..Why does that lil hammy gotta suffer in such realm? I couldn't afford to see it any longer and told my sister to take good care of it..<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzB_vb4YJ1I/AAAAAAAAEK4/QQRkMniMDFg/s1600-h/DSC08124.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417970804641507154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SzB_vb4YJ1I/AAAAAAAAEK4/QQRkMniMDFg/s400/DSC08124.JPG" /></a> I miss how fat and healthy it was before!!!!<br /><br /><br /><em>I had lil prayers, hoping that the lil hammy will recover quickly..May it be free from physical and mental suffering. Sukihotu..<br /></em><br />Though...........<br /><br /><br /><blockquote><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p align="left"><br /></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">" I DON'T GET HOW SOME PEOPLE CAN BOAST HOW MUCH THEY LOVE THEIR PARTNER, WHEN THEY SIMPLY DON'T LOVE THEMSELVES FIRST "</span></p></blockquote><div align="left"><br /></div><p align="left"><br /><br /><br />It's is very sad to know that people tend to hurt themselves, threaten their loved ones by commiting suicide..Is this what we call love? Or was it simply attachment that couldn't be detached? An attachment to make their partner stay..If you really love a person, don't you want that person to be happy and not lead to a miserable life? Well, I guess I have no rights of saying such things yet, but as for now, that's how I define love. It is not about HAVING that person..But it is something that makes him/her happy. To feel that the world's filled with wonderful miracles despite of anything.</p><div align="left"><br /></div><p align="left">I had just completed a series entitle <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>MOONLIGHT RESONANCE</strong></span>. I would say the drama was simple with lotsa conflicts in a family..But I really did learn alot from that drama. I can't deny I was touched by the series (even cried for a few scenes..sigh)..I was even toooo carried away by the storyline that I never noticed someone was talking to me. Basically, it relates alot on family ties..Taught us that MONEY ISN'T EVERYTHING, but family ties and love IS! </p><div align="left"><br /></div><p align="left">In such materialistic world we're living in, it's hard to tell who's sincere and who's not..I quote a friend of mine who once told me............</p><div align="left"><br /></div><blockquote><p align="left"><br /> </p><p align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;">" Judge by your own heart and just be yourself!! "</span></strong></p></blockquote></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-40396281564540659432009-12-17T08:29:00.000-08:002009-12-17T09:01:52.278-08:00PASSION<blockquote><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">What you gonna do next, Wen Yuin?</span></strong></blockquote><br /><br /><p><br />WELL, I get that often lately..Just so you know, I've just completed my SPM..<br /><br />So...What am I going to do next?</p><br /><p>I basically have no idea what am I going to do next..<strong>A Levels? Form 6? Matriculation? JPA Scholarship?</strong></p><br />I can't tell till I know what my result really is..Though, for now, all my passion that I have is to take up medicine..Why medicine? First of all, someone in my life inspires me alot for being one..She's someone not toooooo far away..Someone whom I knew since I was born..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/Sype7ujzFMI/AAAAAAAAEJI/NI-djzZ9sWw/s1600-h/14268_1284233948284_1303184400_825800_6660612_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416245882069914818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/Sype7ujzFMI/AAAAAAAAEJI/NI-djzZ9sWw/s400/14268_1284233948284_1303184400_825800_6660612_n.jpg" /></a> She's non other than my eldest sis, namely Mei Chuen (named after a singer, Teresa Teng)</p><br /><br /><br /><p>I can't deny she's extremely positive and mature in terms of thinking..She did not burden my parents much as she was offered JPA scholarship and was then sent over to Ireland to further her studies in Royal College of Surgeon Institution (RCSI). She has all passion to cure patients ever since she was in primary. And that made me respect her for who she is. </p><br /><br /><br /><p>That's how my passion came about..To follow my sister's footsteps..Medicine may not be easy..But if my sister could do it, why can't I?</p>I always think that babies are innoncently INNOCENT! It is the matter of moulding them into a better or worse person..Welcoming babies into the world may be a wonderful job..<br />Unfortunately, from wanting to be a successful gynaecologist, my dreams turned into something else..<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SyphGtuSKtI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/Y51Yw-7aOss/s1600-h/pregnancyLLS02.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416248269847276242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SyphGtuSKtI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/Y51Yw-7aOss/s400/pregnancyLLS02.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/Sype7ujzFMI/AAAAAAAAEJI/NI-djzZ9sWw/s1600-h/14268_1284233948284_1303184400_825800_6660612_n.jpg"></a><br /><br /><p>From the many many reasons my sister and parents gave for being a gynaecologist, I do agree with what they've mentioned..It is not only dirty, but I won't be able to have much time for my family in the future as I'll always be on call..</p><p></p><p>What's next? I came out with a new dream..<br /></p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SypedOm1jII/AAAAAAAAEJA/KTVNcC7_CrA/s1600-h/pregnancyLLS02.jpg"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SypdsejEv3I/AAAAAAAAEI4/-wRwFI3l0S0/s1600-h/pediatric.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416244520562245490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/SypdsejEv3I/AAAAAAAAEI4/-wRwFI3l0S0/s400/pediatric.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/Sypdr8MVYEI/AAAAAAAAEIw/dVQTTaDOuxE/s1600-h/pediatric_photo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416244511340060738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DPnbX4GPZj0/Sypdr8MVYEI/AAAAAAAAEIw/dVQTTaDOuxE/s400/pediatric_photo.jpg" /></a> Being a paediatrics would be it..Since I have passion towards kids..! I hope they'll all live happily after being cured by me..Laugh all they want like they used to be..To be given an opportunity to grow and experience the world as they wish to me =)<br /><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>I'll just make lil prayers everyday..</em></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Hoping that my wish would come true..</em></span></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-53806180987722985802009-12-17T06:55:00.000-08:002009-12-17T08:15:10.566-08:00How to develop happiness in daily living<div align="center">Extracting contents from an inspiring book I've read entitled as above..I hope you will enjoy reading this..not only will make you a happier person, but also to show you the meaning of life..<br /><br />But my question is..Are you a buddhist?<br /><br />It doesn't really matter actually because it applies to all..<br /><br />So let me begin wit...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"><strong>LIVING A HAPPY MARRIED LIFE</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"></span></strong><br /><br /></div><div align="left">So it all begins when a boy and a girl meet, out of the millions..</div><div align="left">When they both ocassionally remind each other how much they love their partner..</div><div align="left">Till one day, the man proposed to the woman and have marriage at church...</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">"To the bride/groom, are u willing to marry her/him"</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">They proudly said right then.................<strong> <span style="font-size:130%;">I DO!</span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><br /><blockquote>In a marriage, both the husband and wife must think more of the partnership than they do of themselves. This partnership is an interweaving of interests, and sacrifices will have to be made for the sake of both parties. It is from mutual understanding and concern that security and contentment in marriage can be established.</blockquote><p><br /><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">Quote Venerable K Sri Dhammananda..</span> </p><p><span style="color:#000000;">There are no short-cuts to happiness in marriage. Understanding and tolerant are required to overcome any feelings of jealousy, anger and suspicion. To think that one does not need to adopt a give-and-take attitude is to presume that love in marriage is just there for the asking without any sacrifice.</span></p><p><em>BUILDING A SUCCESSFUL MARRIAGE</em></p><p>-Both must have mutual respect, love and concern for each other</p><p>-Based on compatibility rather than just finding the Mr. or Mrs. Right</p><p>-Partner must not insist another to follow their way..Which brings to mind a humurous saying.. "Man has his will but woman has her way"</p><p>-Build good communication and understanding.</p><p><strong>A HAPPY MARRIAGE IS NOT ONE IN WHICH WE EXIST WITH EYES CLOSED</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><em>BEING DIPLOMATIC</em></p><p>There is a story of a hot tempered woman who would always scold her husband for minor mistakes by saying "You are a stupid idiot". The husband was very tolerant and kept quiet when he was scolded. However, one day, when the wife shouted, "You are a stupid idiot!", the husband said, "I think you are right. If I am not a stupid idiot, do you think I would ever have married a woman like you?" From that day onwards, she never uttered such words again.</p><p></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Married couple should make every effort to cultivate the timeless virtues of love, fidelity and decency.</span></strong></p><p></p><br /><br /><blockquote>A good marriage would be between a blind wife and a deaf husband</blockquote><p><br /><br /><em>THE MAN WITH TWO WIVES</em></p><p><em></em>There was once an elderly man who was not satisfied with the one wife to whom he had been married for some years. He decided to take on a second wife who was charming and beautiful. Now, this second wife felt rather embarrassed to be seen with such an old man. So in order to make him look young, she spent a lot of time plucking out all the grey hairs that had appeared on his head. When his first wife noticed, she began pulling his black hair till one day, the man became completely bald, with neither a single grey hair nor black hair on his head.</p><p><br />When one partner attaches a lot of importance to birthdays and anniversaries the other partner should be mindful to remember these important days. Such little acts of attention show the person you love that you are thinking of them and that their happiness and welfare are very near and dear to your heart. </p><p>Married couples today can regulate the size of their family through proper family planning. Wise couples should plan their families according to their incomes and capabilities. There is no reason for buddhists to oppose contraception and the practice of birth control which prevent the fertilisation of the ovum. However, once the embryo is formed, it must be allowed to take its full course during the pregnancy. Buddhism does not support or condone abortion which constitutes an act of killing.</p><p></p><p>With 5 precepts on the head..</p><p>1) No killing</p><p>2) No stealing</p><p>3) No sexual misconduct</p><p>4) No false speech</p><p>5) No intoxicants</p><p>One will live well...Remember.............................</p><br /><br /><blockquote>Do good,<br />Avoid evil,<br />Purify your mind.</blockquote>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555817702071769296.post-72967086989201826332009-12-17T06:09:00.001-08:002009-12-17T06:09:43.090-08:00I Believe<br /><br /><br /><br />I believe- <br />That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a<br />while and, you must forgive them for that.<br /><br /><br /><br />I believe-<br />That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. <br />Same goes for true love.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.<br /><br /><br /><br />I believe- <br />That you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them <br /><br />I believe- <br />That you can keep going long after you can't.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.<br /><br /><br /><br />I believe- <br />That either you control your attitude or it controls you.<br /><br />I believe-<br />That regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there<br />had better be something else to take its place.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, <br />regardless of the consequences.<br /><br /><br /><br />I believe- <br />That money is a lousy way of keeping score.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time! <br /><br />I believe- <br />That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.<br /><br /><br /><br />I believe- <br />That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've <br />learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.<br /><br /><br /><br />I believe- <br />That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others.<br />Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That our background and circumstances may have influenced <br />who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.<br /><br /><br /><br />I believe- <br />That just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other, And just<br />because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.<br /><br /><br /><br />I believe- <br />That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That even when you think you have no more to give, when a <br />friend cries out to you - you will find the strength to help.<br /><br />I believe- <br />That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.<br /><br /><br /><br />I believe- <br />That the people you care about most in life are the essence of life.<br />Tell them today how much you love them and what they mean to you.Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08080914702177050144noreply@blogger.com0